Disclaimer- you know the drill. Ben and Ellie belong to me. I think this is going to be the second to last chapter. R&R!

It was only the best part of an hour before the whole Weasley clan was assembled at the Burrow. Bill and Mora with their three children, Jane, Hannah, and Arthur; Charlie and Vivienne with their baby boy, David; Fred and his girlfriend Kara and George with Angelina and their twin boys Felix and Tayte; Ron and Hermione with Eron and Emilia; and finally, Ginny and Harry with a sleeping James.

After embracing all of them, Percy began to talk. They talked about everything that had happened. How he and Draco had to leave so quickly after getting the message from Lucius. He talked about how they'd adopted Aislin and about how hard it had been. He talked about their current situation and then he stopped. The room was silent (a great feat for the Weasley family). "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Well," Bill began slowly. "It seems like your only option is to go somewhere else under an alias." Percy nodded slowly.

"But where would we go?" Draco asked, not looking up. To say it was weird for the Weasley to be trying to help a Malfoy would be a vast understatement. They, however, knew that he had changed and that he and Percy loved each other. The Weasleys were quick to take a feeling and run with it but they were also quick to forgive (for the most part).

"I think that moving to the United States would be a good option," Charlie said. "You could move to California. Vivienne and I spent our honeymoon there and it was nice." He fell silent. He didn't say it but he was thinking California because of the large gay contingent in some of the more heavily populated areas. He would've been dumb to think that not an issue.

Percy nodded mutely. "What about getting an alias and protection by the Ministry? Is that going to be an option?"

"I think so," Ron chimed in. "I can talk to the Head of Department, owes me a favor." Again Percy nodded. There didn't seem to be a better alternative.

"Well, I guess that's our best option. We'll need to be out of here with in, at the most, 2 days." Percy sighed.

~Twelve or so years later~

Kamella Rachel Innis rolled over in bed. She was 13 years old and lived in a relatively small apartment in California with her Daddy (Glen), Papa (Drake), and older brother, Eben. Kamella (Ellie) had lived in Roseville as long as she could remember. She was told by her Daddy and Papa that Eben (Ben) had been adopted at age 4 when she was a very small 2 but she only loosely remembered. Her parents were pretty normal as far as gay couples go. They did, however, change their name so they'd both have the same.

They were also wizards. Glen worked at the Magical Government office as a PR guy and Drake worked from home for a small magical newspaper. He had done this so he could raise both Ellie and Ben himself.

Eben Noah Innis remembered all to vividly the day that Drake and Glen had adopted him. He remembered when they saw him and the look of joy on their faces. He remembered the warm, fuzzy feeling he had gotten inside his stomach as they signed the papers as his name changed from Noah Clark to Eben Innis.

Ben was tall, even for a 15-year-old, with black hair and silver eyes. He was also a very protective older brother, making sure Ellie wasn't dated by anyone at school. They both attended Athol Academy in Napa Valley as they had for that past 5 years for him and 3 years for Ellie.

The two really weren't fazed much by the fact that they had gay parents. They faced hardly any ridicule by students at Athol and stuck close to life-long friends during the summer. It was also California so they didn't face as much torment as they would've in some other part of the country. They actually faced more talk about the verity that their parents were British then anything else.

Glen and Drake seemed to be hiding something. Ben guessed that it was a sordid past that had been left behind in England. He didn't know though, they never spoke of it. Ellie and Ben were left to their own wild imaginations.

For the most part the Innis family lead a very normal life. Every fall, Drake and Glen would drive Ben and Ellie to Athol and they'd return to pick them up at Christmas sometimes but always in the late spring/ early summer.

Ben and Ellie were enjoying their summer vacation very much and thoroughly drinking in the summer sun. The family was planning on taking their annual vacation (or holiday as Drake and Glen would say) to San Francisco. They always stayed in the same beach house and rented a boat.

"Ellie," Drake said from the doorway. Ellie rolled over onto her side.

"Yeah Papa?"

"It's time for you to get up. You need to start packing."

"Time already?" Ellie yawned. "I don't want to get up now thanks. You can pack my stuff." She rolled back over, away from Drake.

"Fine, I guess you'll want your ruffley dress, and your straight legged jeans, maybe this cute little sweatshirt with the little kitties all over it. I think we'll put some bows and poka dots on your bathing suit and-" Drake was cut off when Ellie got out of bed, shooting him a look of malice.

"You don't have to be a butt-head about it!"

"Ah but I do butterbean, I do," Drake laughed, throwing his arm around his daughter's shoulder and kissing the top of her head. "Now come along darling, there's breakfast waiting in the kitchen." They both stumbled into the kitchen where Glen and Ben were already munching away at their own breakfast.

"Good morning honey," Glen said from the table where he was sipping his mug of coffee.

"Morning Daddy," she said, kissing his cheek and heading for the coffee pot.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ben asked, looking up at her.

"I'm getting coffee. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Kamella Rachel Innis! You are far too young to be drinking coffee!" Drake exclaimed.

"But I'm bloody tired!"

"Watch your tongue young lady!" Glen growled warningly. "And your Papa's right, you're too young to be drinking coffee."

"Fine," Ellie huffed, throwing herself down onto a chair. Drake laid a plate of pancakes and eggs on the table before easing a cup of hot chocolate next to it. She glared at Ben before bighting into her breakfast.

"So are you packed Ben?" Drake asked. "I know Ellie's not."

"Yeah, I'm packed. I'll just over-see Ellie's process."

"What makes you think you could do that?"

"I have to make sure you don't bring anything raunchy. I don't like the way guys look at you," Ben answered.

"I do."

"Well I don't," Drake said quickly.

"Nor do I," Glen chimed in.

"This is nuts, no other girl I know needs to put up with TWO overprotective fathers AND an overprotective brother besides!"

"Well what can we say? You're blessed," Glen laughed.

Three hours later they were all piled into their small, hybrid SUV. Napoleon, their dog, was sticking his head out of the window. Ellie was wearing a semi-short, summer-y, blue skirt and a white tank top. Ben was sporting a baseball cap, a pair of kaki shorts and a green, Athol's T- shirt. Drake and Glen were both wearing Gay-Pride T-shirts and jean and red shorts respectively.

"How much longer till we get there?" Ellie wined.

"Not too much longer," Glen hissed from the front seat as he tried to maneuver his way through traffic. "Please don't ask again Kamella."

"Oh, that's a nice way to act! But really, how much longer?"

"Ben, you have my permission to hit your sister," Glen sighed. Ben grinned and punched Ellie hard on the arm.

"Hey! Daddy, Ben hit me!"

"I know, please be quiet the two of you. I have a headache. Ben, when I told you to hit your sister I didn't imply punching."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"Ellie, sweetie, why don't you read a book or something?"

"Because I don't want to."

"Ellie, you're going to have to shut up some day," Ben rolled his eyes.

"Watch me," she said. They continued to stare at each other in silence, willing the other to look away, therefore displaying that person's weakness.

"Works like a charm," he said, praising his brilliance.

"What, you didn't do anything! We're almost there at any rate."

"What kind of almost? Is it a "just another couple minutes" almost, or "one more hour" almost?" Ben asked.

"Just a couple more minutes," Glen answered.

"Ha, ha, you loose!" Ellie exclaimed.

"It's just a stupid little kid game anyway."

"I'm only two years younger then you Eben!"

"And those two years make all the difference."

They then pulled into a nice looking, very familiar beach house. Ben and Ellie both jumped out of the car and ran inside to claim bedrooms.

"ELLIE, BEN, GO GET YOUR STUFF!" Glen yelled. The two walked out to the car and retrieved their bags.

After everything was situated, the family went out to the beach. It was just a little before twilight and very picturesque. "Keep your eyes peeled, for a place to eat," Drake said as they walked. He and Glen had their hands intertwined and their two children walked in front of them. The sun was beginning to set over the cresting waves and Drake took a moment to breathe. It had been so long since he or Glen had seen their own shore. It had been so long since they had even used their own names. The last time had been when they used them to adopt Ben. They'd explained their situation and the adoption agency person had been very understanding.

"Papa, Papa," Ellie exclaimed, galloping toward them, Ben at her heals. She looked like she was ten again. "We found a place, we found one. It's up ahead!"

"Yeah, it's great. Seafood restaurant, our favorite!" Ben enthused. The two parents nodded and followed the two teenagers. It was indeed a perfect place. Though, Drake thought, nothing could really be imperfect at that particular moment.

They ate and returned to their temporary home. Ben and Ellie went to their rooms after watching some TV and Glen and Drake retired soon after.

Drake was woken very early in the morning, 2:00 to be exact, by an owl's beating feathers. He sat up and untied the letter on the owl's leg, not seeing the familarness of the bird. He turned it over and gasped. On it were printed the names: Percy Weasley and Draco Malfoy. He ripped open the letter and began to read.

Dear Draco and Percy,

LUCIOUS MALFOY HAS BEEN CAUGHT! You can return tomorrow if you like. We're all dieing to see Aislin after all these years.

Love,
Molly Weasley (Mum)

Draco turned over and shoved Percy hard on the arm. "Percy, Percy, wake up. My dad's been caught!" Percy jolted up and read the letter himself. He and Draco embraced and got up to rouse their children. They'd go right away. Percy went into Ben's room and Draco into Aislin's.

"Ellie, Ellie get up!"

"Papa! What the Hell are you doing?" she asked.

"I'll excuse that potty mouth just this once but- well, I'll explain it in the living room."

"Papa, it's 2:00 in the morning. No one is awake that early!"

"I beg to differ. Come on!" He pulled the girl out of bed by putting his arms under hers and lugging her. Of course, she didn't make it any easier, becoming a dead weight. They were greeted by an energetic Percy and a very woebegone Ben.

"Now can you tell us what the H-E-double toothpicks is going on?" Ben exclaimed angrily.

"Have you ever wondered why we left England?" The disinterested, I- want-to-go-back-to-bed look was gone from both Ellie's and Ben's faces. Ben nodded. "We left when Ellie was not even 1-year-old yet. We left because my father was out to kill us. He hated the fact that I'd married a Weasley, and, if that wasn't enough, a man. We had to leave after he found us in Scotland."

"We went to my family's house and they told us where we should go and my brother, Ron, helped secure Ministry help. Anyway, we just got a letter a few minutes ago that says they caught Papa's father so we can go back to England. We'll be leaving right about now." Stunned silence followed. It seemed that neither Ben nor Ellie knew what on earth to do. They seemed to be on the same level as their parents on that stand. Finally, though, Ellie opened her mouth. This tended to be the outcome eventually anyway.

"But, are we going to live there?" she asked slowly.

"We're not really sure. Do you want to?"

"I don't know," she began looking at her socked feet.

"Does this mean that our name is changed?" Draco looked at his son with slight amazement. How perceptive he was! And how very off the subject.

"Well, before Percy, well, Glen and I simply kept our last names and gave Ellie the last name of Malley. Actually, her name isn't Ellie at all, it's Aislin Olivia."

"And mine?"

"The same, we adopted you after moving."

"What were your last names before?"

"Mine was Malfoy, and Daddy's was Weasley."

"So this is just going to be a visit?" Ellie or Aislin cut in.

"Yeah, I guess so."