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Chapter 4:

Harry climbed the narrow steps behind Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Lenore, covering his ears from the deafening screaming of Mrs. Weasley, Tonks, Mrs. Black, and Mundungus. Apparently, Tonks had woken up Mrs. Black, who had called her Nymphadora, while Mundungus had sneaked a Griffin into the Headquarters, hoping to hide it in a safe place before selling it again. And Mrs. Weasley, of course, had found it, and all hell ensued.

As the five teenagers reached the top of the stairs, Moody walked by grumpily, muttering under his breath and Kingsley Shacklebolt, an Auror for the ministry, was following him arguing about reporting Mundungus. Lupin had hurried into the entrance hall to help Tonks shut up Mrs. Black, but it obviously wasn't working, as she was still yelling at the top of her lungs. However, Mrs. Weasley and Mundungus's shouts had subdued, and Mundungus was running after Kingsley while Mrs. Weasley brushed pass the teens, downstairs. She was obviously about to floo Dumbledore.

"SO," shouted Harry to Ginny, trying to be heard over the loud noise, "WHO"S BILL-" suddenly Mrs. Black stopped screaming. "Thank Merlin for that," sighed Harry just as Fleur Delacour hurried by them talking angrily to herself in French. Harry did a double take. Just before Fleur disappeared into the parlor, she called out to Harry. "'Ello, 'Arry. So nice to see you again! I will talk to you later, I zuppoze!" Harry blinked and looked quizzically at his friends.

"What in Merlin's name is Fleur doing here?"

The girls giggled. "There's your answer," giggled Ginny happily.

"What answer?"

Then Lenore spoke. "The answer to who Bill's marrying, of course," she laughed. Seeing the surprised look on Harry's face, she laughed. "I know. But how do you know Fleur?" She then turned to Hermione. "I thought she went to a French school?" Hermione glared at Ron, who was looking in the direction Fleur had gone, practically drooling, before speaking.

"You are tactless, Ron!" she shrilled, annoyed. "She is your sister in law! Do I need to spell it out?"

Ron turned to Hermione. "Sorry, 'Mione." He grinned sheepishly. "Forgive me?" Hermione folded her arms, fighting a smile. Ron turned her around and looked into her eyes for a long moment. He then kissed her.

"Ron!" she said pulling away, motioning to the three other people. "Oh well," she then said, "they know anyway," and she let him pull her in for another kiss.

"Ugh!" said Ginny.

"Double Ugh," Harry replied. "Ugh! I don't need to see that."

"Yeah," agreed Lenore, laughing, trying to imitate a British accent and failing miserably, "They're snogging right in front of everyone! For Merlin's sake! Get a lou!" She then began cracking up at her own joke. Harry and Ginny exchanged glances, laughing.

"Come on, Harry," said Ginny suddenly. "Lenore and I can show you the redecoration upstairs and the three new floors! It's great." The three began walking to the entrance hall so they could have access to the stairs, when they walked in on Tonks and Lupin. They were sitting under Mrs. Black's portrait, flirting, and Tonks was sitting on Lupin's lap.

"Oh, for the love of Merlin, is there one bloody room in this house without people making out!" said Ginny, rolling her eyes.

"We weren't-" started Tonks indignantly before Harry cut her off.

"Don't explain, it's okay, carry on!" said Harry and he, Ginny, and Lenore made a run for it up the stairs. They had barely climbed two flights when they collided into Fred and George, who were tugging at the leash of none other than- the griffin.

"Ahh!" screamed Lenore, backing up against the wall, terrified. "Fred! George! Put that thing back!"

Ginny's eyebrows were arched in mild surprise, but she too backed up against the wall as the Griffin gave a harsh roar.

"Shhhh!" said George, looking scandalized at the girls. "I've never heard of such a thing! Afraid of a griffin, what's the world coming to…"

"Really," said Fred. "Now you've gone and hurt Snuggles' feelings! Apologize!"

"No!" said Ginny. "Now tell me what you're doing with it or I'll tell Mum!"

Fred and George gasped in unison. "You wouldn't!"

"I would."

"Well, then. Fine. Really, all we're doing is clipping a few toenails for a new invention-" said Fred.

"Top secret," added George.

"Okay," said Harry, "But I wouldn't go down there if I were you."

"Why?" asked George.

Lenore answered, her emerald eyes sparkling. "Kissing people. Everywhere. Screaming people. Everywhere. It's madness. Your Mom's flooing Dumbledore as we speak."

"Ah," said Fred, grinning. "Well, a bit of snogging never hurt anyone. Whom?"

Ginny laughed, flipping her red flaming curls over her shoulder. "Ron and Hermione-"

"Duh," said Fred.

"Lupin and Tonks-"

"WHAT!" exclaimed the twins, laughing. The griffin gave a sudden growl.

"And most likely, Bill and Fleur," Ginny finished proudly.

"Yeah," said Lenore. "You do not want to see them in action, believe me!"

George chuckled. "They about had a fit when Mum and Dad and Fleur's parents didn't want them sharing a bedroom."

"Ah, the yelling," added Fred.

"And now I have to share a room with her, she's impossible! Always complaining, she is." Lenore sighed. "You're lucky, Ginny, you're rooming with Hermione. I get stuck with Fleur and Loony Lovegood!"

"Oh," remarked Harry, surprised. "Luna's here? Who else is?"

"Well, Luna, of course, then Fleur's parents and her sister, Gabrielle, and Neville," said Lenore. "And that girl, Cho, and her parents stop by once in a while. And those twin girls, what are their names? They've come once with their parents."

"Oh," said Harry. "Parvati and Padma, you mean?" Harry's stomach tightened. He didn't look forward to running into Cho at all.

"That's them," said Lenore.

"And Oliver," said Ginny, sighing. Lenore giggled and sighed. Harry rolled his eyes and turned to Fred and George.

"So Oliver's joined the Order."

"Yep. But we'd best be gone, need to get to business." Fred then conjured a pair of scissors and snipped a few nails as George calmed the animal. Harry watched in mild amusement.

"Well, then, see you later," said Fred as he inserted the nails into his pocket. George handed the griffin's leash to Ginny and the two apparated with a loud pop to the front door.

"Right, then," said Lenore, eyeing the griffin suspiciously as it pawed the floor.

"Let's get this thing upstairs," said Ginny. "C'mon, lion eagle thing, come on! Let's go upstairs! Come on, walk, it isn't hard!" She then sighed in frustration as the griffin refused to budge. "Really!" she exclaimed. "A hippogriff is one thing, but then Mundungus accidentally hatches a Basilisk, and now a griffin! What's next, a lethifold?" Harry laughed at Ginny's uncanny sense of humor. "Harry," she said exasperatedly. "You tell it to go!"

"Why me?" asked Harry, smiling.

"Well, you can talk to snakes; maybe you talk to Griffins too!" Harry laughed.

"You are a parselmouth?" asked Lenore, impressed. "Wow!"

"Long story," said Harry. "Ginny, you were right about one thing."

"What's that?"

"This place has gotten hectic!"

"You're telling me," said the girls at the same time.