Harry began panting and shaking with anger and astonishment. Voldemort was finally gone. The Crumple-Horned Snorkack was stepping on more Death Eaters, while the Order members were fighting off a few remaining followers. Harry turned around slowly, to see who had shouted at him. His eyes rested on Kim and blinked several times. Kim smiled at him through tearstained eyes. There was a pause with an intake of breath before Kim ran over to Harry and he kissed her furiously.
Kim could almost hear Lily saying, "Oh, look, James!" Kim smiled in her head.
Finally, they broke apart, "How did you-?"
"I'll explain later," she replied, urgently. "Let's go kick some Death Eater butt!" she exclaimed with a cheesy grin and a fake punch in the air and ran over to the flower pot, taking her father in his jar out. He was still squeaking madly. She shoved him roughly into her pocket and then ran over to go help out the members of the Order. But not by fighting.
"He's dead!" she shouted, jumping onto a breaking table. "VOLDEMORT IS DEAD!"
The Death Eaters all stopped in their tracks and stared at Kim in fear. Then they all scampered, but were stopped in their tracks by everyone who yelled "IMPEDIMENTA!" at that very moment. Then a few people collapsed.
"Harry," Kim whispered quietly as Sirius ran over to Harry, "I met your parents..."
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It had been a relief when everything had been sorted out. Since every single one of the Death Eaters had been at what was supposed to be Salazar Slytherin's re-awakening party, all of them had been caught. Those who were not dead were sent to Azkaban, where the Dementors did not guard any longer, but instead was guarded by security trolls.
They needn't have bothered, however, since the Dementors were used for one purpose: the Kiss. The followers each had the Dementor's Kiss performed upon them and were sent straight off to Azkaban without any souls.
Kim had gone to visit Draco in Azkaban and was slightly alarmed at his state. She never went back again, except to visit his funeral when he died three years later.
Only one Order of the Phoenix member died... Doris Crockford. Mad-Eye almost died, as well, due to severe injuries, and almost everyone had to spend time in St. Mungo's. Luckily, they all pulled through, and those that were not injured (Lupin, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, George, Fred, Nassandra, Dumbledore, Sirius, Harry, Lance, Luna, Emmeline, and Kim), all headed off to Grimmauld Place, using a broken fireplace with Floo Powder and Apparating.
When they were there, everyone welcomed Sirius back, but none more than Harry, who almost began to cry into him. Nassandra, however, welcomed him in an odd way:
"Hi, I'm your daughter. Remember Cairo Skywolf? Well, Remus said it was your fault, so here I am!"
Sirius nearly fainted. He accepted it very well, however, and Nassandra looked pleased... Sirius, however, wasn't so happy when all six of Nassandra's children came tumbling inside and she told them to meet their grandfather.
"I feel old," he complained, making everyone laugh.
Lance, Luna, and Crumpy were all given lots of compliments on their exceptional performance and perfect timing. Emmeline even went so far as to say that Lance was her favorite son (it took Lance an entire minute to remember that he was her only son).
Dumbledore appeared into the room at that moment and addressed everyone. He began with Harry: "Harry, you have shown exceptional bravery, once again." Kim beamed at him. "And we are now sure that the entire wizarding world is safe from the evil Voldemort has created." He turned to Kim, "Miss Pettigrew, we will need yours and Severus's vouch that every Death Eater has been brought to justice-"
"Wait a second," Sirius interrupted, looking at Kim warily, "Pettigrew-?"
"Yeah, Black, problem?" she asked coolly.
Sirius growled at her and she ignored him and turned back to Dumbledore, whose blue eyes were twinkling.
"Every Death Eater is accounted for," Snape said, sliding into the room as though on wheels. "Except-" he glanced at Kim "-Pettigrew."
"Why, I've got him right here," Kim announced, pulling and frantic rat in a jar from her pocket.
Lupin started; Harry gazed at the rat with utmost loathing; Sirius growled; a few looks of general, all-around hate were sent in the direction of the rat. Kim tossed the jar into the air and caught it again before slipping it back into her pocket.
"Don't you think that's a bit cruel-" Nassandra began.
"No," everyone said at once and Kim forced herself to look blank and pulled her face into expressionless contortion.
"In light of the events," Dumbledore said then, "Peter may be turned in and Sirius's name will be cleared." Sirius looked as though his birthday had come early. "The Order of the Phoenix may disband-" Nassandra, Fred and George looked disappointed "-and we will all be able to, once more, return to our normal lives. I will be expecting a few weddings..."
Dumbledore lowered his glasses a bit and peered around the room as a few people laughed. Then he swept out of the door and towards the Ministry of Magic to inform them of what had taken place in the Department of Mysteries, and of Peter Pettigrew still being alive. Kim gave Dumbledore the jar with her father inside, and then he disappeared out the door as it slammed behind him, making Mrs. Black begin shrieking again.
Sirius made a noise like an angry dog and ran into the room, with Nassandra at his tail.
"HALF-BREEDS, SCUM!" she cried. "DIRT AND FILTH OF THE-" She stopped when she saw Sirius, before beginning to screech again. "HE COMES BACK! WHY DOES HE LIVE?"
"Shut-up, you old hag!" Sirius ordered, slamming the curtains over her portrait, causing her screams to cease. He shook his head darkly and shuddered.
"It's okay, dad," Nassandra said, putting a hand on his shoulder.
He peered at her and her orange nosering. "D'you mind getting rid of that thing?"
"What, this?" she asked, poking the nosering, "never."
Sirius sighed and buried his hands in his face, while Lupin came over and embraced him in a brotherly way, welcoming him back.
"It's good to see you back, Padfoot," he said, smiling.
"It'll be better to be back once I'm out of here," Sirius replied balefully.
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Sirius Black was set free over the course of the following week, once the Ministry had gotten enough proof. It was not on the front headline of the newspapers until the next month, and was simply in the smaller articles, due to the fact that every newspaper wanted to tell about Voldemort's spectacular fall, so it was advised that Sirius lay low a bit.
The moment that it did reach the headlines, however, Sirius received quite a lot of mail, saying that various peoples from all over Britain were sorry for believing him a murderer. Sirius finally came out of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place and got a haircut. Then he went to the Three Broomsticks with almost everyone from the Order and ordered almost everything they had. Then he looked into buying a new house and getting a job.
"You realize," he said to Harry, "that since Voldemort is gone, you don't have to go to the Dursleys." Harry grinned from ear to ear. "So, if you want to, you're welcome to stay with me until you get your own house."
"You know my answer, Sirius," Harry replied, still grinning.
"Of course, you might get your own house sooner, rather than later," he glanced at Kim, who was talking to Nassandra, who was teaching her to feed Zute and Zilch, who were fussy eaters.
Harry blushed scarlet at the memory. Sirius had been baby-sitting for Nassandra the previous night, when she'd gone on a double date with George, and Angelina Johnson, who went with Fred. He'd walked into Harry's room, with Nassandra's children crawling all over him to see if Harry would be able to help, only to find Harry and Kim kissing furiously on his bed.
Sirius clapped a hand on Harry's shoulder and went to leave the room because Zilch had just started crying, and the twins' crying often gave him a headache, but it was when Sirius asked who the heck the father of all of Nassandra's kids was, when the real pandemonium broke out:
"Well, they've all got different fathers," she replied slowly, peering at each one of them, "except for the twins, obviously, their father is Theodore Nott... yes, I know he's in your year, Harry... I'm not really sure WHO Eleven's father is... Celtelusios's father is Malfoy... no, not Draco, his father... er... Moonunit's father is Karl... did you really kill him, Kim?"
Kim nodded happily and Harry looked torn between pleased and taken aback.
"And then... who's missing? Oh, REVENGE, GET OVER HERE!" she yelled and grabbed the squirming girl.
"Er, Nassandra, I really don't think you should say who Revenge's father is," Kim interrupted tensely. She knew what Sirius thought of him...
"Why?" Nassandra asked, puzzled, "does he have a grudge against Snape, or something?"
"SNAPE?" Sirius roared, turning very red.
"Well we were all very drunk," Nassandra explained slowly and happily, as though remembering the time, "... even Kim was drunk..." Kim blushed scarlet as Nassandra continued, "I even think Voldemort was drunk..."
Sirius had been very disturbed, and groaned, realizing that he was related to Snape. Harry was very disturbed as well.
"I don't really remember much about that day," Nassandra said, thoughtfully, "only that everyone was drinking a whole lot of firewhiskey. I was fifteen, and Kim was twelve... I don't think I've ever seen you dance like that, Kim..." Kim blushed a deeper red and looked pointedly at her feet.
"Stuff it, Nassandra," she said quietly and Nassandra obliged.
She then turned to her father, "So, if you're getting a new house, what's going to happen to this one?"
"It's up to you," he replied, still looking a bit peeved, "it's yours."
"Oh, goodies!" she cried, "I'll live in it. It's almost entirely cleaned out!"
Kim laughed and Sirius plainly thought that the two of them were crazy.
"Sure," he said faintly, "I've already found a house just outside of Godric's Hollow. I'm moving in about a week from now. You can live in the house for awhile, then..."
"Oh, goodies," she said, happily. "And if you'll think about it, the Black family line does go on... I mean, Celtelusios and Zilch are both boys, so they'll keep that last name..."
Sirius looked rather pained at the moment and Kim suddenly realized that she had no home to go to.
"I'll be upstairs getting packed," she said, quietly, "I've got to get back to school tomorrow."
"D'you need a ride?" Sirius asked. He had forgotten his grudge on Peter for her sake… and mostly for Harry's.
"No, I can just Apparate there," she replied slowly, then shook her head sadly and walked up the stairs.
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"What's wrong, Kim?" Harry asked, worriedly on the train to Hogwarts.
"I've got no home, anymore," she replied, staring out the window. "At least before I could go to my dad's house, even though it was small, and call it home. But now I'm living with Nassandra and her kids."
"You could probably live with me," Harry offered. "Once I get out of school, I'm going to try and rebuild my parents' old house and live with Sirius in the meantime."
Kim smiled but said nothing and simply watched the landscape go by.
"Just think about it," Harry said with a sigh as Ron and Hermione came into the compartment. Ron looked fazed and Hermione looked bubbly and happy.
"We're getting married," she announced, showing off her ring to the two of them as Ginny came in, "Ron's just proposed."
"Congratulations," Harry, Ginny, and Kim all said at once. Hermione beamed and Ron continued to have a far-away look on his face.
"When are you going to have your wedding?" Harry asked, laughing at Ron's sudden start.
"No clue, yet," Hermione replied, happily.
"Can we have a fellytone?" Ron asked suddenly.
"Telephone, Ron," Hermione contradicted.
Everyone simply laughed. They were already married at heart.