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Author's note: annielisey16 thank you for writing again but now I am sorry to tell you that this really isn't supposed to make any sense, so you will not come to like this if you do not like it up to now, but don't worry, I am not forcing you to read this! ;-)

To all my other readers: I am sorry to tell you that I am totally blocked right now... hates writers block so the updates might take a while from now on...

Chapter three

After this disastrous wedding day everyone went back to their work or whatever.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Lupin, Tonks and well, a lot of the others went back to the new Order of the Phoenix Headquarters.

As they couldn't use the house at Grimmauld place anymore they had decided to choose a place where Lord Voldemort would never search for them.

It was not only top secret but also very practical, since they could wash their laundry while waiting for anyone to say something interesting or important.

A muggle launderette was really a perfect place to talk about all the details of the war!

Anyway, since Dumbledore was not able to lead the order right then McGonagall went to the front and started talking: "So, Voldemort is still getting more and more powerful, the ministry doesn't do anything effective other than imprisoning innocent people, which is good for them because they're safer in Azkaban than anywhere else, and Dumbledore is dead… but there are also good news!"

Everyone held his or her breath looking at the woman and hoping she'd continue.

"Well, first, Dumbledore's last will has been found… everything goes to Harry, although I have to say that there really isn't that much he really owned…"

Harry was happy, all the others were bored because they were not affected at all by this and Ron and Hermione were spotted smooching in the corner once again.

"Oh, and the shopkeeper said that we can have fabric softener for free because we're here so often!" McGonagall said ending her speech.

Everyone cheered and went to get their laundry done finally.

Harry felt very happy that he had really asked his aunt to show him how to wash clothing then!

Anyway, all the machines were taken already so he sat and waited. As Minerva came close enough he asked her finally: "So, what did I inherit this time?"

"Machine three!" the woman answered.

"He owned a washing machine?" Harry asked disbelieving.

"No, but he left you his laundry… and since it was dirty I thought that I'd wash it for you!" she explained.

Harry nodded and hoped that the old woman would go away soon because right then she was freaking him out.

When he heard the signal tone of machine three Harry went over to see what the old headmaster had left him.

While he was on his way he passed Tonks by who was flirting with Mad Eye Moody.

"Err... don't you care?" he asked Lupin.

Remus shrugged lightly: "Not really, she explained to me that it was just a big confusion right from the start because Moony and Moody sound so similar!"

"Wow, you're taking it really well!" Harry stated admiringly.

Lupin looked at him and raised an eyebrow: "I've eaten my chocolate supplies for the next three months already, now I feel fine again… who needs women anyway? I'm better off with my chocolate!"

Then he wiped away a tear and turned around just to run into an approximately 20 year old Australian, who would try to be a Mary-Sue for the rest of the chapters, or at least get some chocolate herself.

Harry rolled his eyes as the Australian Fangirl convinced Lupin to feed her some of his left over chocolate and continued his way to the washing machine.

Once he had Dumbledore's laundry out of the machine and his own into it he went to look what he had inherited exactly.

He was shocked! The Horror! The unbelievable cruelty!
"NO ONE REALLY EXPECTS ME TO WEAR THOSE, DO THEY?" Harry exclaimed in shock and held some of Dumbledore's robes with star pattern as far as he could from his body.

Everyone seemed to ignore him however, so this would be another problem he would have to solve all by himself.

Then he went on looking through the basket filled with clothing.

"Boxer shorts…" he mumbled "He's left me his old boxer shorts… hey, what's that?"

He had just discovered that there was a name written on them 'Godric Gryffindor'.

Harry held his breath as he noticed that there was also something else written under the name 'I would never use this as a Horcrux, so don't bother destroying these' signed Tom Marvolo Riddle or Lord Voldemort.

Suddenly someone looked over Harry's shoulder. It was Ginny Weasley.

"Hey, you inherited Dumbledore's lucky boxers!" she stated.

Harry looked at her disbelieving: "How do you know this?"

"Well, you know, in our last year he was so busy to explain everything to everyone, and I was in detention… AND I HADN'T ASKED FOR THE STORY, OKAY?" Ginny explained.

Harry giggled. He thought this was very hilarious and also ridiculous to say the least, but by then he was used to crazy things.

He merely shrugged and put the stuff into his trunk as well because he thought that it might have some meaning for the story as it went on.

"So, Harry, will you go back to Hogwarts or will you not?" Hermione asked all of a sudden, because she thought she had had too little to say in the last few chapters.

Harry shrugged: "I am not sure, but if I go back I will not be able to search for Voldemort and Snape… oh, wait I don't need to search for Snape anymore… anyway, the Horcruxes won't come to me, but well, I might go back to school, what's a year without any magical education and any quotes from 'Hogwarts a history'?"

"Now you mention it, did you know that one cannot…" Hermione began.

"Apparate or Disapparate on Hogwarts ground… even I know that now, Hermione!" Ron stated. He had felt lonely since she had left the corner and he also wanted to say something for once.

Hermione pouted and ran off to the girls bathroom crying.

"She does this every time!" Ron complained.

"Spider!" Ginny shouted.

Ron jumped to the ceiling.

"You do THIS every time!" she said and threw her hair over her shoulder walking after Hermione.

Harry could only wonder what had happened to the chapter which had started soooooooooooooooooooooooooo seriously!

He hoped it would be over soon now, because he couldn't think of anything funny to say and everyone would expect that he as a main character would say something sooner or later.

Then there was the fade out of the scene and Harry sighed relieved.