Slight Recap:

"What in the hell is going on?"

George's brain seemed to be having a bit of trouble taking in the scene within the library. His left eye twitched as the kids all froze in place. As one, the still awake youngsters turned to look at him and George suddenly felt guilty for just leaving his brother earlier... But at least he was smart enough to realize that kids moving as one like that, when not twins at least, were creepy!

Slamming the doors of the library closed, George whipped out his wand and cast a quick locking charm. He backed up. This was definitely an Order emergency! Summoning forth his Patronus, George gave clear, and urgent instructions to the brilliant creature and sagged against the wall as it departed.

Now all he had to do was make sure they stayed in there until reinforcements arrived!

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Inside the newly locked room, the kids all shared a look. They new this couldn't be good and they turned to their self-appointed Queen and her King for answers.

Minerva paced. "This can't be good.. He's gone to do something, we need to be ready for him."

Like a miniature general, she started shooing the younger ones to guard the sleepers. Fred and Lee were shoved over to the side and guarded by the dubious abilities of Mrs Black. The area around the doors was cleared of any food that could be slipped on and those that had discovered their animagus or hybrid forms shifted.

It took less than ten minutes for the kids to have the door guarded, all those awake and energetic enough ready to pounce as soon as the doors opened. They knew that the twin would return... If for no other reason than to save his brother.

Five minutes of waiting and the fidgetting started... Where was he?

Another minute...

And another...

SLAM!

The doors banged open and the tense kids all fell over in shock!

Before they could right theirselves and carry out their perfect plan to capture George, they learned the folly of their ways...

For in the doorway stood George Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, Alicia Spinnet and Oliver Wood!

Like any good beater worth his weight in bludgers, George had called on the best Gryffindor Quidditch Team for assistance!

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"Really, Fred... What were you thinking? Twenty against one, honestly!" Alicia tried her hardest not to laugh as she untied the squirming Fred Weasley from his prison.

"I thought they were actually going to behave..." Fred's voice was rough from being gagged with a roll for nearly six hours.

"Why didn't you just eat the roll?" Angelina wondered as she finished untying Lee from the chair.

Shaking crumbs out of his hair, Lee grinned. "Trying to watch my weight..."

Katie snorted as she and Oliver carried the sleeping kids out of the room. "The day you watch your weight Lee, is the day you stop commentating!"

Oliver still couldn't do more than laugh at the entire situation. "I swear I thought Voldemort had returned with the urgency Prints put into that message."

"C'mon, Alicia... Hurry." Fred whined and, as soon as he was free, he tore out of the room like a bullet. Moments later a loud sigh of relief could be heard. More than one of the girls blushed.

A sound suspiciously like a giggle came from Lee. "Glad I was only trapped about an hour or so..."

"Well this place is a mess. I dare say that trying to make the kids clean it will only make things worse so..." George waved his wand a couple times, cleaning up the library. A silencing charm was thrown on Mrs Black and the curtains around her portrait were closed.

"George, the kids are filthy. They need baths and some form of punishment."

Katie nodded at Angelina's comment. "Angelina, Alicia and I will transfigure their clothes to fi..."

Katie's words were cut off mid-sentence by irate French screeches. Automatically all eyes turned to where they had last seen Fleur and they blinked.

"Umm... Fleur?"

"Why in the hell did you leave him in charge?" The irate French woman demanded... Woman?

Somehow, Fleur had reverted to normal; Oliver and Lee suddenly became useless as the Veela's charms were once more active. Fleur was still wearing what she had donned while playing Princess and the clothing did much to show off her attributes...

George looked hopefully at Fred. "Does this mean everyone else will turn back soon?" The twins started staring at the other kids, but they remained unchanged.

Meanwhile, Fleur was in a fine French fit. The Veela woman screamed many indignaties that she blamed solely on the twins before storming from the library. Her parting words indicated that she was going to see her mother and wouldn't speak to them again until the real Bill returned.

Once she was gone, Lee and Oliver snapped out of their dazes.

Scowling at Oliver, Katie deposited a very messy Harry Potter into his arms. "Go get him cleaned up." She ordered, feeling that the Keeper could be trusted not to damage his favorite Seeker during such a task.

"Seeing as they've feasted all day... Maybe you should make them have to skip dinner tonight?" Angelina's thoughtful suggestion was met by horrified looks from Fred and George.

"No way!"

"Never! If they want dinner, they get it!"

Seeing the twins' reactions, Angelina was abruptly reminded of things and had the grace to blush. "Sorry, I forgot..."

Mollified, George and Fred gave her a quick hug before turning back to the task of getting the kids cleaned and deciding on proper punishments.

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It wasn't until the next morning that the punishments were given. The kids ended up falling asleep after the suprisingly lengthy task of getting them cleaned up and properly fed. So the currently physical adults gathered together to discuss punishments.

Moody was apparently still locked in hiding or just plain missing and wouldn't be any help. Since it was horribly obvious that the twins couldn't handle nineteen children on their own while trying to find a cure, the team decided to hang around as much as possible.

Fred and George were very happy and promised many things in return... Such as free sweets from their shop, tickets to the next world cup, and even their first born children.

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At any rate, the next morning after breakfast...

"Nooo!" The anguished screams from three of the nineteen were heartbreaking. "You can't take away the books!"

"But my mum's in there!" Sirius didn't know where his real mum was, the portrait hadn't told him, but it was all he had of her at the moment.

"Sirius, you can have supervised visits to see your mother's portrait. But the library is off limits until we say so as part of the punishment."

More pained cries were heard as the kids were separated into different groups. Each group would be under the specific watch of one of the adults at all times. Molly was in tears when she learned that she wasn't going to be allowed into the kitchen again. Harry was hyperventilating at the thought that they would stick him in a cupboard. Remus, Hermione and Severus were mourning the books... By the time breakfast was over, none of the children were happy and all now had chores.

Angelina took Ron, Kingsley, Albus, Minerva and Molly upstairs to start cleaning the bathrooms.

Oliver took Harry, Charlie, Bill, Draco and Sirius outside to move rocks from the area adult Molly wanted to plant a garden in during the coming spring.

Alicia went with Ginny, Neville, Luna and Colin to wash the clothes that had gotten filthy the day before... By hand.

That left Katie to take Hermione, Arthur, Remus, Nymphadora and Severus upstairs and start cleaning the rooms the kids were using.

With matching sighs of relief, George and Fred went to their lab with an orange kitten in tow. They had a cure to brew.

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"Too bad that wretched Veela left. Woulda been nice to see what caused her to turn back while the others are still midgets." George was only half paying attention to the work, petting the purring Crookshanks that was sitting on his blank parchment.

Fred was reading over the notes George had gotten the day before during his work. "That's just it though. The reason she turned back early is because she's a Veela."

George perked up. "Good point. If it runs along the same lines... Then maybe Remus will be turning back soon, too."

"Brilliant! Can't wait to tease him about that wolf dance yesterday..." Fred seemed miffed about the situation.

"Would be nice if Hermione didn't have such a thing for chocolate. She'd have already had the cure made. Even Snape would have been helpful."

"I wouldn't count on that, mate. After all, it took him bloody near two months to cure us of the original Animality potion."

"True... But then again, I think he only took so long on it because he got a vacation from students for a month while working on the cure..."

Pausing, Fred looked up. "You know, I don't doubt that one bit..." He looked more through the notes. "It looks like you're on a lead here with the memory cure. That in itself would be helpful."

Putting Crookshanks down, George started working again. "When they're cured... I say we ask her."

George didn't have to clarify who he was talking about and Fred looked rather surprised. "Are you sure? I thought we were going to wait until she graduated?"

"We've been together two bloody years... Why wait to ask longer?"

After a moment, Fred nodded. "Right. We'll ask her when they're cured."

Sharing a grin, the twins turned back to work with a renewed sense of purpose.

A/N: I've decided I hate my spellcheck, since I'm tired of it trying to tell me that names and Harry Potter terms are misspellings, so I didn't run this one through it either. I might get off my lazy rear end and run the next one through... Sorry if this one was a bit crappy, I had to get some ideas for a third installment in the Animality series out of my mind before I could write this chapter.

Once again, thank you to all my reviewers. There aren't many more chapters in this story, just because my muse is taking more of an interest in the next installment. I really like the Animality reality. Enough at least that I'm toying with the idea of writing down their version of the Final Battle...