Ron walked into the living room the next morning and screamed. Oliver Wood was sitting on the couch with his arm around Ginny who was holding Kallie in her arms. All three of them were sleeping. Ron screamed out of pure and utter shock. His sister was sleeping in the arms of Oliver Wood, well, sort of. Fred and Katie came running downstairs followed closely by George and Alicia. "What's going on?" Fred demanded.

"Why did you have to scream like the devil was at your heals?" Katie said. "It's only seven in the morning."

Ron just pointed to the couch in silence. George's mouth fell open and Fred whispered, "Oh dear Lord!"

Oliver's eyes flew open as he heard loud voices. Ginny and Kallie were still asleep. Then he looked up and saw Ron, Fred, Katie, George, and Alicia standing there. "What are you doing with my sister?" George demanded hotly. "Why are you and she sleeping on the same couch?"

"She got upset in the middle of the night," Oliver said slowly. "It was about Michael Corner coming yesterday and I was comforting her. In addition, we fell asleep. It was nothing more."

George glared at him. "I'd like to hear Ginny's version of that story but you do sound pretty believable."

Alicia put her head on her husband's shoulder. "George, I trust him. He is a good man. He would not do that with your sister. George, he is an honest man. Just trust him. He is your friend after all. In addition, it makes sense that seeing Michael would upset Ginny. He did mess up her life entirely."

Oliver said, "Fred, George, Ron, I have nothing but respect for your sister. I didn't mean to fall asleep with her."

"Besides," Katie said. "They were both sitting on the couch. It is fine. Ollie isn't a jerk like Michael."

Oliver sighed in relief. The women who could convince Fred and George to do anything were defending him. He was safe. Just then, he felt Ginny stirring next to him. She opened her eyes. "What time is it?" she murmured.

"About seven," George said.

"In the morning?" she asked.

Oliver nodded. She moaned and slammed her head into his arm. "Ugh, I haven't slept this late since Kallie was born." She looked at the baby in her arms. "And she's still asleep! She hasn't slept this late in years."

"Look at her!" George said. "She's leaning her head against Oliver's chest."

Ginny nodded. "She seems to like him for some reason. When she woke up to eat this morning, I fed her and after I burped her, she fell asleep sucking on Oliver's fingers."

Katie smiled. "So Oliver, when's the wedding?"

"What?" Oliver gasped. "The wedding?"

"Yeah," Alicia said. "The wedding, you're the first man whose fingers Callie has ever sucked. She will not even suck her uncles' fingers, Harry's, or Dad Weasley. She only sucks her mother's fingers. She won't even suck Mum Weasley's fingers."

Oliver gasped. "I'm only the second person whose fingers she's sucked. Whoa, so she really likes me."

Ginny smiled. "Yeah, she does. That is the kind of girl she is. She is very picky about who she likes."

Oliver went home after breakfast. When he got there, there was an owl from Professor Dumbledore waiting for him. Oliver took the letter off the owl's leg and read it.

Dear Oliver,

Greetings. I will be sending Minerva over to your flat in the next few days with the teacher's manuals for the Arithmancy courses. Please arrive at Hogwarts by August 20 for staff meetings. Please send me a letter telling me when I should have Minerva bring the books to your flat.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts

Oliver looked at the table where Professor Dumbledore's owl sat waiting. There was a snowy white owl sitting there. Oliver immediately recognized it as Harry and Hermione's owl, Hedwig. Oliver realized that Hedwig had to be about eleven years old seeing as Harry had bought her when he was eleven and now he was twenty-two. Harry and Hermione would probably need to buy a new owl soon. He took the letter off Hedwig's leg and read it.

Oliver,

Congratulations on being offered the job at Hogwarts. To celebrate, Hermione and I would like you to join us for dinner tomorrow night at six o'clock. Sirius would love to see his godfather; I know he misses you. He is just learning to talk. You should see him; he is so cute. He can only say things like "Mama" and "Papa." He calls Lillie "Willy" and James is "Boo." Nevertheless, the other day he looked at me and said, "Where Owie?" which Hermione says means, "Where is Ollie?"

If you do come to dinner, Ginny and Kallie will be there. Before, when you have come to dinner, it has always been on nights when Ginny has to close down 3W and Callie is at her grandmother's but they will both be there tomorrow night. Remus may also be joining us for dinner but I do not know if he will come. It all depends. Well, owl me and let me know if you can come tomorrow night.

Sincerely,

Harry Potter

Oliver immediately replied to Harry saying he most certainly be at dinner the next evening. He missed his godson, Sirius Oliver Potter. Harry and Hermione had insisted giving Sirius the middle name "Oliver" and on Oliver Wood being his godfather because of Oliver's role in the battle in which Harry had killed Lord Voldemort. And it was because of Sirius birth that Oliver had decided to quit playing professional Quidditch.

Oliver then wrote to Professor Dumbledore telling him Professor McGonagall could come over the next day around noon. He smiled thinking of the two professors. For ages, he had, like everyone else, presumed that they were just very good friends. But two years after he graduated, he discovered that they were married. That summer he had discovered many things. He had discovered the Order of the Phoenix that summer.

Flashback

Oliver had gone over to the Weasleys for dinner. After dinner, Fred, George, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had gone out in the backyard to de-gnome the garden. They told Mrs. Weasley it would be fun. She just sighed and let them go. Once they were gone she said, "They just want to torture the gnomes. Those six!" She sighed. "Fred and George don't even live here anymore but whenever they're home they have to torture the gnomes."

Oliver was sitting in the living room talking to Bill when someone knocked on the door. Mrs. Weasley answered the door. "Remus! What a surprise!"

It was even more of a surprise for Oliver when his old Defense against the Dark Arts teacher walked into the room. Bill jumped up. "Remus! How are you?"

Professor Lupin, as Oliver had known him, smiled. "I've been well. I am here on business. Could you call Harry in here, Molly?"

Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Do you need anyone else?"

"Who else is out there?"

"The twins, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny."

"Get them all. This is big."

A minute later, Harry came in being closely trailed by Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and the twins. "What's the big new, Remus?" Harry said. "This better be better than last time when you finally decided to tell us that Dumbledore and McGonagall are married."

"Dumbledore and McGonagall are married?" Oliver asked.

"Yep, they've been married for like forty years," Ginny said offhandedly.

"And they never told the students?" Oliver said.

"Nope," Harry said sitting down next to Oliver. "It's a long story and I don't have that kind of time. Remus, is he allowed to hear what you're going to tell us?" He was pointing to Oliver. "He's not in the Order but he's a nice guy and he was in Gryffindor."

Remus looked at Oliver. "Son, have you ever heard of something called the Order of the Phoenix?"

Oliver shook his head slowly. "Never in my life, why?"

"Because you just found yourself in the middle of one of its meetings," a new voice said. Professor Dumbledore walked in closely followed by Professor McGonagall and Alastor Moody. "Everyone, sit down."

Everyone sat down and McGonagall spoke, "Wood, you can either leave now or stay and find out what the Order of the Phoenix is and join its ranks. This much I will tell you before you decide. The Order of the Phoenix is essentially an army for fighting Voldemort."

Oliver looked around the room at the faces gathered. This seemed real. He nodded. "I'll stay."

End Flashback

Oliver sighed remembering that night. He had found out what the Order of the Phoenix was and joined with them in fighting the Dark Side.

When Ginny got home, she found a letter from Dumbledore just like Oliver is waiting for her. She told him McGonagall could come by around dinnertime and stay for dinner. She showed Hermione the letter. "It's all right if she does that, isn't it?"

Hermione smiled. "Of course, I'm sure she'd love to see her godchildren. I should warn you though. Oliver is also coming to dinner. He wants to see his godson."

"All right," Ginny said. "That's fine. Hold it; who is Oliver's godson?"

"Sirius Oliver Potter," Hermione said. "It's in honor of the part he played in defeating Voldemort."

Ginny nodded. "And Lily and James are McGonagall's godchildren."

"James Albus Potter and Liliana or Lillie, Minerva Potter, their godparents are Dumbledore and McGonagall."

Ginny nodded. "Well, I need to get to work. Someone has to open up 3W, you know."

Ginny stood behind the counter of 3W. There were a few teenagers looking around but nothing interesting was happening. Most of their customers were teenaged boys. Suddenly, Fred walked out of the fireplace with Katie and their children, Arthur, Molly, and Maggie. "So, how's business?" he asked.

"Slow," Ginny replied. "Most people are just browsing. You know, it's one of those days."

Fred nodded. "Katie has to take the munchkins shopping, so I brought her in with me."

Ginny smiled. "Is George coming in today?"

"No," Fred said. "Apparently, he has to go check something out up at the Hogsmeade shop. Apparently, there was an explosion or something. It was huge mess, so he's going to deal with it."

Ginny nodded and watched as Katie and Fred kissed. Then Katie left with their children to go shopping. Fred came back behind the counter to join his little sister. "So, what do you think of Oliver Wood?"

She shrugged. "He's nice and he seems to like Kallie. Better yet, she seems to like him. In addition, he is handsome. He is a good person. I like him. I do not know. I guess I could date him; he seems like he'd be okay with dating a single mother and all."

"He would be," Fred said. "I talked to him this morning while you were upstairs getting dressed, all of us talked to him. He respects you and he is interested in you."

Ginny smiled. "Well, thanks for the lowdown. Now I have a question. Does he really have six younger sisters or was he just teasing me last night?"

"Oh he has six younger sisters," Fred said. "Six annoying bratty little sisters. They're all several years younger than him. The closest to him in age is eight years younger than him. When I was younger and you were annoying me, I would go over there and be instantly grateful that you were my sister. You do not spend hours talking about boys or doing your make-up. You are reasonable. In fact, compared to them, you're an angel."

"I didn't know he had siblings. I thought he was an only child."

"Yeah, well, see if you only ever saw him at Quidditch stuff, you'd think that because his sisters never go to that kind of stuff. He thinks they're just dumb blondes."

"Are they blondes?"

"Most of them, yeah," said a lilting Scottish accent.

Ginny looked up and saw Oliver Wood. Fred ran to him. "Oliver, I must show you our latest products to arrive."

"Or rather that you and George have invented," Ginny muttered. "You make all your products in the back room."

"Please ignore my sister. She believes in being honest," Fred said.

Oliver smiled. "I don't have a problem with honest people. I was actually on my way to flourish and Blots when I saw Michael Corner headed this way and I thought I'd stop in and warn you two."

Fred nodded. "Ginny, go in the back and do something there. Oliver, act natural, like a regular customer."

Ginny went in the back room barely a minute before Michael walked in. He walked up to Fred. "How's your sister?"

"Leave now and never come back," Fred said coldly. "I reserve the right to expel customers from my shop forcibly and I will do that if you don't leave now. Stop bothering my sister. Last night, she told you she never wanted to see you again. Just leave her alone."

"But I have a right to see my daughter," Michael said.

"What if she isn't your daughter?" Oliver said.

"What?" Michael said. "But she got pregnant right after that night with me."

"And she spent the next week with me," Oliver said. "Kallie is my daughter; I just didn't know about her until last night. I'd been out of town with the National Team for the past ten months."

Michael looked at him. "Are you serious?"

"Of course he's serious," Fred said. "That kid has Oliver's eyes most definitely. Now, shoo, get out of here."

After Michael left, Ginny flew out of the back room. "Oliver, why did you say that? Why did you say you were Kallie's father?"

"I figured Michael wouldn't leave you alone as long as he thought he was Callie's father and besides he doesn't deserve you and Kallie, so I had to come up with a reason for him to get out of your life."

Ginny hugged Oliver. "Thank you so much, Oliver. You have no idea how much this means to me." She kissed his cheek. "Thank you."

He hugged her back. "You're welcome. Ginny, it is the least I could do for a friend. You don't deserve a jerk like him."

Fred nodded. "You deserve so much more, so much better. You deserve someone like Oliver. You know what? You two should try dating each other, especially if Oliver is Kallie's father," he said with a wink.

Ginny slugged Fred playfully. "Fred, you're too much." Then she kissed Oliver's cheek again. "Oliver, you're the best."

An- Chapter 2 is up. I am hoping to revise two chapters every day or every other day. I got a review in with in like 10 minutes of putting the story up so I am open to disagreement about my story. I am also sorry if you like Calandra Rose, but I was thinking today, when she gets older, Callie Wood does not sound very flowing to me. I think that Kallie will use Kayleigh and might go by ether Elle for her middle name (Estelle) or Kallie to close friends and family.

Sam