An- sorry for the lack of updates, my computer crashed causing me to lose everything so I'm going to try to get things back on track…

A month later, everyone was gathered at the Burrow for a farewell dinner before Oliver and Ginny left for Hogwarts. The pair had been dating for the past month and to quote Harry, "Kallie loves Oliver as much as she loves her own mother." It was true too. Kallie would cling to Oliver whenever he came over. "When Kallie starts talking," Fred said watching Oliver with his niece one day. "She's going to call Ollie daddy." Things were certainly headed in that direction.

The only problem was that Michael Corner had gone to all the wizarding tabloids and told them that the famous Oliver Wood, keeper for Puddlemore United, had fathered a child with Ginny Weasley. Now whenever Oliver went out in public, people hounded him asking him if the rumors were true. When he went out in public with Ginny, people followed them around taking their pictures. And people's favorite thing was when Oliver and Ginny went out in public with Kallie. People with cameras, especially reporters, followed them around. After one day of being followed all over Diagon Alley, Oliver said to Ginny, "I wish we could move to the States where no one knows about this."

"Hun," Ginny said. "I think they know about this over there too. I don't think there's any way we can get out of this."

Oliver sighed. "I just want to spend some time getting to know you without people following us around with cameras."

"Now I know how Harry felt his second year when Colin Creevey followed him around with a camera constantly," Ginny said, kissing her baby. "I just wish that there was a way to keep Kallie out of this. She doesn't deserve this."

Oliver kissed the baby's forehead and smiled to see her smile. "She's such a sweet baby. I love her so much and this is so unfair to her. Why did this whole mess have to get started? Couldn't Michael just leave us alone after I told him Kallie was my daughter? Why did he have to go to the papers with it?"

Ginny sighed. "Because he's a creep and he can't stand to just things go. He wants to hurt me for some sick reason."

"He's a soulless creep as I keep telling you," Oliver said. Then he kissed Ginny.

Fred and George spent most of the party demonstrating the products they were launching later in their Hogsmeade shop in October at the same time as the first Hogwarts Hogsmeade weekend. They had new fireworks that doubled as dungbombs but when used as dungbombs didn't have any firework effects or if used as fireworks had no dungbomb effects. "They're the perfect mischief makers," Fred said.

Oliver shook his head. "I wonder how many of those will go off in my classes. Those things really could become my worst nightmare."

Fred sighed. "Drat! I was hoping that the Weasley brothers were your worst nightmare."

"I thought you wanted me to marry your sister," Oliver countered.

"Oh, I do," said a smiling Fred. "But you're still supposed to be scared witless of us. After all, we are Ginny's fierce defenders. If her honor is defiled in any way or she is embarrassed or humiliated in any way, shape, or form, we will immediately come to her aid with wands at the ready."

"Yes, sir," Oliver said. "Fred, I respect your sister far too much to defile her honor in any way, shape, or form and I'd hate to humiliate her at all, for any reason."

Fred looked Oliver over from head to toe. "You look like an honest man. I think I'll trust you."

"You look like a crazy man to me," Oliver said, looking Fred over from head to toe. "I think I'll pretend I don't know you."

Fred stuck his tongue out at Oliver. "Maybe I'll put a sign on the Dung-Works that says 'Please use these most frequently in Professor Wood's classes.'"

"Maybe I'll use them in your shop," Oliver countered. "I'd use them in your house, but I love my cousin very much and I don't want to hurt her nose."

Katie smiled. "Thanks, Oliver. But I should remind you; my nose suffers enough when he works with all his dungbomb creations."

"You poor dear," Bill said. "Why did you marry this chap in the first place?"

"I don't know," Katie said. "I love him, but I'm not sure why. Fred, why do I love you?"

"Because underneath this terrible odor is a heart of gold," Fred said. "And besides I am the most amazing man you've ever met in your life."

Alicia said, "Well, it seems to me that it's your twin brother who is the most amazing man I've ever met in my life. I don't know what I'd do if I wasn't married to George. I mean, sure, you're both crazy, but that's half your charm."

George said, "So you love me because I'm a crazy eccentric?"

Alicia kissed him. Then she said, "It took you five years of marriage to figure that out? George Stephen Weasley, you sure are slow on the uptake. But I still love you. Maybe I even love you more because of that."

Bill looked at Angelina suspiciously. "Why exactly do you love me?"

Angelina shrugged. "You play Quidditch, you're handsome, you're funny, you're a decent guy, and you're not part of Gred and Forge."

Bill smiled. "I guess that's a good reason."

Charlie looked at Maya. "Why do you love me?"

She smiled. "Well, it's not because you're tall, dark, and handsome. Probably it's because you can handle dragons. It's not every day that you meet a guy who can control dragons. I like that in a guy. You're not afraid of anything."

Charlie smiled and kissed his wife. "You're an amazing woman."

"Well, you're pretty amazing yourself," she replied.

Ron looked at Luna. "Are we on speaking terms?"

She smiled and shrugged. Then she kissed him. Fred said, "They're not on speaking terms but they are on kissing terms. How many people do you know who have relationships like that?"

His twin replied, "The only other people I know who are like that are Penny and Percy." He pointed to the couple that was making out sitting under a tree.

"Break it up, kids!" Charlie yelled. "We all know you two love each other, but there are small children around and they all seem to have eyes. They're very impressionable."

Percy and Penny didn't have any children yet, despite having been married for nearly six years. They had gotten married just before the start of Harry, Hermione, and Ron's sixth year. Meanwhile, Fred and George had both been married for five years and Fred had three children and George had two sets of twins. Bill and Angelina had been married for five years and they had three children. Charlie and Maya had been married for six years and they had four children. Mrs. Weasley was constantly reminding Percy that she wasn't getting any younger and while she had fifteen grandchildren, none of them were his children. She was after Ron to get married but with each passing week it looked less and less like Ron and Luna were going to get married. They were fighting more and more and Fred said, "The only real purpose for that relationship is for them to make-out and for Luna to get more camera time by being with the famous Ron Weasley who helped defeat Lord Voldemort."

Percy looked at his brothers. "I am allowed to kiss my wife when and where I please. Stop worrying about what your children see. It's not that big of a deal when two adults who love each other and are married are kissing each other."

Charlie sighed. "It is a problem for me when my five-year-old can see you two kissing. It may be perfectly natural but it opens up questions that I don't think my son is old enough to be asking. I don't mind it if you kiss Penny but please don't do it in public where I have to explain why Uncle Percy was sticking his hands down Aunt Penny's shirt."

Oliver moaned. "Charlie, please shut up. That was more information about Percy and Penny's relationship than I really ever wanted to know."

Ginny nodded. "I'm his sister and I didn't need that little tad of information. Charlie, the next time you see Percy doing something like that KEEP IT TO YOURSELF! I really do not need those mental images." She gripped her head and began shaking it. "Get that crap out of my head now!"

Oliver smiled. "Maybe Percy and Penny just go someplace else where their antics can't bother anyone."

"An excellent idea," Charlie agreed. (For those of you haven't picked up on this yet, Charlie now lives in England to be closer to his family and further from his in-laws.) "Percy, Penny, go home. Give Mum the grandchildren she wants."

Penny said, "But I don't want to have children. They're dirty and they take up your time. Besides, your mum already has fifteen grandchildren and I'm sure the rest of you wouldn't mind having more children. You're Weasleys; reproduction is your specialty. I mean George and Alicia have two sets of twins. You guys just sit around kicking out babies. Look at Ginny; she's not even married and she's already got a kid. You people just sit around having babies; you don't need Percy and me to have any kids to make this family any bigger."

Unwittingly, Penny had gone too far. All of her in-laws were looking daggers at her. Oliver was glaring at her with a look that, well, if looks could kill, Penny would have been dead the instant Oliver's eyes hit her. Even Percy was glaring at her. Penny was suddenly very frightened. "Look, I'm sorry."

"It's too late for sorry," said George glaring at her. "You insulted our family. No one insults the Weasleys and gets away with it."

Penny looked around at all the other faces in the backyard. Percy's eyes were filled with hurt and anger. Bill was looking daggers at her. Charlie looked like he'd like to sic a dragon on her. George and Fred were in murderous rages at her. Ron looked like he had been taken over by some evil spirit with all the anger in his eyes and face. His facial muscles were twitching like mad. Ginny, well, Ginny's face was a combination of everyone else's face but she was clinging to Oliver, as if to keep her from attacking Penny. Oliver had his arm wrapped defensively around his girlfriend's shoulders and well, his facial expressions have already been described. If looks could kill, Penny Clearwater-Weasley would be deader than dead. Harry and Hermione were giving off auras of pure and unadulterated wrath. Katie, Alicia, and Angelina were just disgusted with her. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley just looked so hurt.

For what seemed like an eternity, everyone just stood there staring at her. Then, Penny heard the clear voice of Bill Weasley. "Look, your husband already caused my mother enough pain when he abandoned the family seven years ago. We don't need you two to cause her any more pain. Just leave now before we do something to you that we will not regret."

Penny looked around again. Everyone seemed to be agreeing with Bill. She looked at Charlie desperately. He shook his head. "Leave, and take your husband with you. Just go away."

She turned to Oliver. They had been friends at Hogwarts. Surely he couldn't be siding with the Weasleys. "Oliver, we're friends. Come on. Back me up."

He spoke harshly and coldly, like ice. "Ginny and her daughter are not a joke." His words were precise and angry. "Just stop while you can. Just leave us alone. You and Percy have hurt this family enough."

"You're not a Weasley!"

"No, but I'm dating one and I have cousins who are married to Weasleys," Oliver said. "I'm not related to you in any way, shape, or form. Clearwater," he barked. "Blood is thicker than water. Now, leave the Weasleys alone."

Penny picked up her purse sadly and Apparated out of the Weasleys' yard. Percy looked at his family. "I'm going with her. I'm sorry about what she did but she's my wife and I need to go to her."

"More power to you," Harry said blankly. "Have fun with that choice."

Percy disapparated and immediately the tension released. Ginny moaned, "Why does everyone have to torture me about Kallie? Can't people just accept that she's my daughter and eventually I'll get married? When I get married, she'll have a father."

"Oliver," Fred teased. "Are you taking notes?"

Oliver laughed. "Well, if you'd get me some paper and a pencil, I would." He kissed Ginny's head.

Fred smiled. "I think he's won her heart." He pointed to Oliver who was holding Kallie on his left hip and had his right arm wrapped around Ginny.

George nodded. "She's off the deep end for him."

"He's a good guy," Fred replied.

"He can marry her."

"They've only been dating for a month," Charlie pointed out.

"Okay, so he can ask her to marry him in about a year and then get married the next summer," George said as if it was the most rational thing in the world to say.

His mother looked at him. "George, stop planning your sister's life out for her. She's old enough that she can plan her own life."

"Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother! I'm Fred," George insisted. "We're twenty-four and you still can't tell us apart. Woman, you are pathetic."

"All right, Fred," Mrs. Weasley said, still unsure as to whether this really was Fred or not. "I'm very sorry, Fred dear."

George grinned then. "I'm just teasing you. I really am George."

Mrs. Weasley moaned. "You two are going to be the death of me. All I have to say is George you got your just desserts when you got two pairs of identical twins."

"She's right, you know," Alicia said. They had twin three-year-old boys, Nicholas Andrew and Jonathon Daniel, and twin fifteen-month-old girls, Sophia Christine and London Janelle, Plus they are already taking after you They're only three years old and already they're in mischief half the day."

"It's my entire fault," George said. "They're my children, so it's my fault. Alicia, if you'd married another man, you'd have perfect children but you married me so you have imperfect children."

Alicia laughed. "Oh don't give me that melodramatic crap. It's not your fault. I'm just as responsible as you are."

"Yeah, to be married to George, one must be at least half as crazy as he is," Oliver teased. "And it's the same for marrying Fred; you have to be crazy to do it."

Katie and Alicia shot their cousin a glare, but then they both burst out laughing. "No, Oliver," Alicia said. "To be a Dumbledore, you have to be crazy. Harry, isn't that true?"

Harry looked at his wife. "Hermione, am I crazy?"

Hermione shrugged. "I guess so. I mean, you work as an Auror, you're married to me, and you have three children with me. Plus, you're really good friends with the Weasleys. Yeah, you're crazy. In fact, all the Dumbledore grandchildren are crazy. Oliver's loony, Alicia's goony, Katie's psycho, and Harry's insane."

"It sounds like they get crazier as they get younger," Fred said.

"Well, in your family it's the middle children who are the craziest!" Oliver teased. "Percy, Fred, and George are all wacko, but Bill, Charlie, Ron, and Ginny are pretty much normal."

Ginny smiled. "So are crazy people attracted to normal people?"

Oliver shrugged. "Look at Harry and Hermione; he's crazy and she's normal. It seems like it works like that."

Ginny kissed Oliver's cheek. "You're an amazing guy for someone who is crazy."

Oliver kissed Ginny's cheek. "You're an amazing woman for someone who is sane."