Author's Note: Points to the reviewers who noticed that as soon as Molly told Harry to start thinking for himself, she started telling him what to do. The reason that this doesn't bother Harry is because: he agrees with what Molly is saying, and often it is easier to take advice from people you like.

"Holy crap!" Harry muttered under his breath, not believing his eyes. At the fight scene itself, Harry saw roughly a dozen aurors, Mr. Weasley, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and Dumbledore himself. The Headmaster was talking animatedly to roughly five or six aurors, who were rapidly jotting down notes. He didn't have time to examine the intimate details of the scene, since he knew that he and Molly needed to leave soon before they were caught.

Roughly twenty minutes later, after they had taken a long loop around the crime scene, they had stealthily crept back to Privet Drive through the subdivision behind it. Molly and Harry were both stunned to see what was awaiting them. Tonks, Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, and Professor McGonagall were all standing either on #4 Privet Drive or in the near vicinity. Harry was tempted to use his invisibility cloak to get in to his house, but he knew Moody could see through it.

"Molly, there's no way I can get through them. This will never work. I need to grab my stuff before we go, and it's all inside. They would see me for sure. I'm sorry."

"Nonsense, Harry. You can borrow some of my dad's clothes: he's skinny, like you. And when we get there, you can just buy new stuff. Ok?"

"No, I need to get some money. Plus, I don't even know how to find the magical community in America. And how do you plan on getting there?" Harry said, wondering just how crazy Molly was.

"Harry, my parents are loaded. I've got 4000 pounds in my room. That should cover us for a while. And do you really want to reach the magical community there? They'll find you for sure."

Harry was really impressed. Molly had never shown this side of herself to him before. At first, he was getting the feeling that she had wanted to be with him for his money, but these recent comments from her proved otherwise. He had also noticed the way her eyes lit up when he had told her that he was famous. However, her eagerness for him to leave the magical world also proved the contrary. He just couldn't figure this girl out!

However, he also had his pride. He wasn't about to let this girl pay for all of his expenditures. He was not about to turn into a freeloader. "Molly, that's really nice of you and all, but I can't let you pay for all of my stuff. That's not being fair to you."

"Aww, that's real sweet of you, Harry, so how about this. You let me pay for you now, and if you want to, you can pay me back once you have access to your money. It will be like a loan. Does that sound fair?"

Harry was once again puzzled by this girl's behavior. How was she able to get him to agree to do almost anything? A week ago, Harry could never have imagined himself trying to leave the country during his summer break, let alone do it with an outrageously hot muggle girl. What was happening to him? However, before he had a chance to ponder this further, he realized that he was shaking his head 'yes' which Molly obviously took as acceptance.

"Great, Harry! I knew you would come around. This is going to be great." She gave him a quick peck on the lips to emphasize her point, before grabbing his hand and leading him to her back door.

"Wait here just one second, Harry. Let me go grab my things. I'll go as fast as I can."

Molly appeared several minutes later with a suitcase in her hand, a new outfit on, which Harry was trying his hardest not to stare at, and a bag slumped over her shoulder.

"Wow, Molly, that was fast. And you...errr...look great." Harry said, trying to compliment her without embarrassing himself. Apparently, it worked, since Molly blushed and said, "Thanks, Harry."

"So, umm, Molly, where are we going now?"

"To the airport, silly."

"Right, I knew that. But how do you plan on getting there?"

"Shit!" Molly exclaimed. Harry was startled, he had never heard Molly curse before, and he wasn't sure why, but it bothered him. Harry had always looked past her flashy clothing and questionable history to view her as innocent and pure, and he didn't want anything to taint that image. Molly didn't seem to notice his troubled expression, and she looked in her garage for a car, even though she knew her parents only owned one, and they had taken it with them on their trip.

"Ohh...I guess I could go call a cab or something. I'll be right back, Harry. Sorry!"

By now, Harry was definitely starting to wonder whether or not he had made the right decision. Most people spent weeks or even months planning vacations to different countries, and here they were- moving to a different country on a few hours notice. Wouldn't they need passports or something to leave the country? And if they had already forgotten something before leaving Molly's house, how many more things were they going to forget? Did they even have a place to stay?

Harry's musings were interrupted when Molly came back outside. "They said they'd be here in ten minutes or so."

"Harry, I gave them an address in the other subdivision so those people wouldn't see you in the cab. Is that all right?"

Harry was once again impressed with Molly's ingenious thinking. He surely wouldn't have thought to do that. "Yeah, that was a brilliant idea. I never would have thought to do it until too late."

"Molly, don't you need like identification or something to buy a plane ticket?"

"Umm...Yeah, I guess so. I don't know. My parents usually handled that stuff."

There was a slightly awkward silence as the two teenagers snuck back into the other subdivision. When they were almost there, Harry noticed a bird darting towards him in the sky, and as he was preparing to get himself and Molly out of the way, he realized that it was Hedwig. He also noticed that she was carrying a note.

"What is it, girl?" Harry asked, as he removed the letter from Hedwig. Molly, at first, appeared to be shocked, but since her nerves were frayed from the day's events, she didn't show much of a reaction.

Harry,

Hedwig came to our house shortly after---dropping off a letter to the ministry!--- dad said. What on earth is going on? I heard the Order members say something about an attack, and someone said you went missing. Everything's getting crazy.

Mom and Ginny are crying their eyes out, and Ron and Hermione aren't doing much better. Please let us know that you are all right. No one can seem to find you, and mom is blaming us. We took the ministry magic tracing charms off your wand, and we were going to tell you about it on your birthday. Now, no one can seem to find you.

Hope you're all right,

Gred & Forge

Harry couldn't believe it. What kind of mess did he get himself into? Everyone was looking for him, and people thought that he got hurt. He was starting to feel like a jerk. Aurors and the ministry were even involved. What else could go wrong?

He wrote on the back of the letter:

Fred & George,

Tell everyone I'm fine.

-Harry

However, there was some good news that came out of this. He could use his wand without detection! So that was why he didn't get a letter from the ministry earlier. However, it's not like he could accio his stuff from his room, since he doubted objects flying out of his bedroom window would escape the Order's attention.

"Harry, come on! The cab's here." Molly said, tugging on his hand. She didn't even seem phased by his interaction with Hedwig.

As soon as the got in the cab, the driver asked gruffly, "Where to?"

"The airport." Molly responded just as curtly.

"So, Molly, do you have your passport and license?" Harry asked, about five minutes after they left the neighborhood.

"Yeah, it's right here." Molly said, as she handed Harry her documents.

Harry studied the two IDs carefully, and after deep concentration, hunched into the bottom corner of the cab and duplicated the two documents. He couldn't believe that he had successfully created a real-looking picture of himself with the stats in the right place. This was definitely the best bit of practical magic he had ever done, since conjuring items was never his strength.

"Hey, buddy, whatcha doing down there?" the driver asked.

"Nothing," Harry said quickly as he returned to his seat next to Molly, trying to hide his embarrassment. Harry was saved, however, since they arrived at the airport a few minutes later.

The driver helped them get their bags out, and as soon as Molly had paid him, he hopped back into his car and zoomed out of the airport.

"So, Molly, what should we do now?"

"I guess we should go find an agent and try to buy the tickets." Molly quickly led Harry through the airport to where the ticket agent counter was.

No one was there.

"Molly, do you have any idea what time it is?"

"No, I'm not sure. It's been a long day."

"Yeah, well, it's almost 11:00. The airport is pretty much closed."

A/N: So, what do you guys think? Please let me know. I'll try to get another update out for both of my stories in June.