A/N Sorry it took so long! In this chapter: Rose is PMSing. Run!

'Go away Matt. I am not speaking to any member of this family, excluding Harry.'

Rose crossed her arms and turned her back on her cousin, who had come to see them off. Matt was working for the ministry, now, and she hardly ever saw him.

'Someday, Rose, you're going to be so stubborn you'll fall over and die.'

'That makes no sense.'

'I thought you weren't speaking to any member of the family excluding Harry?'

'I'm not.'

Matt rolled his eyes, grabbed his younger cousin's elbow, and turned her around so she was facing him. Rose refused to meet his eyes. He sighed.

'Look, Rose – you're a good judge of character, alright? And I don't believe in judging people without giving them a chance to prove themselves first. If I remember Lucas correctly, he seems decent. But the minute he gives you trouble, I'm kicking his ass.'

Rose glared at him.

'Goddamnitt, he's not going to give me trouble! He's not a bloody fucking death eater! The Headmaster wouldn't have made him Head Boy if he was! And I trust the Headmaster's judgment.'

She turned around, and stalked off to the train.

'I tried,' said Matt apologetically, going over to his aunt.

Ginny sighed.

'I hope she knows what she's doing.'

Matt raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

'And those, Ms. Potter and Mr. Nielson, are the extent of your Head duties for the rest of the term,' the Headmaster finished.

'Headmaster? I'm sorry to be rude, but may I leave? I scheduled Quidditch practice in ten minutes, and it'll look bad if the Captain is late.' Rose smiled, half wryly and half apologetically.

The Headmaster's eyes twinkled. 'Of course, Ms. Potter. But I expect Gryffindor to win the cup this year,' he said teasingly. 'Mr. Nielson, I need to speak to you for a little longer, however.'

Rose grinned at the Headmaster, and shot a curious glance at Lucas, who shrugged.

Aberforth watched the eyes of the boy in front of him follow the girl as she exited the room. He smiled. Young woman and young man, he silently corrected himself. They're hardly a boy and girl anymore. He turned his attention back to the Head Boy, who was looking at him curiously.

'You wanted to speak to me, Headmaster?'

'Yes, yes. I think it best if you stay at Hogwarts for the remainder of the year, and for the summer, too, if I cannot find you a suitable place to stay.'

Lucas looked surprised, to say the least. 'How –'

'I have been –er – alerted, shall we say, to the troubles you are having at home.'

Lucas decided it was best not to question him.

'Thank you, sir.'

'Think nothing of it.'

After Lucas had walked out of the room, Aberforth walked over to the fireplace. 'The Burrow!' he yelled, and stuck his head in the flames once they had turned green.

'Molly? Arthur?'

'Headmaster!' Molly Weasley looked up from the kitchen counter, and hurried over to the fireplace. 'What is it? Has something happened to Rose or Harry? Lianne? James and Elmer?' she said, naming Lianne's brothers last (A/N mentioned in chapter thirteen).

Aberforth chuckled. 'Calm down Molly. Nothing like that. I was wondering – I have a student whose situation at home will not allow him to return home. He's friends with your grandchildren. Can he stay with you during the summer?'

'Of course! But Aberforth,' she said questioningly 'the Order! What about us?'

The Headmaster's eyes twinkled, and he grinned. 'I wish to recruit him.'

Molly Weasley smiled happily. Although Voldermort was gone, the Order still had plenty to deal with, and new recruits were hard to come by. 'That's wonderful! He can share a room with the boys; I'll have Arthur conjure up another bed.'

'Thank you, Molly.'

'Left! Left, not right! Are you deaf, Wilkes?'

The rather scared looking second year held up his hands.

'Peace, Captain! Peace!'

Rose scowled, and was about to give the team a piece of her mind –

'Oy! Midgets and company! Practice is canceled!' Lianne flew up beside Rose. 'What crawled up your ass and died?'

'A pad,' Rose growled unhappily, flying down and dismounting

Lianne nodded sympathetically, and followed suite. 'It's what we get to make up for the males' complete and utter lack of common sense.' She sighed dramatically. 'The price we pay.'

'Hey!' Lucas was leaning against the locker room wall, glaring at Lianne. 'Whassat supposed to m – umpth'

Rose had launched herself at him. 'Squish,' she mumbled, clinging tightly to Lucas' chest.

Lucas wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, looking at her, then Lianne in confusion.

'What the hell?'

'PMS,' said Lianne nonchalantly.

'PM what?'

'Crap!'

About ten minutes later, Lucas, Rose, and Lianne walked out of the locker rooms. Lucas had a look of complete and utter disgust on his face.

'Gross,' he muttered unhappily.

Rose glared at him. Lucas ran.

A/N I'm sorry it's so short, I have somewhat of a writer's block.