Disclaimer: Somewhere in the world, a rock has turned pink. I don't own Harry Potter, and Amelia Earhart is actually dead. Sorry folks, you people at the tabloids, but the jig's up.

"So," said Ahmiella Fishby. "Patronuses. I haven't seen y'all for a few months, and I haven't seen you yet, you're the transfer, but if y'all haven't practiced, well, Pastel, what's a Patronus effective against? Yinalder, how d'you git one in the first place? Eleni, have you been practicing?"

This lady, this Auror was like Mad-Eye Moody in a way, and it reminded me of England. Ahmiella Fishby was an old, white-haired Auror, but you could pit her against a decent Death Eater, one that somehow escaped Azkaban, and I'd bet a hell of a lot of Galleons that she would win. She was also instructing us in fencing, something I hadn't trained in back in England. Tasha had described it as whacking each other with long, pointy sticks, Jules had described it as someone evil's twisted idea of fun, and Mika had simply cursed and growled something about insane evil forces at work trying to stop her from wearing clogs. Anyway, I watched as all three of them answered in order.

"Lethifolds and Dementors." Said Julsie, shuddering a little.

"Think of a happy, strong memory and cast the spell, and it has to be happy enough-" Mika scowled as Fishby interrupted her. "And the spell is, Ms. Yinalder? " Mika covered her scowl with her hand.

"Expecto Patronum."

"Hmmph. Good enough. Eleni, give me an example."

Tasha took a deep breath, as if to steady herself, stepped two paces back- "Expecto Patronum!"

A large silver cat erupted out of her wand with its claws bared, stalking around the room with its tail up in the air. It jumped at nothing, and as it jumped, it dissolved into the air.

"Now," said Fishby, "I want Pastel then Yinalder then the transfer, girl, please tell me your name, to give me an example of their Patronus."

Julsie shook her hair back, stepped up to a line on the floor that I hadn't noticed, and said "Expecto Patronum!"

Her Patronus was a silvery flying squirrel; it glided around the room for a few moments before it slid into thin air.

Mika's was a wolf, with short, bristly fur. It's differed from Tonks's Patronus in that it wasn't a werewolf. Also, Tonks's Patronus in particular is her husband, Remus Lupin. Obviously, Mika's isn't.

Then it was my turn. I had cast my Patronus before, and for some reason I was always surprised by what came out, but what flew out of my wand was the same it had always been, it was a beautiful bird with a long tail and a gorgeous plume of feathers.

"Good, y'all know the basics, and that you can cast a Patronus at least." Said Fishby. "Now, first I want to know the memory y'all thought of, if it's a little too personal leave out details. If you're good, m'dears-" here she cackled- "I'll show y'all how to cast several of these beauties at once. Pastel, you first."

"I was thinking of a few days ago," Julsie said. "Ben proposed to me that we get married." She held out her hand, blushing lightly, and on the fourth finger of her left hand was a gold ring with a beautiful sapphire set into it.

Mika squealed, and rushed forward, Tasha at her heels.

"Oh I'm so happy for you! Did he propose in that Italian restaurant? Oh you are so lucky!"

"Sorry to break this cute scene up, girls, but this is Auror training and not a girlie sleepover night, so Yinalder, tell us what you were thinking of."

Mika turned red as a tomato. It was an odd contrast to her blondish hair.

"It's… personal."

Fishby raised her eyebrow. "Okay, then, fine. Now, Eleni you go and then Bell. We haven't heard much from you, girlie."

"I was thinking of when my cousin Lora got married. I was a bridesmaid," replied Tasha easily.

Fishby turned to me. "Spill. You had a strong Patronus. I'd like to try some things with you."

"I was thinking of when my friend Alicia asked my other friend George out on a date. They've been crushing on each other since second year at Hogwarts. Each of them never had the courage, and Licia was always asking me and Ange – her real name is Angelina- whether he liked her or not." I remembered that. Alicia had walked straight up to George, asked him out, and then smacked him on the cheek from "not asking her out sooner, because it's more romantic if the guy asks the girl out first, instead of the other way around". Me, Ange, Fred, and Oliver have a betting pool on when they're getting engaged. I think Ron and Bill Weasley are now in on it too.

Oliver… I hadn't really spoken to him after I'd slept with him, although we did go out to lunch. But we had ran into Harry and Ginny in Hogsmeade, apparently it was a Hogsmeade weekend for her, so we weren't that uncomfortable with each other. He's still my friend, mostly because I never told him about the rather large crush I had on him at Hogwarts. (The snogging session after we won the House Cup will not be mentioned. Besides, he had a girlfriend, this complete bitch. I think her name was Carlyss Litsin. Even if they did break up the next day, they had been having problems all through seventh year. I was not the cause of it, as Angelina likes to insist. She's crazy. Alicia's even nuttier. Leanne, who I got to be good friends with in seventh year, was a genius (she has a muggle I.Q. of like 178) but all genii as crazy. Look at Einstein's hair! He needed Leanne's Ariel's Beautiful Shiny Smooth Hair product badly. Even if the name is hugely over the top. I was brought back to earth by a loud "Galaxy Andromeda to Kaaaatie! Andromeda to Kaaaatie!"

Ooh, Tonks's mum has a galaxy named after her?

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From the Point of View of Misses Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson and Messrs. Fred and George Weasley, or 5 year old notes from Potions after the Cup was won by the best team ever. (Wonder why Snape's scowling like that, don't you, Gred?)

Licia, where was Katie after we all ran around the Quidditch Pitch, took showers, pranked Wood, and dumped cold water on Ange?- GW

Ask Ange. –AS

Can't. She's still pissed at me for dumping cold water on her head. So's Fred. Don't know why HE's mad though. I would NEVER prank him.

GW

You are an Idiot. Capital I on purpose. I'll ask her. –AS

Oh, and Fred's mad at you because he likes Ange. Men. Honestly. –AS

Ange, where was Katie after we all showered, changed, screamed from happiness, etc.? – Alicia

Wood and she were snogging outside the showers. Harry saw it and tried to poke his eyes out with his Quidditch gloves (not on his hands.). It didn't work, obviously. He forgot to take off his glasses, and the gloves aren't hard, they're made of leather. Duh. And Alicia, tell George I'm mad at him. –Angelina

George- She was snogging Wood, or maybe he was snogging her, not sure which, outside the showers. Harry tried (and failed) to poke his eyes out. And Ange says to tell you that she's mad at you. –AS

I know she's mad at me. Don't rub it in, or you can test something called a Canary Cream. So Harry tried to poke his eyes out? That's what I wanted to do yesterday after I saw what Percy and dear girlfriend Penelope were doing. I'll put it this way: if I show Mum the pictures, she'd go ballistic. –GW

R-rated, or simply PG-13? –AS

Bordering R. No, they weren't doing that. George, I'm mad at you. –FW

So am I, then- AS

WHY? –GW

Popular opinion. –AS

Hey, wait a minute- doesn't Wood have a girlfriend? –AJ (going with the initial trend)

Yeah, he does. Or rather did. They broke up yesterday. His girlfriend WAS Carlyss Litsin. COMPLETE bitch, as well as an I.Q. of like 21. -AS

So the question is, did she break up with Wood or did he break up with her? –FW

He broke up with her. –AS

So now the question is, did he break up with Carlyss-the-bitch because of Katie? –AJ

Good question. Very good question. -GW

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Home. Of course, home now wasn't Hogwarts, and my dorm, our house in Ireland with Aislinn running around and my Mum marveling at simple cleaning charms, or the flat Leanne and I shared, along with Angelina. Home now was a tiny, five room place. A bathroom, a bedroom, a kitchen that you basically walk through with the kitchen appliances lining the walls, a living room with a wall completely of mirrors and an empty room that I was going to use as a practice room for Auror training until the baby is born. I mean, it's not like I can find a roommate, right? From what I heard from Tasha, Julsie and her boyfriend share a flat, Mika and her sister Nora share a flat, and she has a giant flat (or apartment, as they say here) all too herself, though her boyfriend Jacob stays there a lot in one of the like six spare bedrooms she has. It would be neat to room with her. Tasha's cool. I can tell that even though I barely know her.

A hot pink owl flew through the window. It held a letter that said Katie Bell, New York City, NY, USA. I grinned. It was so obviously from Tonks. She's the only person I know who has a hot pink owl, even if it once was brown. Ivy and an incident with paint caused that, and the paint was magical, therefore it was spelled not to peel or come off, so Tonks now has Athi, or Athena dyed to match her usual hair.

Dear Katie,

What did I say about writing? You'd best remember that, because Ivy and James really want to see you. And remember what James did to Mr. Couch. Poor thing. Remmie had to do a repairing spell on him twice before he got anywhere. My children are monsters of the non furry, howling at the moon variety.

Anyway, I am now seven pregnant, so I need your opinion on names. For a girl, which do you like better (you need to like her/his name, since you're going to be his/her godmother!) Sari Heleth Lupin or Angela Thalia (pronounced Talia) for a girl, and Sirius Oberon Lupin (after some fairy king in some play Remmie likes, Midsummer Night Dreams, or something like that, by that Shakespeare guy) or Thomas Ted Lupin.

About changing your name, Katie, I have attached the form, if you really want to do that. Send one copy to the British Ministry, and one to the American. They'll assure that the Muggle government knows and all that, since you were born in a muggle hospital, right? Anyway, write soon, visit soon, have fun, don't get too drunk, as I'm sure you know what happened last time with that…

Have fun in America, but not too much…oh screw that, have fun, wreak have on Aubrey Wishelfing, he's a prat, I had to work with him once, and he insisted I change my hair to something less "distracting". Like I said, prat.

Tonks

I sat down, intending t write a quick reply then write something much longer later.

Dear Tonks,

Ooh yay I get to be a godmother! Eeeeeeeee! Okay, ignore that. For names, I like Sari Heleth and Sirius, though I'm not that sure about the Oberon part. But name him; if it is a him after Sirius, after all he was your cousin. And I know the Ted part would be after your dad, and no offense here, but the one time I meet him he seemed kind of barmy. Like my own mum (Kaolin Moore, if you've forgotten her name) inn a way. Both were born muggle. Although your dad's a wizard, Mum's just a muggle obsessed with Scourgify. Even if she can't use it, she still loves it. I'll write more later, I'm really tired now- do you realize Athi came at 11:02 pm? I know there's a time difference, but still. Athi's exhausted, I'll keep her here for a bit then send her back with this. Thanks for the form, see you soon, yay I get to influence your munchkin's life-

Katie

A/N: And there you go. Lia06, thanks again. Your stories rock too. Toodles!