Return Trip One-Way

Ginny smiled sweetly that afternoon, as she dressed her darling girls up in sweet little blue dresses, while she was wearing white. Harry was taking them out on a wonderful 'date' before school started back up, and they would have to leave the girls, so it was a wonderful treat for them where they would spend the evening with their family.

Hermione was kind enough to help Ginny and the girls get ready, smiling as she finally led them down the stairs, where Harry waited to greet them. Smiling, Harry pulled Hermione into his arms, and kissed her dark cheek as it lit up, before he wrapped his cute little girls in his arms, and stood, holding them to their delight while kissing Ginny's lips.

Harry looked Ginny over as she looked amazing, and would have to thank Hermione for taking the girls out to find such cute outfits. Ginny was wearing a white flowing dress and cut just below her right leg, to show him some skin, and then cut just right to show just the right amount of cleavage.

Taking Harry's left hand in her right, Ginny smiled her gratitude at Hermione for taking the money to buy her the dress, as she was normally annoyingly stubborn about how much Harry would spend on her if she didn't stop him.

"Have fun," Hermione said, and with that, the four of them swished away, soundlessly, and without the usual fanfare.

"I hope you're enjoying yourself Ladies?" asked Harry suddenly breaking the silence quite a while later.

April and May looked ecstatic, as they sat opposite their father, each side of their mother, and holding her hands. They small girls nodded in joy while their mother grinned at them.

Harry was giving Ginny a crocked smile, and his eyes shone brilliantly. She could actually feel the heat of a blush coming fast to her cheeks. She returned his smile and gulped back the nervous lump that had started forming in her throat.

"This has been the best day of my life," Ginny responded softly, and afraid that if spoken too loud she would ruin the moment for herself and their girls.

Ginny gazed longingly into those oceans into his soul he called eyes. The emerald shining brilliantly, almost mesmerizing, like a Siren's call, as the carriage pulled by two beautiful white horses walked them gently further through the park. She could actually feel her own heart pounding in her ears and feel it smashing against her breast. It was like a beast begging to escape, to belong to him in this very moment; her eyes drifting closed, as he lent forward. However, just as their lips touched excruciatingly light a huge explosion rocked the carriage.

Ginny realised Harry had moved as her eyes flickered open, and she pulled the girls into her arms, and her eyes lit up gold as a barrier surrounded them. Her heart was pounding painfully through fear now as her eyes adjusted to a steamy smokescreen around them, and her thoughts turned to protecting her little girls while they whimpered in her arms. Ginny looked around her to see Harry standing in the broken carriage with his back facing them, and his left arm raised. There was a shimmering shield of light surrounding them, and the driver, and even the horses as they stopped and bayed and panicked, rocking the carriage.

Harry made a sound like a humming whistle, and the horses stopped and looked at him, lowering themselves to lay down. Ginny was shocked and awed by the strange command over the horses, and hoped he would teach her that cool trick.

Ginny's breathing became raged as she first heard the laughing and mocking calls, as they had chosen New York to get away from such nonsense. She could see the look of horror on the carriage driver's face, and saw he was shaking worse than her girls. Then she saw them come in to view, ten of them. All wearing long black cloaks with hoods up over their heads and skeletal white masks with eyeholes hiding their faces from view.

It seemed obvious now that all though some if not most Magical Governments in the world refused to believe of Voldemort's return that the Death Eaters certainly believed, or they wouldn't have the guts to do something as crazy as commit murder in a Non-Mage park. She just hoped some aurors turned up soon, as she could feel Harry's rage bubbling beneath the calm, and didn't want the girls to see their father commits acts of such bloody destruction.

"Will you guys look at that!" someone from the ground called, amusement obvious in his American accent. "And there we were thinking we were only gonna be killing No-maj," he laughed smugly with most of the others. How any human being could take such pleasure in hurting others escaped Ginny's head. "Well, come on down mudblood, so we can deal with you nice and quick," he added probably smirking under his mask.

"Yeah," another added. His accent more southern and hostile. "Then we can torture the muggle and your lady friend some. Maybe have a little fun with her... and the brats!"

Ginny hadn't the time to gasp or rage herself, as it was like a God had arrived as Harry's power thundered upon the world. The Death Eaters dropped to their knees, sweat dripping from their faces, pale and clammy.

The Death Eaters could no longer taunt, and scrambled over each other to get away. Harry looked at them with his expression of pure calm, but for his eyes. His eyes told a different story. The rage that burnt behind those beautiful pools of emerald light both excited Ginny, and terrified her in equal measures. She realised there and then that those Death Eaters weren't going to like what happened to them, not one bit.

"Stay here. I'll be back in a moment." And with that said, Harry jumped from the carriage with his feet lightly touching down with an expulsion of wind that blast out of seemingly nowhere encircling his feet in a wide dimension before dissipating. His gaze locking onto his enemy. His power projection only increased making Ginny both weak in the knees and excited in her lower, more intimate areas. It was like his power alone was trying to seduce her, making her feel tingly all over.

"I-I kinda feel sorry for t-those bastards," the driver suddenly spoke breathlessly, "everyone knows not to piss off God," he said, shivering as he held his silver cross tightly, and kissed it while praying.

Ginny looked over towards him briefly to see him watching Harry and the Death Eaters, his hat askew, and sweat pouring in bucket loads down his face while he mumbled to the silver cross he wore. She was glad she was strong enough to protect herself and the girls from the worst of Harry's power. The beings inside her head were confused, confounded, and even horrified with how much power Harry had, as it apparently exceeded The Source, and were trying to reassures themselves that it must have been because of the added power of the White Fire, but Ginny didn't, and couldn't believe that was true.

"L-look, I think this dude wants to fight!" one of the Death Eaters braved, as they all staggered to pull themselves up with so much effort it looked like the weight of power alone would snap their legs. Though his voice betrayed his terror, as those powerful green eyes flickered to his weak and pathetic brown. "T-this is j-just a trick..."

"I hope you guys lived long and fruitful lives," said Harry smoothly with a preposterously calm demeanour that was only betrayed by the rage in his eyes. And rage and calm were two things that when mixed were highly unfortunate, especially when combined with the powerfully gifted. "Because when I'm done with you, fruitful shall be an impossibility." A sneer lined Harry's lips and they involuntarily took shaking steps back, silently wishing they had had a quiet night in at home playing poker.

They looked scared shitless, and Harry could actually sense their fear. He almost felt sorry for the bastards. Almost. However, nobody threatened his family, as they deserved to die for that crime alone.

"I'm gonna make you beg for your mummies!" he hissed in dark humour as they looked around at each other uncertain of what to do. He laughed coldly sending terrified shivers down their spines. "You should have picked a leader. Then you would have someone who you might be smart enough to take orders from. Well since Voldemort ain't here." He held back from laughing evilly again, as they flinched at hearing their master's name. "So many dark meanies in the world and you choose that little girl?" he asked to their wincing, as he mocked their 'boss'. "A shame, Voldie wouldn't care about losers like you anyway, and though, a total arsehole, has a few no-no rules such as... well, it doesn't matter, you cowards have no excuse to run away, and if you did, if Voldie ever visited, you would be dead soon after for running away."

It was then Harry heard a faint popping noise behind him, and could sense two fluctuating auras to his left near the back of the carriage. He looked to his left slightly and saw a young woman with creamily yellow hair with her wand pointed at the Death Eaters, then to her left he saw a brown haired man with a short goatee beard and his wand pointed at the Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters also took note of the new arrivals. Two adult magicians, probably fully trained magical cops, Harry figured. The Death Eaters were now comically shaking, as they knew that if they survived, they would never get out of prison. However, the two new arrivals may be pointing wands at Death Eaters their attention was on Harry. They held looks of surprise and wonder. No doubt they could feel his power booming and it surprised them to discover such a powerful Mage waging a fight with the Death Eaters. However, after a moment the man lowered his wand with a smirk lining his lips and gestured for the woman to do the same. Though, she did reluctantly looking confused for a moment before smirking, and turning a smile towards the small girls in the carriage as they were held in such a way as to not be allowed to watch what was going on.

Harry shrugged and returned his full focus on the Death Eaters, as Ginny could handle the American Aurors easily enough by herself if she had too. The Death Eaters held surprised looks that soon turned too smug for Harry's liking as five of them quickly raised their wands to him, hoping to finish him off before having to deal with the man and woman.

"Avada Kedavra!" Five simultaneous cries screamed out. Harry just rolled his eyes as he swiftly made a giant circle of purple light with his wand as five green beams of light head straight for him.

"Don't you bitches know anything new!" he called in annoyance as he drew his wand, and stabbed it into the centre of the circle. "Tardus iter in domum suam!" he cried out, and magic exploded from his voice, as a rippling vortex enveloped the ring of light, and slowed all five curses to a stop, as the energy balled up. The Death Eaters all cried out in shock and horror as their most favourite spell was floating uselessly. However, that turned into dread as within a moment the pull of gravity reversed and the spells beamed back towards their owners.

"I made improvements, and its almost a new spell," Harry commented off-handedly.

Only a couple of the offending Death Eaters managed to cry out in horror before they were struck dead in a flash of purple and green, and lifted from their feet to be flung across the grass out of sight. And only one managed to erect a shield. However, the shield didn't even slow the spells momentum as it crumpled and sent him hurtling into the afterlife with his murdering comrades.

The five remaining Death Eaters were breathing heavily. Most likely hyperventilating with fear and looking around at each other for a solution. They only came up with one, but missed the slow movements of Harry's wand as they tried to disapparate. They suddenly screamed out in agony as they popped away and back in a flicker and fell to their knees, and crouching over holding their heads in pain, and puking up everything in their stomachs, including blood.

"Hey guy's," Harry called out as they slowly and painfully scramble back to there feet breathless and panicked, but felt relief that he had let up his magical pressure. However, still their eyes were wide with madness looking like caged wild animals. "I do hope you are enjoying the benefits of my anti-apparation field," he chuckled in amusement. "I must admit I added that painful side-effect my self, and I'm quite proud of it." He smirked with pride as he took a step closer to them and they moved back on shaky legs, still feeling the side effects of the pain from the newly designed anti-apparation ward. "I didn't expect the vomiting though," he said while shrugging. "You should really pay more attention to what your opponent is doing. You might have then noticed my field being erected."

"P-p-please don't kill u-us!" one suddenly begged as he dropped to his knees throwing his wand as far as he could. The others looked at their comrade and back to Harry. The young man's power still engulfed in their memory. They quickly got the message as they saw the cold unforgiving eyes of the boy and threw their wands away, and dropping to their hands and knees. They began to beg and plead for their lives.

"Well that's interesting," the man behind Harry muttered, sounding a little amused.

"Chris!" the woman hissed at him in annoyance.

However, Harry ignored them and kept his eyes on his enemy, full of disgust. They kept begging and pleading to be spared as Harry took another two-steps forwards. His eyes skipping from one man to another as he contemplated this situation.

"Shut up!" he suddenly hissed out as the wind seemed to blast out around him and he appeared to blink from where he was standing about twenty-five feet away to where his right food smashed into one man's face, sending him hurtling back with a cry of pain. His mask shattered in two and fell to the ground revealing a young man, about twenty with blue eyes. His hood falling down to show his blonde hair. Blood pooled from his broken nose as he cradled it whimpering in a foetal position with tears streaming down his face as he cried. Harry swore he actually heard the man muttering for his 'mommy'.

The Death Eaters had gone quiet except for the odd whimper. Harry just stared at them for a moment as they awaited their fates. Their shaking was ridiculous and pitying. These were supposed to be superior beings. He thought not.

"And how many people would you enjoy hearing beg?" he asked in a deadly whisper that made them all flinch. "How man people would you continue to hurt after they've begged your pathetic arses. HOW MANY!" he roared the last and the Death Eaters jumped back cowering in utter fear, no longer under any delusions that he would spare them. "None is the answer. Your fucking master murdered my parents. And now I'll murder you and any other bitch who thinks they can hunt my family any further!"

He raised his wand as their eyes widened in terror. Their muddled minds finally realising who they messed with and Harry could smell at least two had wet them selves and another shit him self. Plus he could hear one of them was having a heart attack but was too scared for that to come to his attention yet.

Harry pointed his wand at his enemy. "Avada…" he hissed out, the tip of his wand glowing green. He was just about to finish his curse when some jets of pinkish red lights swam passed him, ruffling his coat; Harry's eyes widened with fury as they smashed hard into two of the Death Eaters knocking them back and into bliss filled unconsciousness. Then two more blasts of light quickly hit two more out cold before being followed by a third that knocked out the blonde man.

Harry spun around the green glow on the tip of his wand dimming down to nothing as he glared at the man and woman for stopping him. However, they seemed unconcerned with his annoyance. He looked away from them to the carriage to see Ginny watching him with a relieved smile, and their little girls. He had let his anger control him.

He sighed tiredly as he allowed what remained of his projected power to dim down to nothing that could easily be detected, and returned focus to the man and woman as they stopped before him. The man wore a somewhat smug smile on his face while the woman looked at him in annoyance.

"Are you quite finished, Mr. Potter?" the man asked with a raised eyebrow. Harry just glared defiantly. "We may not always like it but we can't just murder murderers when they surrender and beg."

Harry just sighed and shrugged. "So who are you guys?" he finally demanded of them a little more harshly than he wanted, but he was still angry and wanted the Death Eaters blood for daring to attack him and especially May and April as Ginny could take them herself. "Why are you here? And how do you know who I am?" he asked the last as an afterthought.

"I'm Angela Thompson and this is my twin brother Chris. We're Aurors, from MACUSA," the young woman told him with a small smile. "As for who you are. Your spell the Return Trip Home has become something of a myth these last few weeks. Even we were sceptical that such a powerful shield even existed, and here you show us an improved version."

"It was a sight I'll never forget," interrupted Chris with a dreamy look in his eyes before his sister elbowed him in the ribs. "Ow, what was that for? That spell is almost as beautiful as the patronus."

She just rolled her eyes while Harry silently snickered. "Well anyway," she continued, not amused by her brother. "We were patrolling the area as we've been having some problems with some free Death Eaters and Death Eater wannabees. We had a tip-off that there was some planned Nomaj hunting in the area. For a man who supposedly hasn't been resurrected, his minions sure have been getting active as of late. And recruiting," she finished looking at the downed Death Eaters in exasperation.

Harry sighed with a frown. "I see. Hearing someone say Nomaj is amusing though, as its somewhat less offensive than Muggle," he said, as he smiled calmly. They both stared at him in surprise but nodded in agreement anyway.

They both offered sheepish smiles, as Harry walked around them and back towards the carriage where Ginny and girls waited for him, as they looked out and into a haze behind him they couldn't see, as Ginny knew the girls didn't need to see what Harry did. Harry barely took note that the aurors were collecting the still breathing Death Eaters, and their wands, as he finally reached the carriage removing his anti-disaparation field as he went.

Harry just reached the carriage when, April and May jumped into his arms for a cuddling with Ginny moments later. Harry held his girls tightly in his loving arms, kissing them each on the lips, Ginny's kiss much longer.

"Oh, Harry why do the Death Eaters have to be so silly, and inconsiderate?" Ginny asked.

"Shh, it's okay now Ginny," he cooed, kissing the top of her head. "We're all fine; even the driver," he said looking up to see him sprawled out unconscious in the front. "Huh, well I thought he was. What happened to him?" he asked in confusion.

Ginny pulled back a little to look at him sheepishly. "I err kind of stunned him," she said taking a deep breath and wiping tears away with her right hand with a slightly larger smile. "I-I think he lost it, and h-he was rambling a-about calling the police or army, to help God with some Demons. Just after those two turned up and stunned those Death Eaters you were-was going to…"

"He was calling me God?" Harry asked in surprise.

Ginny shrugged. "Yeah, poor guy. I figured it would be best on him if he slept through the rest, and woke up without remembering anything."

"Yeah," Harry agreed gently.

"Daddy!" April cheered. "Did you be a superhero again?" she asked while she and May looked upon him brightly.

"The superest, of course," he agreed to their delight.

"Sorry, I don't mean to break up this touching moment," interrupted Chris suddenly making them start in shock, and spin round to see the two aurors behind smirking at them with the unconscious Death Eaters floating along side. "I think the President will want to meet you Mr. Potter, and I don't think we should wait too long as we need to get a clean up crew here, and the drivers memory modified," he said with a sigh as he looked around at all of the mess. "Damn this is going to be a lot of paperwork. Ouch."

He moaned as his sister hit him on the shoulder. Harry just chucked. "Well I hope your President is not a whiny little bitch like our 'Minister'. If so tell me now so I can apparate us to Russia or China seeking asylum, because authoritarian commie hellholes can't be worse at the moment," he half joked with an amused smirk.

They both laughed though both knew he most likely would without any hesitation if he had too. And given their experience tonight knew that it was very unlikely that many people could stop him without suffering many losses; if they could stop him at all.

"No she isn't," said Angela finally. "The President is nothing like that squat little jerk you have in charge. The President had been making plans to visit Dumbledore and your self at Hogwarts soon to discuss the matter of Voldemort because of these recent attacks. There are many 'Dark Lords', or wannabees, but for fifty plus years, only one who had real power. Three weeks ago some of these asses dropped a plane on a building in LA, in Voldemort's name, and the Non-Magical community think it was a terrorist attack by religious fundamentalists. Thankfully, those nutters are happy to take credit when no one else does, but these Death Easter idiots are going to end up starting World War Three, which will include us in more ways than Grindelwald's war ever could."

Harry grit his teeth in anger while Ginny just looked horrified at the news while May and April rightfully looked lost and confused. "I knew that crash seemed odd," Harry said while frowning. "Normally those people claim responsibility straight away, and are rather gleeful about it, because otherwise it would defeat the point." He then looked up at the levitating Death Eaters. "You sure I can't erase these things?"

Chris chuckled while Angela nodded with an uncertain look on her face. "We're afraid not. So far you haven't actually committed a crime, thankfully," said Angela ruefully. "Well, we best go."

"Okay. I do hope it's not too far," Harry replied with a shrug as he finally placed his wand away in his holster, and picking up April with Ginny picking up May; the cute little girls cuddled tiredly with their parents looking sleepy. Harry smiled at Ginny and she returned the gesture as they followed the two aurors for a short while. "You know those gits almost ruined a perfectly good evening..."

"Okay... we'll have to apparate you to MACUSA, New York," Chris said in worry, as he quickly interrupted the banter he could see arriving from the pair of English mage.

Harry looked to the distance, and could see the tip of the Empire State Building, but furthermore, he could see what lay further above the building. However, he ignored it, and shook away the watchers with a roll of his eyes, as he momentarily blocked away the ramblings of The Source, and once back, they didn't seem to have noticed anything strange on Harry's part. Harry shrugged internally before turning a sheepish smile to the aurors.

"Just guild me, and I'll side-along Ginny and the girls," said Harry as they stopped a little way from the battlefield. Chris looked at him in surprise for a moment before shrugging and letting Harry grip his forearm. Harry held Ginny's hand while she held May tighter, and Harry held April while the girls had already fallen asleep, and then nodding to the older man and the six of them disappeared with a muted crack.

Soon they re-appeared in a huge marble and polished wood entrance chamber, which had hardly anybody in it, except a few people who on seeing their new arrivals came right over in a hurry. There was one woman with five men trailing her. They were obviously her auror bodyguards; and Harry had a sneaking suspicion that she must be.

"Good Evening, Mrs. President," said Chris with a small grin as he and his sister just unceremoniously dumped their captives on the ground to the side of the group in a heap without a care of further injuring them.

"Good Evening, Chris, Angela," she returned the greeting with a smile of her own. Though when she glimpsed over the Death Eaters she showed a look of disdain before returning a kinder expression to her guests. "I guess since you're back and you brought company," she said with a smile at Harry, Ginny, and children. She definitely seemed nicer than Fudge. "Plus the captured Death Eaters. You must have rescued these four poor children."

Harry was very offended, mainly about her calling him a child, less so about her giving credit to the aurors since that was their job. Though that didn't mean he wasn't going to correct her story. However, someone else beat him to it.

"Actually, Mrs. President we did nothing of the sort," Chris told her looking a little uncomfortable as he gazed at Harry, seeing as the boy was obviously about to correct her him self. Though by the look of it that wasn't what bothered Harry the most. The President frowned, not understanding what he meant so he continued, and elaborated for her and the confused guard. "This young man here used the Return Trip Home... well a modified and improved version and..." he paused to make sure the children were asleep before continuing, "to kill five with their own killing curses," he said with a smirk as he watched all of their stumped expressions. "Then trapped the remaining five within an anti-apparation field.

"They then surrendered and begged for their lives, so we stunned them and brought them in," he shrugged as they stared at Harry in awe. He conveniently left out the part where Harry was going to kill them all. "We'll need a clean up in central park near the main fountain. And a memory mod for a carriage driver, and someone to sooth the horses."

The Minister quickly nodded and gestured for two of her guard to get right on it. Two men quickly nodded and hurriedly rushed off to fetch reinforcements for the task-at-hand.

Harry just shrugged nonchalant about it. "Well it serves the pricks right," he said with another shrug. "They interrupted my date. I bring my girlfriend and our daughters a thousand miles across the Atlantic hopping not to find Voldemort's freaks. So I just thought I would teach them not to mess with me," he shrugged with a smug smirk. "They only ever turn up when you don't want them too. Never at our convenience."

The Presidents eyes widened a fraction and she gave a small chuckle. "So its true that he's back and that idiot Fudge is denying it?" she asked with a frown of annoyance. Harry just nodded in agreement, especially to the annoyance of Fudge's stupidity. "Typical of him. Every time we have a meeting of late, he has nothing but abusive things to say about you, and I've noticed for a while now he's been controlling the British papers. That's slanderous, but I doubt with how much control he's seemed to take lately that you could even sue him," she sighed in frustration.

"Unfortunately that's true," replied Harry moodily. "Maybe someone should just blow the bastard up," he said thoughtfully imagining taking the bracelet off the undeserving fool while he was dying slowly, understanding how truly stupid he was. "Well I'm sure if Voldy doesn't get to him first I'll have to do the deed."

"Well it is nice to finally meet you Mr. Potter," she finally said offering her hand to which Harry shook, as he readjusted his sleeping charge "It's nice to know that your legend is far greater than the papers are making it out to be."

"Well thanks, I do try," Harry answered as she released his hand. "Though, just Harry is fine. Leave the mister for bills, the stubborn, and people I don't like."

She laughed with a smile and a nod. "Very well," she agreed. "I'm Shanna Morgan. But please; just call me Shanna."

"Well this is Ginny," said Harry introducing his girl. "She mostly keeps me from, going overboard, and these two darlings, are our adoptive daughters, May and April... unfortunately, the child 'protective' services of the Magical UK are rather lax, but we love these little dears and be whatever they need from us. Also, if possible, I would appreciate it if that twit Fudge never found out about the magic I cast."

"Why is that," asked Shanna in confusion. "That shield isn't illegal."

"Well he's trying to find an excuse to send me to Azkaban." they all looked shocked, horrified even, though the threat of that place can horrify even the most hardened of beasts. "That piece of shit should be in jail, but he had grown power, and unfortunately, I think I know how... but beside that, if you hadn't heard my shield is classified under the British Ministry as unforgivable."

They all just stared at him dumbfounded for a moment before the President replied. "Maybe, but here it has no classification as we weren't even sure it really existed. And it shall not be classified as dark, which gives him no right. Though, I doubt that would stop him." Harry nodded both gratefully and sadly in agreement. "Well anyway how would you like to witness his arrest, and a proper trial" She asked smirking evilly "I'm dropping his diplomatic status. From what evidence I've got on him, we can put him away for life.

"The British wont risk a war with us over him. Plus we have plenty other allies that want him in jail. I've even discovered Japan, Russia, Thailand, and Italy have arrest on sight warrants on him and a few other British Ministry politicians for some serious crimes, some against children," she told them. Harry and Ginny's eyes had widened in shock. To discover their own minister was a wanted fugitive in at least four other countries was surprising, and the bit about kids made their blood boil with righteous fury.

"H-how come we've never heard of this before?" he asked shaking his head clear. "I would have thought that kind of information would leak out pretty quick."

"I'm not sure," she answered with a shrug. "All I know for sure is for the past sixteen years, ever since Fudge gained his seat that all outside newspapers have been refused entry into the UK under legal threats. Though since we're making an attack on him ourselves we're going to be allowing our newspapers to send out there, and other countries will most likely join suit knowing they'll now be powerless.

"He should actually be here in just eleven hours. He has some favour he wants to ask. You can watch from behind the one-way mirror if you would like. I'm sure you're curious as to what he wants?"

Harry nodded with a smirk. "Very curious now that you've mentioned it," he answered with a gleeful smile. "Hmm. I bet part of it has to do with either my self or Dumbledore, possibly both. In fact, he's such an idiot it might be all about us starting a resistance against him. If we hadn't before we sure as hell will now. He has to go one way or another."

Shanna nodded in agreement. "Yes, a very probable assessment," she sighed. "I don't know why he bothers. It all seems too troublesome to me." Harry just chuckled nodding his agreement before she continued with a smile. "Very well. You two are very welcome to stay at my house for the rest of the night with those adorable young ladies. I have a couple of spare rooms that you can take."

"Thank you," said Harry. "It's much appreciated."

To Be Continued…