Disclosure Hp belongs to Jkr. The storyline, new character development, new events, and new characters are my intellectual property. Glorioux -

A/N My dear readers, I have too many open stories, for now, this is it. It went on a little longer than planned, but it was fun. Be well! Many thanks to all the reviewers.

Tying loose ends.

Cerberus wasn't done yet. He had heard the reporters and knew about Nasty Red's main contact. He decided to go by Molly's to get some help, and maybe he could get a bite. Once he met a human, and as long as they had magical portraits, he could move around.

The Weasley were in the midst of a big celebration, the bag contained diamonds of the size of pigeon eggs. Molly gave each child one and kept two for them. Now, she could renovate the Prewett Manor. Although it had been returned to them, it was in bad shape. Fixing the manor had been an unattainable dream, until now

The room was filled with the smell of a Finnish sauna. Molly grinned, recognizing the scent; she was right, it was Cerberus in his reddish humanoid incarnation.

"I come with news from your villain child. No harm will come to her because she is your daughter, but she might have to spend a while away, it is up to her. I have other ideas if the present one doesn't work."

The Weasley all nodded, Ginny had offended every one of them, and they hoped that she would change. Little Nicole went to Cerberus; she wanted to touch him. The six-year-old liked his skin color, "Is that real or painted?" She asked, and Fleur nearly had a heart attack.

"Real, touch," he bent and opened his big hand. Nicole touched it, and Cerberus sighed. The touch of the innocent was priceless.

"Very pretty, thank you, sir," with this, she ran back to her parents. Cerberus liked these humans, and even better when Molly brought him a tray with all kinds of cakes, biscuits, and a giant bowl of chocolate ice cream. He liked their lovely hair color; it suited them. Red was his favorite color

They all sat to watch him. Bill laughed, he was thinking about the MoM's reaction. He could see their faces if they ever found out that one of the Lords from the underworld, was having tea with them.

"Mrs. Molly, would you consider cooking for me when I come this way, or sending me your culinary delights with my baby?" Cerberus meant with Camellia.

Molly couldn't believe her luck. "Of course, anytime."

Cerberus pulled another large pouch, "Here so you can buy what you need, I will make it worth your while, and this for the lovely little lady, maybe she could find something pretty." He pulled out a sizeable pure gold coin and took it to Nicole, who looked at Fleur. Fleur nodded.

"Thank sir," Nicole accepted the coin and surprised everyone by hugging Cerberus, better said, by hugging his knees. He sat on his calves, and she kissed his cheek. Fleur wanted to scream, afraid for her child.

"I thank you for your affection; now, you are under my protection," he whispered something to Nicole, she whispered back and grinned. "So, Miss Nicole, if you ever need me, you know how to call me." He stood, and Nicole went back to her mother with the coin bigger than her hand. Fleur noticed a little mark on her forehead, later they would find out it wasn't a freckle but three dog heads.

Nobody said anything, soon Lucius Malfoy would be a nobody compared to them, and Nicole was under the protection of a Lord. Bill was grinning, thinking about it, but Fleur had lost all her color.

"I do have a favor to ask, I am worried about my girl's mommy. She is family, and a nasty witch, Rita, was her name, makes her life miserable. Where can I find her? I need a place with an accessible entry to reach her. That Rita needs to find something to do with her life, something where she cannot hurt my lady. She will keep your villain child company, so she can see what happens to those that spread lies. Now, I must go, my dear Mrs. Molly, and goodbye to you, Miss Nicole."

He turned back into Cerberus, and he was gone.

When Molly opened the heavy bag, it was full of bars of gold. Fleur said, "Wow, that is at least 15 pounds of solid gold." As soon it was empty, the bag filled again. Molly took it away, she had read stories about greedy witches who had abused similar gifts, and not one of them had a good ending. Molly pulled her wand out, to invoke a charm known to her. No one in this room would be able to share today's events with anyone else.

Bill and Harry had an idea, to lure her to Harry's home because Rita would never come to the Burrow. They sat to make plans.

Hermione and Sirius

Sirius couldn't get enough of his witch. They had days of bliss until an owl arrived. It was for Hermione, "The nasty piece, Rita, she says if I don't grant her an interview, she will tell the public about my Necromancer activities. She also said that she knows the name of my relatives, the Dagworth-Granger. She would make sure to mention them as well and would disclose the abandoned brother. They don't deserve this; neither does my grandfather. Of course, she will denounce me as the big fake." Hermione looked worried and angry as well.

"Maybe you should call your powerful relatives, they must know someone high enough to crush a beetle." Sirius sat Hermione on his lap and held her tight. If he were given a chance, he would step on the bug himself.

For hours, Hermione was gloomy, so Camellia ran into a portrait. Meanwhile, Hermione called her grandfather, whose heart was more than forgiving, he listened and agreed. He would like to meet his relatives, he believed in letting the hurt go.

Later, Hermione owl Rita who smiled triumphantly.

Tea Time- Surprise!

Kreacher and Molly, who arrived early, had been hard at work for hours. He debated between preparing a traditional tea, or something more contemporary. Finally, he decided on a combination of both. Sirius tried to get a taste and was kicked out of the chef's domain. He left guffawing at Kreacher's new getup, he had made an apron and matching bandana from an old Hawaiian shirt. "Outs, no touching the food. You already be having lunch, out. I be working with Lady Weasley, only two in the kitchen, outs." He was throwing a fit, jumping up and down.

By the time Rita arrived, several guests were already there. She was surprised to see so many people. Her intuition told her that something was wrong, maybe she should leave. Besides, she was unhappy when she wasn't invited to enter the room and was asked to wait at the door.

Hermione's relatives sat with an older man who had Hermione's hair. He held hands with the stuffy Lady Dagworth-Granger, both looking at each other happily. There were posing for a photographer from a reputable society page, who was just finishing with the photoshoot. He was gone minutes after Rita arrived. Then she was asked to come in.

She saw several members of the Weasley family and Harry Potter. Rita was introduced to a solicitor who was just leaving. Rita recognized him, Pucey Sr., famous for ruining many reporters' lives. He won every defamation suit. But, he didn't shake hands with Rita and was barely civil.

"Before we talk," Hermione said, "let us have a drink." It wasn't a request, Rita heard the tone and wasn't feeling at ease.

Molly Weasley and Kreacher brought one tray with tall glasses filled with colored drinks, and one with appetizers.

Kreacher announced, "Watercress and goat cheese pastries with quince's gel toppings..." and a few more. The glasses contained an alcohol-less fruity cocktail with slices of limes, strawberries, and mint leaves.

Rita was uneasy when she saw the pastries and other appetizers, all shaped like beetles, very realistic.

Molly added, "The cocktail, is named Beetle Juice after a Muggle story Kreacher likes. He is so creative."

Rita cringed, knowing that she was in hostile territory; indeed, she was fully aware.

A new guest arrived, he smelled of Eucalyptus and smoke, he wore a hooded cloak, no explanations given. He greeted the hostess with a continental kiss. Rita noticed a fluffy white dog perched on his broad shoulder. The little beast snarled at Rita, making many smile.

When the new guest saw Molly, he bowed his head, and gallantly kissed her hand. He ignored Rita, as if she were not there, and instead took a couple of the appetizers to pop them in his mouth. "Very tasty, excellent though I acquired a taste for real roasted beetles, one of my favorite treats." Rita heard a few nasty snickers around the room.

Rita noticed the color of his hands bright red, with claws that resembled dog's nails. An uncomfortable sweat started running down her back.

"You don't say, I might try to find some next time to come around," Hermione looked at Rita while she popped a pastry in her mouth. "I forgot to tell you, my family's reunion will appear tonight in the news, my grandfather has reunited with his family. He was lost during a raid long ago, and today, we decided to make it public. Isn't that grand? "

"It is best, you never know who might decide to make a story out of it and lie. We are happy since my wife's relatives have welcomed me as their son. I hope that you are taking notes." Sirius commented, not looking at Rita.

The stranger's laugh made Rita's stomach lurch. She saw her photographer run to the Floo, he had heard an internal warning to go, and he made haste.

As soon as he was gone, the visitor lowered his hood, "It was kind of you to save me time by coming here." He smiled, making Rita want to cry if there were demons, this was one, she just noticed that he was over two meters tall. He fixed his scary eyes on Rita.

"I warned all you vultures not to upset my baby's mommy, but you ignored it. I saw you outside when you came and know you heard me, and I don't speak in vain. Now you come with me. I have a taste for a roasted beetle," he turned to look at Hermione, "I'll be back, it won't take long, I wouldn't miss the feast. You stay here, darling, the place where we are going is not a place for a child." He kissed the small dog who jumped several meters unto Hermione's lap.

With those words, he touched a terrified speechless Rita and disappeared with her into Snape's portrait.

As soon as Cerberus left the place broke out in wicked laughter and applause. When Cerberus came back, he didn't share what happened, other than, "Red has softened a lot, maybe she can return soon, we will see." He sat with Camellia on his shoulder where she could be easily fed, and she could kiss her Papa.

They spent a pleasant afternoon eating the feast prepared by the chefs. As if it were an everyday occurrence to spend time with someone like Cerberus. Kreacher had accepted Molly in his domain, and they were talking about opening an exclusive restaurant, one with a private room with a portrait, for a special guest. Sirius liked the idea, he would manage the place.

Sirius held on to his wife, happy to see her relaxed. With their protector, they would be fine. He loved the company, but as soon as they left, Sirius had a couple ideas that he wanted to explore. "I dreamed about holding your body and learning about love in your arms, but the reality is so much better. I saw you playing games, would you play with me? "

"Sure, what do you have in mind?" Hermione ran her finger along his body. She couldn't stop touching him, her life was what she had wanted for very long. She felt safe and loved, and she had Camellia.

Somewhere far away-

Ginny was terrified that something had found her, and she thought it was the Picker. It wasn't, she was taken into a room, but she wasn't alone, Rita Skeeter was there, looking horrified. When she saw Ginny looking so awful, she asked, "Are we dead? Is this hell?" She sniffed the air; it smelled of roasted something. She looked at her feet, it was covered with pieces of roasted bugs. She screamed.

Ginny jumped and put her hand over Rita's mouth, "Shut up, you will call the Picker's attention. And no, we aren't dead, but yes, we aren't in a good place. Look out there and be quiet. If anyone is picked, it won't be me." Ginny wanted to talk to whoever, maybe there was a way out.

Rita kept looking at a big tray, full of roasted beetles, and stopped the scream. She narrowed her eyes, "I am here because of you. I will tell the whatever brought me here that it was your fault." Rita told Ginny.

"Ha, you cannot lie. For every lie, bad or mean words or even bad thoughts, the Picker becomes more aware of you, look out there. Yes, that is the Picker."

The room had an opening, and Rita nearly screamed again when she saw outside. "I always knew the Mudb..."

Ginny covered Rita's mouth. "Imbecile, look at the Picker looking around. If he picks someone, it will be you. I wish that I hadn't been so petty, but as of now, stay far away from me."

Ginny looked at the tray, "Hmm when we went to Egypt, we ate roasted insects, not bad, rather tasty. I am hungry. By now roasted, what are these beetles?" Ginny popped one in her mouth, "Yes, not bad, have one, here."

Rita bit her hand to stop a scream, even Miss Weasley was a cannibal.

At the Grangers- Games couples play-

A couple wearing Gryffindor uniforms sat on a couch. Her skirt was unusually short.

Hermione looked at her' date,' she had seen the Gryffindor before. He was well known but had been away for a while. Hermione saw that his eyes were semi-closed, gods he was hot. But wait, where was his hand?

"No, no, Black, I am not like that, take your hand away from there." Her breath hitched, and she moved closer, giving him better access.

He chuckled, "I see, a likely story. But if I am not mistaken, why aren't you wearing knickers?"

The end