Every single member of the Order and family member had shown up at Grimmauld Place. They wanted to know exactly what had happened. Harry had told the story about a million times. Tonks, Lupin, and Moody had shown up late, so he had to go through it yet again. They went into the living room, as everyone else was in the kitchen.

"So, she escaped," Moody grumbled. "You have got to learn to keep your eyes on your target."

"Well, at least nothing bad happened," Tonks said. "Everyone came back okay."

"We found Peter," Lupin pointed out. "That's a good thing. Although I don't think I would have objected to Ron killing him."

"Azkaban is much better," Harry said. "He doesn't deserve to die. He made others suffer; it's time he's suffered as well." Lupin and Tonks nodded. Moody got up and left the room.

"Are you feeding all of these people?" Tonks wondered.

"I guess so," Harry mumbled. He doubted it, though. Ginny wasn't fond of cooking for her own family, let alone all of these people. As if she knew that he was thinking about her, Ginny came into the room and plopped herself down next to Harry. "What's going on out there?"

"We have a guest chief," Ginny said brightly. "Mum." She looked extremely relieved.

A little black cat suddenly jumped onto the couch they were on. It rubbed itself against Ginny's head. "What's that?" Harry asked her.

"That is a cat," Tonks said.

"I got Lily a cat," Ginny confessed.

"Why?"

"She wanted one."

"What?" they heard from behind them. James had entered the room. "I've wanted a dog for five years!"

"There's a big difference between a dog and a cat," Ginny said as if everyone knew that.

"She doesn't like you as much," Harry joked.

"Harry!"

"Well, it's true -"

"It is not. I love all of my babies equally - even the really annoying one with the scar on his head." She pushed Harry a bit and got up. "I should go help mum."

"That's why I came," James said. "She told me to come find you."

"Damn," Ginny muttered. The rest of them got up as well.

"Why doesn't she just use Dobby?" Harry wondered. "That's why we have him."

"She's never had a house elf before," Ginny said. "Dobby's not that good at cooking anyway."

They joined the rest of the group in the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley was shooing everyone out. "Out! Out, all of you! How am I supposed to cook with you all hovering over me? Out! Oh, not you, Harry, you can stay. It's your kitchen."

Harry was about to respond, when the door bell rang. The entire house suddenly became very quiet. Harry went to the door, pulling his wand out, just in case. Who could it be? Everyone was already there.

He peaked out of the peep hole in the door, and laughed, opening the door. "Give us all a heart attack, why don't you."

"It's not our fault that you're still obsessive compulsive about security." Fred and George came in the door.

"It's an invisible, unplottable, magically protected, secretly kept with a secret keeper that's been dead for years house. How safe can you get?" George said.

The noise in the house came back once everyone realized that it was okay. Some of the smaller children came running out. They loved the things that Fred and George brought from their shop. Hermione came out to see what all the commotion was, but turned around. She had given up on trying to make Fred and George behave around the kids. "Did you bring us something?" one of Bill's little girls asked.

"Of course we did. You're our favorite niece."

"What about me?" someone else asked.

"You're our other favorite."

"You two, get away from those children," Mrs. Weasley said, pointing a spoon at them. "We're about to eat, and we don't need kids with potentially dangerous toys at the table."

"Oh, come on mum. We would never give them something dangerous," Fred said.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? Last time you had half of them bleeding everywhere from your nose-bleeding things."

"Yes, but this time all we brought are steak knives," Fred joked. "Not anywhere near as dangerous."

"Although you can't give up on the classics," George mumbled.

Mrs. Weasley began ushering everyone into the kitchen. There wasn't nearly enough room for everyone, so the kids were put in a separate room. Ginny came up behind her twin brothers. "You two, go in there with the kids."

"Why us?"

"Because you're kids too. Now get."

"If you like them so much, you should take them for a week," Ron said, agreeing with his sister.

"We only like them because they're not our kids and we can get rid of them when we get tired of them," George said.

"Ever notice that we never reproduced?" Fred asked. "Now you know why. We deal with enough of them every day in the shop. Besides, it's not our fault you all like each other so much."

Harry went away from the crowd to get some quiet. He walked to the door and was about to head up the stairs. "You know, I've always wondered -" Lupin had come out with him "How'd you get that portrait to shut up?" He was looking at the curtain that covered the picture of Sirius's mother.

"I didn't. She just stopped. Maybe she gave up." Harry sat on the stairs.

"It's tiring, isn't it?"

"What?"

Lupin leaned against the wall. "Kids who get into trouble."

"Oh, yeah. It is."

"Now you know how we all felt when we had to chase after you."

"But -" He was about to say that it was different, but changed his mind.

"Are you going back to the school?" Lupin asked.

"Probably not. At least, not as a teacher. I don't like it that much. The only reason I took it was for the money. McGonagall said that she found someone else."

"She didn't. She only said that so you would leave without feeling guilty about it. No one has wanted that job since – well, since what happened when you were there. The people who have been filling in were aurors with nothing better to do. I think everyone's gotten their confidence back about Hogwarts since you've been there."

Harry smiled. "I couldn't say that I don't like being there. It's… it's odd, going back as a professor. I told myself I wasn't going back there. But, I did."

"You know that, even if you're not there, the headmistress will still be asking you for help. It's kind of funny that she spent your school years punishing you three, and now she wants you all back."

"You could go back," Harry mumbled.

"Me? Oh, no. I'm far too old to go into that again."

"What are you two doing?" Tonks had come out into the hall. "Having a tea party on the stairs? Get in here and eat. Everyone's looking for you."

Harry got up and went for the kitchen. "You know what I've wondered?" he whispered to Lupin "Why she still wants to be called Tonks when she's not a Tonks anymore."

Lupin shrugged. "Whatever makes her happy." The two of them were pushed out of the way as Mrs. Weasley came flying from the kitchen behind Fred and George, beating them with a spatula. "Exploding bubble gum! How could you give them exploding bubble gum!"

Harry glanced at the room where the kids had been. The walls were now covered in pink goo. Ginny and Hermione came out, covered in pink, looking like they had been in a war. Ron came out of the kitchen but ducked back quickly before Hermione saw him burst out laughing. He was out of luck, though, because his sister had seen him. She grabbed a fistful of the gum and ran after him. Ron took it from her and threw it at Hermione. A gum battle erupted everywhere, with wads of pink flying all around. Harry tried to get out of it, but was hit in the side of the head by Ginny.

"You're not going anywhere," she said, shoving some of it into his face. By now Mrs. Weasley and the twins had come back.

"And you yell at us?" Fred said. The two of them joined in the war.

"I give up," Mrs. Weasley said. "No wonder these children are so badly behaved."

Most of the Order members started leaving, until all that was left were the twins, Ron and Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, and all of their children. Bill and Fleur hearded their lot out – Bill took the gum out of their hair as they went through the door. There was still gum everywhere.

"See you at Christmas!" Fred shouted as he and George went for the fireplace.

"Oh no you don't." Ginny came up behind them and pulled their shirts so hard that they fell to the ground. "Clean up my house."

"You have a house elf."

"But he didn't explode gum all over my walls."

"Neither did we, technically. It was the kids who opened it. Make them clean it."

"Oh yeah, sure." She pulled out her wand and floated them, throwing them violently into the bubble gummed room. "Get on it."

Harry just watched. It was scary, really, how much she was like her mother. He went into the kitchen where his two friends were. Hermione was trying to pull gum from her hair but it wasn't working very well, even with magic. Harry sat down and put his head on the table.

"You know, when I told you I'd help you fight a war, I didn't know it would involve bubble gum," Ron said, pulling some from his arm. Harry laughed.

"You're not upset at all about Bellatrix getting away?" Hermione asked, very abruptly changing the subject.

"Not really." Harry said, sitting up straight. "If she was caught I'd be out of a job. The next time I see her I might just kill her and get it over with. That's really what I should have done a long time ago."

"She's not a threat anymore," Ron said. "Don't be worried."

"I'm not. She deserves it, for killing Sirius." He mumbled the last half of that.

Hermione looked up at the ceiling. "Maybe you could bring her here and chain her to the wall. That'd be more torture than any dementor."

"They're not that bad, are they?" Harry asked. He heard something glass break above him, followed by several pairs of feet running from the scene. "Don't answer that."

"That was probably one of mine. I'll lock them in the cellar when we get home," Hermione said.

James came into the room and looked at Harry like he wanted to ask him something. "What was that noise?" Harry asked him.

"Sirius did it."

"I did not!" came a scream from the stairs. "Why does everyone always blame me?"

"Because you're usually the culprit, dear," Ginny was saying to him.

"What is it?" Harry asked James.

"Well, um, I was wondering…if… if I could… invite someone over…" They usually weren't allowed to have friends visit, simply because the house was still the Order headquarters.

"Who?"

"Katie," he said quickly.

"Oh." Ron snickered a bit. Harry had to force himself not to laugh.

"What's all this?" Ginny asked, noticing the look on her son's face.

"James wants to invite a friend over," Harry explained. "A girlfriend."

James went red. "She's not -"

"Aw, that's so cute," Ginny said. "His first crush."

"She's not a -"

"What about a crush?" George said from the other room.

"She's not a crush, and she's not my girlfriend," James said angrily. "She's just a friend."

"Right," Harry said, still trying not to laugh.

James looked at Hermione. "She's always been your friend. You never had any interest in her."

"Well, yeah, but that's because Ron would have attacked me."

"Harry!" Ron and Hermione said together.

"Can't I want to have a friend over to meet my family? Is it a crime, is it?"

"Okay, calm down," Ginny said, petting her son's head. "We're just joking."

James was looking at Harry again, hopefully. "I think Katie is a sensible enough girl," Harry said. James smiled and looked significantly brighter. "But we'll have to go get her. She can't know where this house is, not as long as it is still a headquarters."

James ran off excitedly. Ginny came and sat on Harry, leaning against him. "It never stops, does it?"

"No." he put his arms around her. "No, it doesn't."

That's all kids. :)

Yep, that's the end of my last HP fanfiction. It will all be over in a few days. I'd like to thank everyone for reading and supporting my stories, making me feel special. :) And I'd like to thank JK for creating this awesome story for us. Without her I would never had been able to make such awesome fanfics. Thanks for giving us Harry. He's been my friend for over 7 years, and I've been so glad to have him.

So I'll stop my academy award speech, and just say thanks one more time to everyone out there! I really love you guys:)