A/N (please read!): First off, I'd like to apologize for taking three months to update this fic. I knew where I wanted to go, but I just didn't know how to write it, and I didn't want to update and have it end up completely sucking. It's not perfect, but hopefully it was worth at least a fraction of the wait. Secondly, thank you all SO MUCH for all the support you've given me throughout this fic. I am so glad you guys have enjoyed it as much as I've enjoyed writing it. It's one of my most popular fics with over 1300 views!!! I never thought that would happen! I hope it made you laugh, even a little. That's what I was aiming for anyway. And now, on with the story! Enjoy the last chapter and please review!

'The enveplope was covered with mud and unstamped. It bored the words 'To be handed to M. le Vicomte de Chagny,' with the address in pencil. It –' CREAK! Remus looked up from his novel (A/N: Bonus points if you can tell me what he's reading!). Sirius had made him guard the prison and if he found out that Remus was reading on the job, there'd be hell to pay. Remus scanned the hallway, but saw nothing that looked suspicious. He opened the book and just as he began to read again, he heard another loud CREAK!, this one appearing to come from the nearby staircase. He looked up the stairs, but again, there was nothing. Remus was about to pick up the book again, when...CREAK! He put the book back down. A moment later, he picked it back up again.

CREAK!

Down. Silence.

Up. CREAK!

Down. Silence.

Up. CREAK!

Remus sighed exasperatedly. "Fine, Sirius!" he called out. "You win, I'll stop reading!"

"Don't worry, Remus, you'll have plenty of time to read in prison!" Before he could reach for his gun, Remus felt cold water hit his chest. He looked around frantically and spotted his attacker of the staircase. It was Tonks. "NOW!" she cried. A second later, the sound of Mrs. Black's screams filled the house. Tonks jumped over the railing and ran down the hall toward Remus, who promptly moved out of the way of the charging Auror. Tonks opened the door of the study and Ginny and Bill looked up, alarmed. "Grab your weapons and get out!" she yelled to them before running back to the front hall. With a glance at each other, Ginny and Bill obeyed and followed Tonks out of the room. Remus looked after them, shrugged, and went into the study with his book. He closed the door on the action and settled down into an overstuffed armchair, finally at peace.

In the front hall, a battle was raging. On Tonks' signal, Harry had opened the curtains of Mrs. Black's portrait. As planned, the screams drew the Ninjas (minus Remus and McGonagall) into the front hall, where they were met by Tonks, Harry, Fred, Dumbledore and the newly released prisoners.

"Oh, sh—," Sirius was about to say, but was cut off by a jet of water that just barely missed his head. "RUN!" he shouted to his team. The Ninjas turned toward the base, but the Pirates herded them into the drawing room where it all began, slamming the door behind them. There, the battle raged on.

When Snape was sure that the coast was clear, he emerged from the closet that Tonks had dragged him into only half an hour ago and made a dash for the bathroom where the Ninja flag waited. Not bothering with secrecy since he was sure that his teammates had the Ninjas occupied, Snape ran down a long dusty hallway. He stopped in front of the bathroom door and went inside. There, peeking out from under the lid of the toilet, was the red flag. Not even bother to lift the lid, Snape yanked the flag free and dashed back to the hall.

Snape ran as fast as his legs would carry him back to the front hall and up the stairs. The base and a victory for the Pirate team were only twenty-five feet away. This was it, he thought, they were going to win! Snape wanted to slap himself when he felt the rush of excitement flood his chest and a grin spread across his face. Snape coughed awkwardly and regained his composure, then began to walk down the hall with the same proud, intimidating air that he exhibited at Hogwarts.

The base was twenty feet away...

Fifteen...

Ten...

Five...he was almost there. Then...

"Hello, Snivellus." Sirius. The Ninja captain walked out of the door opposite the Pirate base. He was pointing his water gun right at Snape's head. Snape tried to reach for his own pistol, but Sirius fired a shot at him that he gracefully ducked. Sirius made a slight motion and Snape raised his hands in the air, still clutching the flag protectively. "I was hoping you'd show, Snivelly," Sirius said menacingly. "You know how much I love an opportunity to take you down a notch."

"Just like old times, right Black?" replied Snape in a tone matching his enemy's. "I'm surprised you're this brave even when Potter isn't around to save your ass."

Sirius' eyes narrowed. "Why you little!" He extended his arm and held the nozzle of the gun between Snape's eyes. Snape could talk all he wanted, but deep down, he was nervous. There was no way out; if he moved even an inch, Sirius would shoot him and all would be lost for the Pirates. He needed help. He needed a miracle. He needed...Tonks? Over Sirius's shoulder against the wall was a mirror. In it, Snape could clearly see Tonks crouching on the staircase, ready to attack. Snape wondered if she was hidden well enough that Sirius couldn't see her, but Sirius was so caught up in the drama of the moment that she could have been dancing naked in front of him and he still wouldn't notice. "Say goodbye, Snivelly," Sirius said. In a flash, Tonks jumped out from behind the corner and shot Sirius straight in the temple. He looked wide-eyed from Snape, to Tonks, then back to Snape.

Snape grinned. "Goodbye." He ran past Sirius and into the Pirate base, where he raised the flag in the air in victory. Tonks appeared in the doorway a second later and pounced on Snape, capturing him in a bone-breaking hug.

"We won! We won! We won!" she cried. Snape returned the embrace and grinned mockingly over her shoulder at Sirius, who huffed and walked away. On the staircase, Sirius yelled dejectedly, "Game's over, Pirates win!" Both teams burst through the door of the drawing room, the Pirates cheering loudly and the Ninjas grumbling. Everyone was soaking wet; apparently the "get-shot-and-you're-out" rule went out the window in the heat of battle. Snape and Tonks came down the stairs a few moments later and were met with cheers and applause from the Pirates. Harry rushed over to them and gave Snape a huge hug. Snape looked at his least favorite student oddly.

"Potter?" he said.

"Yes?"

"Get off of me." Harry quickly backed off and mumbled an awkward apology. Just as Snape was brushing the Potter germs off of his vest, Dumbledore rushed up to him and took Harry place. Snape rolled his eyes and patted the Headmaster lightly on the back.

When Dumbledore pulled away, he said, "I do believe this calls for a celebration." The Pirates cheered and followed him to the kitchen. Dumbledore waved his wand and the dreary kitchen became a pirate-themed paradise. Everyone gathered around the table, Ron, Hermione and Fred doing so grudgingly.

"I think you forgot something, Professor," said Tonks, looking around at the decorations. She waved her wand and in front of every seat there appeared a tankard of rum.

"Sweet!" said Ron, reaching for his tankard, but Hermione slapped his hand away and glared at him. He looked down and mumbled at her under his breath. Just then, Sirius burst through the door, dragging Remus by the ear with one hand and McGonagall in the same way with the other. He looked furious and ignored their cries of pain. He let them go and they all sat down at the table, Remus and McGonagall rubbing their ears and glaring at Sirius. Tonks stood up from her seat and held her tankard. Everyone quieted down.

"I propose a toast," she said. "First, to the Ninja team for playing such a good game." The Ninjas glared at Tonks, but she ignored them and continued. "Secondly, to Crookshanks and Harry for getting us the location of the flag, even though they scarred up for life in the process." Everyone at the table shuddered and McGonagall blushed wildly. Crookshanks only stretched and yawned lazily. "And finally...to Snape." Snape glared at her, but all of the other Pirates were smiling broadly at him. Tonks lifted her tankard high into the air. "To the Pirates!" she cried.

"To the Pirates!" everyone echoed, clanking their tankards and drinking their rum. Actually, Sirius chugged his, but no one could blame him. The group continued to drink and talk loudly when Molly Weasley burst through the door, looking furious.

"What on Earth is going on here?!" she cried. "I thought I told you to clean and now look at this house! It's worse off than it was before! I can't believe you all, it seems I can't leave you alone for one day without you making a mess! Why I never –" Molly rambled on, but the Pirates at least paid her no mind. Remus would be the one to get in trouble anyway. In mid-ramble, she grabbed Remus by the ear and dragged him out of the room, his swears and cries of pain being drowned out by her scolds.

Sirius got up from his seat and walked over to Tonks and Snape who were chatting amongst themselves. They looked up when they saw him approach. Sirius extended his hand toward Snape, shocking everyone who saw them. "Good game," he said without emotion. Snape nodded and shook his rival's hand. Then Sirius turned to Tonks and smiled. "And you," he said, embracing her warmly. "You are a bloody genius! I think I speak for all of us when I say that that was the most fun I've had all summer." The group nodded in agreement. It was only for one day, but everyone was thankful for the break in the summer monotony that the War of Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place had provided. From then on, boredom was not something often seen around the Order headquarters; they made their own fun.