The battle for Hogwarts came several days before Christmas. Dumbledore and his forces managed to kill several of their number in the first few minutes. Then Kerri, a small select group of vampires, and reinforcements from the Forbidden Forest arrived. The very anti-climactic battle was over in little under an hour.

Remus and Kerri killed Dumbledore themselves. Though many had wanted that pleasure for themselves, no one minded too much. He had taken much from everybody, but no one so much as Remus who didn't dare leave his mate out of the fun. They trapped Dumbledore in his office. Kerri used her power over ice to freeze him one body part at a time, which Remus took great pleasure in smashing off. Bit by agonizing bit, they slowly rid the world of the headmaster. No one objected to their methods.

Harry immediately sent statements to The Prophet, which had gone under lockdown. The paper was still printing, but under a ridiculous amount of spells. They couldn't be sent false information and anyone seeking to control the paper was misdirected away from its location. Useful, but mostly unnecessary. Voldemort could care less what was printed, most reporters were on his side so Dumbledore had nothing to worry about, and Harry had simply been too busy to be bothered.

There had been a lot of confusion surrounding the start of the war. Everyone had their own opinion of course, but nothing substantiated. No one was truly certain about who had done what or why Harry had split, he told them now. He also sent memories from Dumbledore's very own pensieve.

The wizarding world was about to receive several major shocks regarding the recently deceased headmaster. Hopefully this would negate the "Harry Potter The-Boy-Who-Betrayed" propaganda. Remus was appointed the new headmaster. The few teachers who'd taken Dumbledore's side were shown his true colors; those who remained loyal were removed from the school.

They chose to continue with the summer plans the headmaster had setup, with one large difference. They planned to actually teach defense whereas Dumbledore had been planning to brainwash the students. No one had sent in a cancellation of any sort, so it appeared to Harry that no one really cared who was in charge. The wizarding world was full of morons.

***

Harry and the twins were in the Room of Requirement searching for the Diadem. Or rather, Harry was searching; the twins were trying to convince him that sex in the middle of a crud filled and dusty room was much more exciting than just a plain old bed.

"For the last time, no! I mean, look at this mess. We could get tetanus or rabies or something equally icky."

Fred scoffed, "A vampire with tetanus? Puh-lease. Although rabies would be hilarious."

George chortled, "You'd turn the entire wizarding world vamp before anyone could even think of stopping you and all would have rabies. Fastest way to take over the world in my estimation."

"Would you guys quit clowning around and help me look? This is important."

"Harry," Fred said, very seriously. "If we stopped clowning around the world would come to an end."

Harry rolled his eyes and sighed. "Yes you're right. The day you two are serious is the day I, along with everyone else who knows you, drops dead of a heart attack from the shock of it all."

"Well we can't have that," George purred. "You give far too good a blow job to be killed off quite so soon."

Harry flushed bright red. "That does it! Either shut up or ship out."

"Alright," Fred said in a huff. "Fine. We'll go but we're taking the Diadem with us! Come Forge."

"Right behind you Gred."

"You mean you had it this whole time? Dammit you guys!"