~~I still don't own any of the characters from the shows~~~

Gabrielle was only half paying attention as she passed the bowl of delicious smelling homemade rolls to Rose. Her attention was riveted on the platter of rare steak. "Steak, please."

Lexie couldn't help but grin at the hungry look on Gabrielle's face, She held up the carving knife, "Pass your plate and I'll get you some." She smiled as she placed a few extremely rare cuts of steak on Gabrielle's outstretched plate. The rest of the rare cuts were going to end up on Willow, Lupin, Trista and Sylvie's plates. "Anything else?"

"Not right now."

Lexie chuckled as she noticed the lack of vegetables on Gabrielle's plate. "Mash potatoes don't count as vegetables, at least try some."

"I will, promise, right after I finish my steak." She couldn't help but grin as Lexie shook her head and went back to dishing up the meat to the rest of the children.

Gabrielle tried to ignore the odd looks from some of the Weasleys as she dug into her rare steak with gusto. She wasn't exactly sure what their problem was, at least she wasn't licking the blood off the plate like some times. Despite what Rose sometimes said she did have some table manners after all, besides the rolls worked well enough to soak up the blood.

Rose was glad that dinner was early as it gave her a chance to eat with the weres before the moonlight forced them to flee to the courtyard. She could tell that Trista was getting twitchier the closer to her change it got. She glanced over at Sylvie, she didn't seem quite as jittery as Trista but that was to be expected as Sylvie had been a weretiger her whole life.

Sylvie was just glad that a glass mug had been found for her and Trista, as well as non-silver silverware. The sheer amount of silver laying around the tables was making her as twitchy as a vamp in a catholic church. Back home no one had much silver just laying around, it was just too dangerous. Even at Angel's place there wasn't very much silver due in part to the number of were-creatures that lived there. She couldn't help smiling as she watched Gabrielle soak up the blood on her plate with her roll. Just the smell of the blood was making her beast stir.

Lupin glanced nervously at the large grandfather clock out of the corner of his eye as he watched Sylvie lick her lips with a hungry expression on her face. "I think if the children are done, we should probably get the were-munchkins out to the shed."

Sylvie carefully squeezed Gabrielle's hand for support, slipped out of her chair and stood up. "I'll catch you in the morning."

Rose gave Trista a comforting pat on the back, "We'll save some desert for you."

Trista nodded, "Thanks."

Dumbledore smiled as he watched the children and Lupin leave, "I should leave as well, get back to Hogwarts for the feast. I would hate to miss my last feast there."

Molly frowned, "Don't talk like that Albus, I'm sure you will enjoy many more feasts."

"Perhaps but I think my time at Hogwarts is coming to an end, as much as I wish it were otherwise. I can only hope that the ritual Mrs. Rosenberg is attempting tonight will help slow the curse."

Willow nodded, "Take your time with your goodbyes we don't have to start the ritual prep work until an hour before midnight."

Albus nodded, "It saddens me that I will not be able to finish the mess with Riddle but the curse is growing by the day. Snape's potions are doing less and less and taking more out of me. I can barely move my arm anymore. No, I think that without a great deal more luck than I deserve, tonight shall be my last night on this earth. But do not despair for I gladly go to chase adventure in the next life." He smiled at the group gathered around the table before looking at Dawn, "If you would be so kind as to help an old man back to Hogwarts."

Dawn nodded, snapped her fingers together and created a portal back to Hogwarts. "Have fun."

Mister Weasley watched Dumbledore step through the portal. He was only half paying attention to the comforting words he was using to try to calm his wife down. Of course he had known that Dumbledore's time was growing short but he had always held some hope that some discovery would change things. But hearing the certainty in Dumbledore's voice had crushed his last shred of hope that his friend would survive the night. The ritual that was supposed to cure the headmaster was probably nothing more than a way to ease his pain. That would explain why they hadn't been invited to witness the ritual. A large part of him was glad that he was being spared the pain of watching his friend die. Now if he could just convince his wife of that.

Mr. Granger was enjoying the feast much more than he thought he would. It had been a bit strange sitting down for dinner with a bunch of wizards that he had up until today only heard stories about. While he was used to hearing about magic from his daughter, he wasn't used to people using magic around him at least not for such trivial things as stirring a frying pan. He was beginning to understand just how much most witches and wizards depended on magic. He was more than a little overwhelmed with all of the magic shop talk going around the table. He briefly wondered if this was how his daughter felt when he used to invite dentist colleagues over for dinner.

Xander grinned as he noticed the look of bemused confusion on Mr. Granger's face, "Don't worry just smile and nod at some point they'll remember that we don't understand them and move on to different subjects."

Hermione chuckled as she watched her mother carefully distract Mrs. Weasley with questions about her favorite wizarding foods. Apparently her mother had noticed that Molly needed a bit of distracting. She was just glad that no one had brought up Gabrielle's odd food preferences nor her wife's. Now if they could just survive the rest of the night without some major catastrophe she would be very glad.

Gabrielle finally had a better understanding of just what Uncle Xander meant when he used the expression 'It's like watching a train wreck, you just can't look away, no matter how much you might want to.' Right now she wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to bury her head in her hands like her brother was doing or avidly watch the sight taking place in the middle of her room. It had started innocently enough with the siblings and cousins plus Breena gathering back at her room after dinner to watch a movie. Gabrielle let her thoughts drift back to how the mess started.

She had barely opened the door when her youngest sister and her friend rushed past her giggling, claiming the pool table by dragging a large comfy blanket over the top of it. The twins had quickly commandeered the couch, while Rose and Leo worked on dragging the large leather reading chair over to where the DVD player was. Gaby and Raisa looked at each other for a brief second before making a dash for the comfortable bed. Apparently they had both had the same thought and had decided that the bed was softer than the floor. Raisa giggled as she blurred past her cousin in a burst of inhuman speed. Gaby mock pouted as she flopped down next to her cousin. "That's so cheating."

Raisa stuck her tongue out playfully at her older cousin, "So is magic."

Gaby rolled her eyes, "So what movie are we watching?"

William grinned from where he was kneeling down sorting through the movies on the shelf, "We should watch the one Leo got from Lexie."

Gabrielle glanced at Raisa, "I'm not sure that's a great idea."

Raisa pouted, "Spoil sport, how bad can it be?"

Gabrielle frowned she remembered that she had tossed up a few token protests but looking back she knew that she had wanted to see what was on the disk as much as William did. She almost wished she hadn't gone along with it now. If she had seen the nervous looks on the twins' faces she probably would have called it off, instead she had waved her hand and dimmed the lights. William took that as the okay and loaded the DVD before flopping down on the sheepskin rug in front of the screen.

Looking back it hadn't been the multiple very young naked girls in the home movie doing all sorts of things both naughty and cute to each other that shocked the group, or rather it was but only indirectly. It had shocked her more than a little when little noises had caused her to glance back and see her youngest sister laying on the pool table with her hand down her friend's pants. Her squeak of surprise when she noticed Gaby staring at her had alerted the rest of the room to what was happening on the pool table. No, all of that, Gabrielle could have dealt with, the disturbing part was the multiple 'No!s' that came from various girls and William when Lilyanne had noticed the attention and asked, "Do you want us to stop?" Even Raisa had screamed no, the only one that didn't say anything was Leo but that was to be expected as he was too busy trying desperately to focus on Breena and not his sister.

Gabrielle knew she was going to hell for enjoying watching her youngest sister being stripped and tongue ravished by her girlfriend as her siblings watched with fascination, she just couldn't force herself to care, that is at least until she heard the door creak open.

Author's note: I hope I didn't offend people too much, my muse wrote this last part rather than the spell used on the headmaster, like I had been planning. I'm hoping to get that out shortly as well.