M/N: This chapter is a little bit longer than the others, thats why it took so long to post. ENJOY:)

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The twins were in an upstairs bedroom that sat overlooking the village. At this moment Oliver was sweeping over the village with his eyes. He was so enticed that he didn't even notice his brother getting ready for the funeral. Matt was just starting to put on his dress robes when Ollie decided to do the same. The robes Matt had chosen to wear were all black with the exception of a white tie. Oliver chose to compliment his robes with a blue tie.

The room was filled with an unnerving silence. Mostly this was because the man that was basically their grandfather had been murdered. There was one other reason the silence existed. From this day forward their lives were no longer in their hands. Danger would exist no matter where they went. Murderous fiends and ferocious beasts would now be everyday occurrences, but they took this in stride. This was what they were trained for no one would be better suited for the job, not even the Order of the Phoenix.

Matt adjusted his tie in the mirror and then he pushed the hair out of his eyes. Staring at himself in the mirror, he began to reminisce. When he first chose to be a protector the main lesson that was taught was this. Your life is no longer yours. A lesson that struck fear into most people. Even Matt had fallen prey to its presence, but now he understood it. His life was the same as those who he protected. If he did his job right no one would die. If he died the job would have been done right to most people, but not him. There was no excuse for failing in his eyes.

A knock was heard at their door. Ollie called to it, "Come in."

The door opened to show somber Nymphadora Tonks. "Alright boys lets head out," her voice seemed shaky as she beckoned to them.

Matt and Ollie simply nodded and followed her out of the room. She led them downstairs and into the hall where Remus Lupin stood waiting for them. Reaching out for Tonks' hand he spoke, "We will apperate into Hogsmeade and from there we will make our way to the lake where the service is being held."

Once again all Matt and Ollie could do was nod. With the sign of their understanding Lupin opened the door and escorted his wife outside. Matt and Ollie closed the door as they made their way out. Walking out past the enchantments placed on the house, the group turned on the spot and with four loud cracks they apparated.

The scene changed as they landed in Hogsmeade. Lupin set off at a brisk pace with Tonks right behind him. The twins slowed a bit and looked around. Hogsmeade was swarming with witches and wizards from all over. A few leprechauns passed by Ollie's leg. Matt began to head up towards the Three Broomsticks because he saw a number of Veela exiting out of it. Ollie seized his brother's arm and directed him towards the lake.

The lake was more crowded than Hogsmeade. Chairs covered the lawn as did mourners. Matt had regained his composure and saw some familiar faces. Corneilus Fudge, the former Minister of Magic, sat towards the front. The Weasley family sat as a whole near the lake. A few rows in front of them sat Harry Potter. Next to him were Hermione Granger, Ginny and Ron Weasley. These were the most intriguing of people because they would be his job from now on.

"Hey Ollie, this way," Matt was motioning to the group of Harry and the Weasleys. Ollie agreed and followed Matt as they took seats closer to the center, but near enough to eavesdrop. This didn't seem to be necessary because crying was the only conversation.

Soon the crowds went quiet as the man the boys recognized as Rubeus Hagrid began walking down the aisle. In his arms lie something that everyone knew what it was. The body of Albus Dumbledore lay serenely in Hagrid's arms. The large man set Dumbledore down on the table.

The ceremony began and a man in black robes began a eulogy. The man droned on about Dumbledore's life and accomplishments. No one seemed to be interested that much.

Matt and Ollie sat in silence as the man continued, but something was off. Matt looked around and no one else seemed to notice it. The feeling was starting to sweep over him already. He couldn't see where it was coming from though. Now the feeling was overwhelming and something had to be done. Looking to Ollie he drew his wand. Ollie was somewhat alarmed by his brother, "What are you doing and here of all places."

"You don't feel it," Matt's face was almost covered in the shock that his brother didn't feel it.

"N-," began to speak, but the feeling hit Oliver as soon as he opened his mouth.

Matt gripped his wand tighter and stood up. The eyes of everyone in the crowd fell on Matt.

Harry looked over at the man that stood up. He perceived this as extremely rude, but his opinion soon changed.

Ollie jolted up right next to his brother as they both shouted, "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Out of Matt's wand erupted a silvery bear. A silvery wolf had been brought forth by Oliver.

Matt pointed his wand at the surrounding dementors, "Take 'em down." The bear and wolf charged the oncoming force of dementors. Thoughts flooded the minds of everyone. Fear seemed to overcome everyone. A happy though could not even come to them. As strong as Matt and Ollie were even they couldn't hold the number that Voldermort sent to make this day a living hell. Their patronuses began to falter under the stress. The number of dementors was overcoming their two patronuses.

Suddenly, groups of people rose with wands pointed in the air. Patronuses sprung into the air to aid the cause. Most notably were Harry's Stag, Ron's terrier, Hermione's Otter, and McGonagall's three cats. The power started to come back as more patronuses were added to the fray. The army of patronuses grew even stronger as Shacklebolt's Lynx and Ginny's Horse joined in. Soon the dementors began to disperse and leave as the patronus army was near unstoppable.

Once all the dementors had fled and the people returned to their seats, the wizard performing the eulogy continued. The ceremony continued without a hitch. The end of the funeral came when white flames surrounded Dumbledore's body encasing him in a white marble tomb.

Out of the corner of his eye Oliver caught Harry wandering off on the lake shore. Ollie nudged Matt, who acknowledged what Ollie saw. Soon after Harry got up Ollie noticed that Rufus Scrimgeour was rushing off to talk to him. Ollie nudged Matt again, who this time decided to take action. Excusing themselves from the crowd, Matt and Ollie made their slowly toward Harry and Scrimgeour. Unknown to them, they were being followed as Ron and Hermione excused themselves from their seats too.

Rufus Scrimgeour had finally caught up to Harry and their conversation was beginning to get a little loud.

"The request I made at Christmas then?" Scrimgeour hand was sitting curiously in his pocket.

Harry replied, "Not happening."

Scrimgeour did not take kindly to this, "You're just like that daft old fool Dumbledore!"

That one insult was all that was need to send Matt and Ollie into a fury.

"He too said the same things as you do!" Scrimgeour's wand was now drawn, perhaps out of anger, but it was the justifiable push that was needed.

"Minister, I believe you have done enough," Ollie commented as both his and Matt's wands were pointed directly at Scrimgeour.

Then Minister of Magic spun around his wand ready in his hand, "And who in the bloody hell would you two be!?!"

Matt laughed at the minister, almost to the point of dropping his wand, "I have to admit, that's the first time I've heard that in a while." Straightening up, Matt began to speak, "WE minister, are Matt," indicating himself, "and Oliver Kingston," pointing toward Ollie, "and we don't listen to you. We are what you would call magical ambassadors form the United States."

An incredulous look appeared on Scrimgeour's face showing that he was extremely skeptical of their story.

Ollie elaborated on his brother's story, "We are here at the request of Albus Dumbledore."

If Scrimgeour's face was something to look at, Harry's was better. No one in the group would have guessed what this American guy just said.

Matt took over the conversation again, "There are few people in this world who we will take orders from. The first of course is our mother, than Dumbledore, members of the Order of the Phoenix, and the last," Matt raised his hand to point directly behind Scrimgeour, "is the one and only Harry Potter. As you can see Minister, you are not on that list and one word from Harry over there and we will have a problem."

Craning his head to see Harry, Ollie shouted, "Hey Harry is he gonna be a problem for you?"

The stunned Harry simply shook his no and replied, "Not right now…"

The brothers nodded and lowered their wands. At that point Matt spoke to the Minister, "If you would please Minister take your leave now." Matt gestured for Scrimgeour to begin walking back to his posse of Ministry officials.

Once the Minister had left, Hermione and Ron finally entered the group next to Harry. Anyone could tell that Hermione was dying to ask a question. She didn't even wait for the brothers to put their wands away when she spoke, "Who are you and I know you're not ambassadors so spill it."

Matt spoke to Ollie first, "Looks like the jigs up, huh bro?" Ollie just smiled and nodded in agreement. "Like we said before, we are Matt and Oliver Kingston and yes we are here at the request of Albus Dumbledore," Matt slowed so they could take it all in.

Harry looked puzzled when he spoke, "That's all fine, but what do you mean you answer to me?"

Matt thought this question might come up and he had an answer prepared, "We don't actually report to you. We just listen to whoever we want and you happen to be one of those people."

For the first time Ron piped up, "Do you guys know-," before Ron could finish Hermione landed a sharp jab in his stomach.

"Hermione, there was no need for that," Oliver stepped in, "We know everything about what you're doing."

Ron and Hermione seemed shocked, but Harry was unfazed. Harry knew he couldn't be the only one that knew.

Ollie continued what he was saying, "Now, we can do what we see fit. Our main mission is to keep you safe, but you're not the only one who needs our help. We will be protecting the whole Weasley family, members of the Order, and you, so we'll be stretched pretty thin. I trust you'll contact us when needed."

Harry, Ron, and Hermoine nodded in agreement as Matt and Ollie turned to walk off. Realizing he forgot something, Ollie turned around, "My partonus is a wolf and Matt' is a bear. Keep that in mind." When he finished, Ollie turned back around and continued walking back to what was now the reception of Albus Dumbledore.

Back by the lake, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood there to take it all in. It was Ron that decided to break the silence, "Those bloke seem alright. What do you think Harry?"

Harry just nodded and looked at Matt and Ollie as they joined the crowd. Silently Harry thought to himself, They do seem alright.

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Question: The same question as last time, What do you think of Matt and Oliver?