A/N: And Now for the epilogue of I Don't Even Know Her Name! Remember, I am not JK Rowling. This chapter has a character from Heir of Apophis Slytherin. So I hope you read that before this.
About Two Years Later
"We have to get Harry out of that house somehow," Lilia said at the Order of the Phoenix meeting. She was sitting between George and Fred at the table at Grimmauld Place. Remus was at the head of the table, Mr. Weasley at the other end. Mrs. Weasley was sitting right across from Lilia, Kingsley sitting to her left. Snape was standing in a dark corner, watching the proceedings with a sneer, and Mad-Eye Moody in another, his magical whirling around, the buzzing from the movement giving a quiet hum to the silence. Bill was sitting with his fiancé , Fleur, to the right of his mother. Tonks and Remus was standing behind the twins and Lilia, her arms crossed, and shoulders tense.
"We know that Lilia," Remus said gently, "But we have to get some sort of plan forming soon, because You-Know-Who can't be expecting it, or if he does we have some sort of plan B. It would be ideal for him to change into an animal, but since he isn't an animagus, that plan doesn't work." The room was silent as they contemplated a plan. Lilia was holding Fred's hand and George couldn't help but eye them with envy. He loved Lilia like a sister, but he was jealous that his brother was able to find love, and keep it, like he couldn't.
"Well seeting here eesn't going to do anything but prolong time," Fleur said a bit snootily from her seat with her heavy French accent. Lilia fought the urge to get up and punch her.
"We know that Fleur," Lilia snapped at her, and the two women glared at each other, "But it's not like you have been coming up with many ideas either."
"More than you have," Fleur spat back and Lilia stood up abruptly, growling at the Veela. Fleur stood up as well and the two women were almost nose to nose over the table.
"Fighting isn't go to do anything Duvane and Delacour, so might as well sit down," Mad-eye said gruffly from his corner and the two women sat back down slowly, as if waiting for the other to make a sudden move. George tried to fight his laughter, as did Fred, which earned them various glares. They shrugged simultaneously, when suddenly an idea formed into both of their heads.
"We've got it," they said at the same times and all eyes landed on them. Lilia eyes Fred warily.
"A plan to get Harry out of the Dursley house on his birthday," she asked and they nodded concurrently, and their grins became wider.
"Out with it you two," Mad-eye said impatiently.
"Why don't we -," Fred began.
"Become Harry," George finished and the others looked at them as if they had lost their marbles. Except for Mad-eye, who nodded in approval as he followed their train of thought.
"I like it, good idea Weasley," he congratulated them and they smiled triumphantly at the group.
"I am afraid I don't follow," Kingsley said as he looked around the room, noticing the other blank faces. But the Lilia's brightened from confusion to understanding.
"We use polyjuice to change into Harry, then we leave at the same time as the real Harry to throw Voldemort off his scent. I like it," she said then gave the twins a kiss on each other their cheeks. Mad-eye nodded firmly before stepping away from his corner, his staff hitting the ground hard at the same time as his prosthetic, and moved towards the door.
"Now that we have an idea of what to do about Potter, we can move on to the second order of business," he began as he looked at everyone, his blue eye whizzing over all their faces, "We have two new members. Fred, George, you might recognize them from your year. I happen to know one of their fathers very well and can attest to their loyalty. First we Have Rose Begley," he said and a young woman sauntered out, her auburn hair flowing down across her shoulder, her brown eyes twinkling with mischief as she waved to the twins.
"Hello boys," she said to them cheerfully, "Miss me?"
"Rose? What are you doing here? I thought you had left with Cassi to China," George said as he stood up slowly. He couldn't let himself believe it. He could feel his heart begin to race, and his breathing became erratic. Rose and Cassi went everywhere together, and Rose's family jumped at the chance to get her daughter to safety somehow. That could only really mean one thing. Time slowed down as George stared at the door with wide eyes and she stepped through. She had cut her hair short into a wispy pixy that framed her face perfectly. He first saw her saw her combat boot clad feet, then moved his eyesight up her jean-covered legs, then his eyes landed on her flat stomach, up to her chest, the black tank top showing a modest bit of cleavage. His eyes trailed up her neck, her chin, then her supple lips, her nose, then finally landing on her bright purple eyes.
"And second is Cassiopeia McKenna," Mad-eye introduced, but George wasn't listening as he stared into her violet orbs that he thought he would never see again.
"Cassi," he breathed out as he stepped towards her from his seat slightly, then stopped to continue to stare at her some more. He saw the muscles in her arms bounce slightly, and saw the ridges of her abs through her thin but tasteful black tank top. She smiled at him shyly, never taking her eyes away from his. The room seemed to have stopped all movement to watch the reunited lovers.
"Hello George," she said to him, her confident voice belying how nervous she was, "I promised you I would be back."
A/N: And that was the epilogue! I know this story was short, and when I revise it after the third installment of the trilogy I might add some more chapters. I hope you liked the dramatic ending. I had envisioned it since before I began the story, so I hoped you liked it, despite the fact that it was only two pages long. Well, please review! Till next time!