Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine.

Harry walked into the meeting room almost a half-hour early and began to rearrange the furniture, conjuring several chairs as he went. He pushed the small table off to the corner by the door and set the chairs in a circle. He started counting the chairs, but eventually gave up and muttered "Count!" a hazy number twenty-one appeared in the air, and Harry vanished it with a wave of his wand.

As he finished conjuring the last of the chairs, the door opened. He sighed, hoping that it wasn't already time for the meeting.

"Hello, Harry," said an airy voice from the door.

"Oh, hi, Luna." Luna was always a few minutes early, which gave Harry fair warning as to when the others would be arriving.

"I saw the article in the Daily Prophet."

"Yeah?"

"I think more people will start calling him Voldemort," she said thoughtfully, then added. "It doesn't take much for you to get in the paper, does it?"

"No, it doesn't."

"Ready for the meeting? Last one."

"I know. I'm really going to miss it. Oh, well. I'll still see you all anyway. You going back to Hogwarts?"

"Yes. And then after that, I'm going to travel a bit. I might even find a Crumple-Horned Snorkack."

"You might." The door opened again, and a small crowd filed into the room. Slowly, all the seats were filled, Ron and Hermione choosing the chairs closet to the front. Harry took a deep breath and began the meeting.

"Thank you all for coming. So today, we're just going to go over what we've accomplished, and what happens after this. It is the last meeting-" an odd sort of noise came from where Hermione was sitting, but her face remained unchanged. "- so things will be a bit different. The Hogwarts Rebuild Group has done a wonderful job helping the Ministry, and Hogwarts is ready for use. Special thanks to team leader Hermione Granger. The village rebuilding has also gone tremendously, thank you to Cho Chang. Hannah Abbott and her crew have been working diligently at the Hogwarts grounds to construct a memorial, which as I understand is a few days from being finished." Hannah nodded in approval.

"And finally, thank you Neville's group, for helping to prevent further Horcruxes. You have destroyed a total of thirty-six book titles, twelve journals, and fifteen other items."

Neville stood up. "It's actually thirty-seven books, now. We just found one yesterday."

Harry nodded and wrote that down. "Should anyone find a Mention, you are to notify me immediately via owl, or Patronus in the case of multiple copies of a book in one location."

"I feel like we're missing something," Hermione said. "Like we're forgetting it, I just haven't got a clue what it is! I just can't remember!"

Harry paused for a moment. Come to think of it, it did seem like something was missing. "You're right," he said. "What is it?"

"Remember…" said Ron slowly. "That's exactly what we need to do."

"Of course it is, Ron."

"No, I mean, Slughorn's memory!"

Harry stared at him, astonished at his own lack of over-looking this detail. Hermione looked like she could have kissed him (thankfully, she did not). The others looked merely confused, glancing around awkwardly.

"Alright, yes," said Harry. "We'll be able to get that, I know where it is. Moving on. What happens now. Some of us are going to Hogwarts, some of us are going to become Aurors, some of us have other plans. For anyone who doesn't know what they're going to do, George Weasley has asked me to extend his employe hunt to you, simply go to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and ask for him. Does anyone have any questions? No? Are you sure? Okay, then. Thank you all for coming to the last D.A. meeting…"

"Actually… " Hermione had stood up again. She pulled a small, jangling pouch out of her robe pocket. She opened it up and handed a small, golden coin to Harry.

"A Galleon," he said, turning it over in his hand. But that wasn't an ordinary Galleon. In fact, it looked awfully like the ones they'd had in fifth year. Everyone leaned forward a little to see what it was.

Hermione held one up for them to get a closer look. "I made them better this time. Now Harry can choose who it calls, because we won't all need to get together at the same time anymore. When you get it, tap it with your wand, and say your full name. Don't lose them" She set the pouch on the small table in the corner and walked over to Harry.

"We need to go get the memory soon." Ron walked over behind her, nodding in agreement. "How about tomorrow after swimming?"

"Oh, okay," said Ron, and he went over to the table to get a coin.

"Uh - Hermione, I have plans for tomorrow after swimming," Harry said.

"What?" she asked, digging through her bag to find something.

"Ginny and I were going to go to Diagon Alley."

"You were?" Hermione had looked up from the bag; this seemed to be something that interested her greatly. He nodded.

"Oh, good. I've been trying to get you two to go out for ages. You really should go to a Muggle place, though."

"We should," Harry agreed. Hermione went back to what she had been doing, wandering away from Harry in the process. "Hey, wait a minute! Were you setting us up?" But Hermione didn't answer, she just pulled out her wand and began to restore the room to its former state.

"Hey, Ron!" Harry called. "Did you know Hermione was trying to get me and Ginny together?"

"What?" said Ron unconcernedly. "Oh, yeah."

"Are we the only ways not aware of this?"

"Well, I don't think Mum and Dad know…"

Thanks for reading! I know the chapter's a bit short, but it's important to the story and needed to to be on its own, away from the other bit that I wrote last week. Cassandra30 and Aithne, thank you for the reviews!