The ninjas all trooped into the kitchen, keeping silent as they all sensed the tense mood hanging above them.

They all felt the heavy scrutinizing gazes settling upon them.

Molly was nearing the kitchen when she remembered a important question. Abruptly stopping, she turned around with a serious expression.

"How did you come to know this place? Are you to be trusted with the knowledge?"

3 Hours Earlier...

Hermione and Harry raced to Dumbledore.

As they drew nearer, Harry semi-yelled out the password, "Lemon Sherbet!"

The gargoyle obliged and jumped away from the spiraling staircase that led to the Headmaster's office.

Taking the stairs two at a time, Hermione and Harry quickly rapped on the door twice before 'slamming' it open just as Dumbledore said, "Come in."

Out of breath, the pair took a moment to catch their breaths before Harry spoke.

"Professor, could we let the ninjas come over to You-Know-Where for their very first Christmas?"

Hermione nodded in agreement, "Besides, seeing their home is currently at war and that it's behind a impenetrable shield, they have nowhere to go."

Dumbledore considered their words, "Yes, it is a wise choice. I believe our guests are good secret keepers and will not give out the information."

Harry was delighted.

Dumbledore directed his attention to Hermione, "Prepare the slip of paper for them in kanji, please, as I believe it is the written language most likely to be familiar to our guests. You know what to do, Hermione."

Hermione grinned, "Of course, Headmaster."

Then the two left his office, softly closing the door after them.

Dumbledore smiled; he could hear the fast and excited thumps the two Gryffindors' feet made as they descended down the stairs.

Present Time...

Molly Weasley was currently scurring about in the kitchen, waving her wand around as multiple silvery wispy animals were created.

She told all of them the same thing, "Summon all available Order of the Phoenix members."

The ninjas were all baffled. Summon who? If it was summoning, why wasn't she biting her thumbs? Where were the summoning circles?

But apparently, the wispy animals knew what she meant. They disappeared and moments later, wizards of all type wearing bizarre robelike-dresses suddenly appeared. The ninjas were startled at the sudden appearance of people who used the common teleporting jutsu they insisted on calling 'apparating.'

11 strange wizards and Dumbledore gathered. Except for Dumbledore, they all stared at the extra group of adolescents as they took their seats in the kitchen table, some observing the foreign-looking youths as the rest looked towards Dumbledore for an explanation. Dumbledore merely smiled his mysterious grin and requested a cup of tea from Molly.

In turn, the ninjas observed the strange group gathered.

**One was missing most of his face with a odd eyeball whizzing about in its socket, one appeared to be a hobo, four of them had flaming red hair who seems to bear a striking similarity to Ron, one had bright fluorescent pink hair akin to Sakura's, one had greasy raven hair (Kiba realized it was beak-nosed Snape from the academy), another had silvery waist-length hair with beautiful delicate features, one man appeared to be tired and worn out, while yet another was a buff, broad-shouldered wizard. Dumbledore was calm and collected, muttering to himself as he prepared tea for everyone.

All of a sudden, he looked up to Molly.

"Have you Imperturbed the kitchen yet, Molly? Can't let your Mr. and Mr. Weasley eavesdropping on our meeting."

Molly Weasley, now revealed to the ninjas as the mother of all the Weasley children they knew, nodded and went off to the door to cast the said-charm. When done, she walked back over to her seat.

"Done. Fred and George shouldn't be able to listen in now."

Dumbledore's eyes, as always, twinkled before going serious.

"Very good."

Then, he faced the group of wizards staring at him, some with a touch of impatience.

"Now, I see that all of you have noticed our group of teenagers. Except for Snape, you have not been introduced to our group of ninjas."

All gasped and immediately swiveled in their seats to again stare at the group, said group of ninjas going slightly nervous as the wizards started seeing them in a new perspective.

All consulted their dusty archive of information of their school days, some struggled while others easily retrieved mental notes. Lupin leaned forward, eager to learn more. He had not lost his love of learning, even after he graduated from Hogwarts. Since reading the updated advanced History textbook recently, he was always curious to learn more about the race of 'Muggles' who supposedly studied, practiced, and utilized a entirely different type of magic in the form of wandless magic.

Dumbledore spoke again, "Seeing that we must aquatint ourselves with each other, I ask that our ninjas introduce themselves and make themselves comfortable after doing so."

"Uzumaki Naruto, dattebayo! I'm going to be the Hokage, believe it!"

"What a drag...Nara Shikamaru."

And so on until all of the ninjas had introduced themselves. After they all introduced themselves in their own special ways, the wizards and witches introduced themselves, in turn.

Dumbledore nodded, satisfied.

Tonks spoke up, her suspicions slightly satisfied but still wary. After all, it was Moody who taught her well with his favorite phrase, "CONSTANT VIGILANCE, NYMPHADORA!" (She grimaced a bit at that short memory.)

"How old are you all?"

Shikamaru lazily answered, "Except for Lee, Tenten, and Neji who are 16, the rest of us are all 15."

Molly gasped softly while Fleur spoke up angrily.

"Dumbledor'! Zey are too young to paticipate in zhe meeting! Zhe majority of zhem are not of age! I will not—!"

Sasuke interrupted her tirade in a cold voice, "In the Hidden Shinobi Nations, the moment we graduate from the academy is when we are considered to be of age."

Sirius grinned and in a effort to diffuse the tense mood, joked, "Hey, that's nice! I could've gotten out of school a lot earlier!"

Naruto grinned back at the man, "I know right! Man, the moment I graduated was the moment I realized I didn't have to ever wake up at 6!"

Lupin smiled a weary smile at the hyperactive blonde, "Well then. When did you graduate, Naruto?"

Naruto put his hands behind him as he thought back, his face reflecting his thinking.

Naruto remembered and snapped out of his musing as he replied in a cheerful tone to Lupin's query.

"When I was 12, Lupin-san!"

The majority of the Order almost fell out of their seats. The few that happened to be sipping their tea spatted it out, coughing at the news.

Molly sputtered, almost unable to speak because of her immediate shock, "T-Twelve! And did the rest of you also graduate at t-t-twelve?!"

Hinata answered in her usual gentle way of speaking to the spluttering mother, "Yes, Weasley-san."

Neji continued Hinata's train of thought, "Please do not think any lesser of us. We are all responsible as adults...well, except for Naruto."

Hinata exclaimed quietly, "Neji-niisan!" at the same time as Naruto pouted, "Hey, Neji!" Though the two reacted similarly, they both knew Neji was only poking fun at Naruto's expense.

Sasuke added salt to the wound, "It is true that Naruto is slightly immature. I don't know why I thought you had matured..."

Naruto pretended to fume at Sasuke, "Oh, so this is how my friends treat me after I save you all twice from the Beast Bomb! This is what I get for helping you all at the war-"

Kingsley, who after saying his name remained silent, spoke up, "What war?"

Naruto turned around with a clueless expression, "Huh?"

A vein on Sakura's head protruded as she pounded Naruto's skull, "Stupid Naruto! The Fourth Shinobi War, what else?!"

Naruto rubbed his new bump, "Aww, Sakura-chan! Must you always punch me? Why not Saksuke-teme?!"

Sakura faintly blushed, "Sasuke-kun is uhm...well...he is—ARGH!"

Then, she punched him again to alleviate her embarrassment.

Moody growled, "Enough of this."

Naruto and Sakura stopped arguing and immediately went back to their line of friends...where a select few were currently rolling their eyes at their antics.

And the rest of the 'interaction' continued in this fashion, though one could call it a interrogation. A exasperated Order trying to wheedle out answers as the ninjas deliberately tried to find some way to not answer, offering either half-true statements or answering one part of it.

Above the kitchen, the twins once again brought out their Fleshy Ears.

"Let us see what our lovely group of ninjas are having with the Order, shall we? Mr. Potter, Mrs. Granger, Ginny, and Ickie Ronniekins?"

Ron grumbled at his nickname as he took a offered fleshy string.

Knowing how it already worked, they stuck one end of the string into their ear and let the extent of the string dangle over the landing.

The twins found a crack very close to the kitchen that allowed them to hear snippets of the conversation going on inside, despite their mother imperturbing the entire area. Should the conversation be done in loud pitches, maybe they could hear the entire conversation! ((Go with the flow~))

Their strings poked through to hear Lupin ask the ninjas, no doubt in a weary sort of voice, when they all graduated from their school.

They all waited expectantly, with baited breath.

"When I was 12, Lupin-san!", they heard Naruto answer.

Hermione chocked, Harry's glasses slipped off of his nose, Ron almost fell over, Ginny inhaled sharply, and the twins almost got whiplash from them turning to face each other.

Hermione reacted similar to how the Order reacted, "When they were 12! We were only second years while Ginny herself was a first year! We barely knew anything at that point! How- When did- Argh!"

The bushy haired girl almost tugged her hair out in frustration at the amount of new questions pinging around inside of her mind.

Ginny and Ron were shocked, "Blimey, Harry! Imagine graduating from Hogwarts from 12! That would be a-"

George butted in, "-dream, Ickie Ronniekins."

He turned to his twin, "Imagine that, Feorge!"

His twin replied in a mock serious tone, "Indeed, Gred! That would a miracle!"

At this point, the 4 wizards and the two witches had rolled up their Fleshy Ears, forgetting their original intent was to eavesdrop on the Order's and the ninja's conversation.

After giving hers back to the twins, Hermione stumbled away to her books in her room. Possibly to research some more even though they were all on Holiday Break, reasoned Ginny she also followed her example. Harry and Ron descended down the stairs in a daze to the living room, as their heads tried to wrap around the fact that their ninja friends who all had a passion for sharp weapons had graduated from school at the age of twelve. Meanwhile, the twins Apparated back to their room with a loud crack. Their heads were in heaven, dreaming about graduating from Hogwarts at such a early age. Imagine if they graduated from Hogwarts from their first year?!

The ninjas were squeezed dry of answers to the nosy wizards.

They wanted to know everything!

From what clan they were from to their jutsu specialty, they wanted everything!

From fear of being mind-read and to have their darkest secrets revealed publicy from Snape, the ninjas reluctantly answered in short sentences, intent on not revealing anything new and/or mind-blowing to them.

They already know so much about Konoha, y'know! They know about the Hyuuga's and the Uchiha's Visual Prowesses...all three of the Three Great Dojutsu were already known to the wizards. Granted, they only knew the most basic info. But, still! For all they know, Dumbledore could be planning a attack on their homeland with the extra information he was getting!

Due to Dumbledore knowing about the Kyuubi before he gave them the mission, his 'darkest' secret was asked to be divulged...again...by their client.

Flashback (to Chapter 3, I believe?):

{Back in the Great Hall}

Dumbledore gestured to Filch, "Please get the sensor, you know which one. As much as I don't want to, we must be sure that they are all not spies from Voldemort."

The Heads of the Houses, shuddering as they heard You-Know-Who's real name, agreed with Dumbledore's course of action.

These past few years have been dark years, especially for Harry and his friends.

Filch eagerly complied. Maybe if they were spies, then he might be able to punish in his office with his chains! The prospect of finally using them sped up his walk to his office.

Moments later, Filch returned with a long, thin, metal rod.

He jabbed it hard several times on each of the ninja in various places. Some near acceptable areas and some jabs in...not-so-acceptable areas.

While the stick didn't whine at the first 11 ninjas and with no response on Akamaru, when the rod was within close contact with Naruto something happened.

The rod shrilled so sharply that all occupants immediately reached up to cover their ears. The ninjas especially. As Naruto's friends did so, their hearts sunk.

The...thing...somehow sensed the Nine-Tailed inside of him.

Filch looked up to Dumbledore, in eager delight.

"Well, the lad got something dark in him, that's for sure. This is my strongest, most sensitive Dark Sensor I got."

Dumbledore gazed directly at Naruto, his sharp, piercing gaze meeting Naruto's slightly scared gaze.

"Mr. Uzumaki, please kindly tell us what you you've got hidden."

The Heads all gazed at him with fear thinly hidden under determined looks.

Though Naruto already made friends with Kurama, the looks brought him back to his unpleasant early childhood memories:

"Look, there's that demon child, Mom."

"Shush, Yuki. Don't let...that boy...hear you. He might attack you."

"THAT child is approaching us. What should we do?"

"I say we should quickly walk away. Who knows when he'll awaken and destroy Konoha again?"

"Akio, get that salt! HE is coming near to us!"

"Quickly now, Hiro! The gods must be cursing us...add some more handfuls to that!"

"Let's get out of here, Akari. The demon spawn is sitting near us!"

Naruto sighed then put up a brave front, "When I was a newborn, my father sealed the Kyuubi inside of me. He's made up of evil chakra. But, he changed for the better! Honest, believe it!"

Sakura observed the fear barely hidden in the Head's eyes. Though they tried to conceal it, Sakura could see how alike it was to the civilians' former gazes on Naruto back when they, Team 7 the original, were genin.

"You know...McGonagall-san, Flitwick-san, Sprout-san, and Snape-san. It's not nice to look at Naruto like that. He saved us all a lot already, both before and during the war."

The teachers looked at her, startled. How did that pink-haired girl know what they were feeling toward that blonde boy carrying around a literal demon?

{End flashback}

Shikamaru sighed as he exited the kitchen and into the living room, dropping into the nearest sofa he came into contact with.

"Man, what a drag. Answering those same questions was troublesome."

Kiba sighed wearily, "Right?"

Akamaru whined in agreement with Shikamaru. Wizards exclaiming over his height and having some nasty sparkles drift over his fur took a lot of effort and patience, you know?

Shino took one of the only two single chairs while Lee took the other next to Shikamaru.

Neji and Tenten, along with Lee sitting beside them, dropped into another sofa.

"The way they question as if we were children and they controlled our fates...ridiculous!"

Tenten poked his face teasingly, "I haven't heard you talk about fate in a long time, Neji."

Neji grunted, as the questioning took a lot of energy. Neji had no more left to spare for speaking.

"Hn."

Tenten sighed, knowing that 'hn' would be only word...or phrase Neji would utter out for the rest of the night.

Sasuke, Naruto, Hinata, Sakura, and Sai sat in the widest sofa Grimmauld 12 had to offer.

They all told their darkest secrets and pretty much bared their souls to the wizards. On top of that, the ninjas spent a great deal of the late afternoon answering their many questions. Who knew it required so much energy...and patience to not punch them for intruding on personal boundaries...was needed?

Not them.

While Choji took the ottoman, Ino sat on the lacy footstool beneath it.

Chouji snacked on barbecue-flavored chips and said, "The last time I had that type of questioning...was long, long ago. Remember when...Asuma-sensei... questioned us for our first day as Cell 10, Ino? Shikamaru?"

Ino grinned a small sad smile, "Yeah...I remember."

Hinata spoke up just as the somber mood settled, "Maybe we should help Weasley-san with dinner? There seems to be a lot of people here for dinner tonight."

Sakura smiled at Hinata's attempt to cheer them up. She stood up and stretched.

"Sure, Hinata-chan. It's not like we have anything better to do."

Hinata smiled at her fellow kunoichi.

She turned to Ino and Tenten.

"Ino-chan? Tenten-chan?"

Ino accepted while Tenten declined, saying she had to sharpen some weapons. She immediately unfurled one of her giant weapon scroll and unsealed some 'unsharpened' weapons as the other three girls left to enter the kitchen again to offer their services to the redheaded mother of 7 Gryffindors.

Meanwhile, Shikamaru unsealed a Shougi Board as he challenged Neji to a game.

Shino watched as the two set up.

Kiba played with Akamaru on the rug while Lee did one of his crazy work-outs he claimed would improve his youth.

Naruto grinned and unsealed a already-prepared cup of ramen, complete with a pair of chopsticks laid on top.

Chouji stayed where he was, content on just finishing his bag of crunchy goodness. Though, if he had to be 100% honest, he really wanted some grilled meat.

In their fatigue, none of the ninjas noticed Ron goggling or Harry's scruntizing gaze.

**In order of writing, the Order of the Phoenix members are: Charlie Weasley, Bill Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Molly Weasley (They just knew her as the woman who opened the door and used those 'wispy, silver animals'), Mad Eye Moody, Mundungus Fletcher, Tonks, Fleur Delacour, Remus Lupin, Kingsley Shacklebolt.