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Now. . .

On with the murder . . . I mean, story.

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Harry helped both Sirius and Remus off the floor and dropped them on the sofa in the den. Of course there was no rush in doing this. No sir. Harry knew the girls were royally enraged, so he did what any sensible male would do in order to preserve what little masculine dignity, he took his time. As far has Harry was concerned it was a lot of work to get two fully grown men into a chair, magic or not. And he also figured Ron would serve as a good way to release some pent up frustration.

Would Ron live through this?

Possibly. . . . Not.

Though regardless of the situation Harry was quite confident he, himself would live though the next meeting of the girls.

After some time organizing/procrastinating, Harry meandered into the kitchen. When he walked in Harry found the pots and pans had a few new dents, the table had a few cuts, and there was a faint burning smell in the room itself. Now off in the corner of the room, Harry saw the most peculiar sight.

It was a pixelated censor blob.

So judging from that sight, Harry could only casually assume that the pixelated blob was what remained of Ron. And it was only censored because the contents of the blog were so horribly mangled that the author couldn't bear to torture his readers like that.

All Harry could do was pray it was never him.

Sitting at the table was Fleur, Tonks, and Hermione casually sipping on tea, as if nothing happened.

'Hello Harry.' Hermione said.

'Hermione, Fleur, Tonks. I hope you three aren't upset anymore.' Harry said cautiously.

'No need to sound nervous Harry. We have let out all our frustrations . . . for the most part.' Tonks said.

'Well that is good to hear.' Harry said. 'Is Ron still alive?'

Fleur then threw a ball of passionfyre onto the blob causing it to whimper. 'Oui.' And then proceeded to drink her tea as if nothing happened.

'So what are we going to do next?'

'Hermione has already informed us of your little hunt while roasting the weasel, Harry. Now all we need to do is decide how to located the anchors.' Tonks told Harry.

'I can't ask you two to join into this madness, you do realize that right.' Harry told them.

'Oh we know, 'Arry.' Fleur said. 'But for better or worse we four are married by magic, so now we are a team no matter what.'

Harry sighed. He was afraid of that.

'Ok. Where do we want to start first.'

'First off show us that locket you and Dumbledore found in the cave Hermione mentioned.' Tonks said.

'One sec.' Harry then reached into the moke pouch around his neck and pulled out the locket. Then tossed it to Tonks.

'Hmm. . . this looks familiar.' Tonks mumbled as she observed the locket.

'Well, yeah. Its based off Slytherin's Locket. Maybe you saw it in an old tome.' Harry said.

'No, no. I have seen this recently. Or it may have been awhile ago. But where.'

'Ok so while Tonks try's to figure that out. What else?' Harry inquired.

'How about we talk about our new marriage?' Hermione asked.

'What's there to talk about?' Fleur said. 'We are married now.'

'Well yeah. But we need a schedule or at least some way to decide when when we get to spend time with Harry. Like the bedroom and other activities.' Hermione stated.

Fleur looked at Hermione like something was wrong. 'What is it with you and schedules? Ronald mentioned it but it didn't make sense. There doesn't need to be a schedule. If you want Harry and I'm riding then you strip and join in. Simple as that. You English folk like to complicate things. Hell Harry can even take us during meals if he wants.'

Harry almost caught himself nodding in agreement. But he would never admit to that.

"Actually I have something. What do we do with that?" Tonks said, gesturing to the blob that was Ron.

'First we obliviate what we are doing with the Horcruxes. Then drop him at the Burrow by portkey.' Harry said.

'Already done. He won't remember anything about them at all.' Hermione said.

'Good who wants to do the honors.' Harry asked.

'I will.' Fleur then transfigured a wooden spoon into a large rolling pin, then with a tap 'Portus' And the final cu da gra, she shoved the rolling pin where the sun doesn't shine. Then with a howl and a pop Ron was gone.

After a few moments of silence, 'You know you could have made the portkey larger if that is where you were going to put it.' Hermione said.

Harry made a mental note not to anger Hermione.

'Oh it has a sticking charm on it and every time he says something bad against us it will start thrusting and stinging.' Fleur said with a smile. 'It stays put for a few hours.'

Harry made a second mental note not to anger Fleur.

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After a few cups of tea and some cakes later, Sirius and Remus stumbled into the kitchen. Sirius still had on the pot.

'Sirius why is the pot still on your head?' Harry asked.

'I may have used a sticking charm with a time delay on it.' He said sheepishly.

'Well its a good thing your head doesn't itch.' Tonks said.

'Nymphy why. Now my head itches.' Sirius complained, while Remus snickered. 'Why do you have Regulus' Locket? I haven't seen that in years. Thought we threw it out when we cleaned the place.'