A/N: I DO NOT own the Harry Potter series. That honour belongs to J.K. Rowling. I only own the plot and original characters. Some of the characters will be OOC (Nice Dursleys [Wizard (and not Obese) Dudley]), Free Sirius, non-Supremacist Malfoys, Lestranges, and most of the death-eater families, Good Voldemort).

Dinner and a Show Part Deux

Everyone flooed or apparated to Grimmauld Place half past eleven. Sirius and Gemma were still trying to figure out what to make for lunch. Staring at Annie, Katelyn raised an eyebrow at her while glancing at the arguing pair.

"They've been like this for the past hour," she rolled her eyes. "Dad's wanting burgers and chips while mom's wanting chicken."

Kate then caught eyes with Harry and KC, who both nodded. She then whistled aloud, silencing the arguing duo and whipping everyone's gazes at her direction.

"Okay," Katelyn took a deep breath. "Sirius and Gemma. Living room, now! We'll take care of lunch."

Gemma was about to say something, but a stern look from Haley silenced her immediately. Kate, Annie, KC, and Harry headed into the kitchen to make lunch.

"So, any ideas on what we're making for lunch, Katelyn?" asked Harry as the quartet entered the kitchen.

"I thought about Tikka Masala with Pita."

Annie just laughed, "And how did you know I was craving curry?" she quipped. "Kreacher!"

The old elf popped in, "Yes, Miss Annabeth?"

Kneeling to the servant's level, Annie placed her hand on his shoulder. "Could you bring 15 lbs of chicken tenderloins, full yoghurt, heavy cream, and –"

"Belay that request, Kreacher."

Everyone turned to see Draco walking in with Dudley not too far behind.

"Everything alright young Master Draco?"

The blonde smiled at the little guy before turning to the other kids, "We have a few more arriving," he said. "and we're having to move this to Aunt Annabeth's to accommodate everyone."

KC rolled his eyes, "Don't tell me…"

Draco just nodded in response. "Weasley."

Annie rolled her eyes, "Oh, boy!"

The others just grimaced at this when Draco took a deep breath, "Aunt Annabeth's other side of the family. The matriarch, Molly Weasley, is a harpy, her husband is henpecked, and their two oldest sons chose careers away from her constant carping."

"Not to mention," Kieran snorted. "Their oldest son at Hogwarts is a major kiss-ass and pompous. He thought he was Merlin's gift to the school enforcing rules for even the smallest stuff. The next two down, twins, give him a hard time for being a prefect and are notorious for pranking people."

"Fred and George are alright, if their pranks don't harm anyone, but Ron, who's our age, is a human garbage disposal and a pervert. He received a lot of detentions last year for harassing a bunch of girls."

"Detention, my ass! My fists met his face whenever he me talked about Jenna's boobs. Even the twins had to teach him manners."

Katelyn just rolled her eyes at this, "I barely remember the Weasleys," she snorted. "but I vaguely recall Aunt Molly blaming mum and gran for stealing Arthur's attention from her because of their outfits."

"Your mother and I can't help that we're beautiful."

Everyone turned to see Annabeth walking in, accompanied by Snape.

"I'm just glad we rubbed off on you girls," she chuckled. "Girly-girly, tomboy, or in-between. One should always take pride in their appearance."

Severus rolled his eyes. "Annabeth, you know full well Molly will shame any girl or woman for dressing 'beneath her standards.' If this meeting were to occur at The Burrow, I would've asked Haley and the girls to tone it down."

"You would force my babies to look ugly, Sevvy?"

He rolled his eyes again. "No, Annabeth. It's called 'I don't want Arthur and his sons looking at my fiancée and babies'," drawled the Potions man. "And no one should endure the jealous wrath of that woman. Her shrills alone give me a headache."

"Her voice alone does that for me."

Everyone turned to see a man in his late forties with an athletic build and piercing blue eyes walking towards Annabeth and pulled her into a forceful kiss, causing her to moan and gasp upon him spanking her toned arse.

"I've missed you, baby!" he said, lifting Annabeth off the floor. "I can't wait to spend some time with my beautiful wife."

Annabeth wrapped her legs around her husband and planted another kiss to his lips. "Rick, I missed you like crazy," she breathed before turning to Kate and Annie. "Could you start on lunch? I don't want that harridan setting foot into my kitchen."

"Sure, we can!" Katelyn laughed. "Anything special you want for lunch?"

Rick chuckled at the question. "How about some Tex-Mex? I've been craving chili and chimichangas for a week."

"Fine! That was my second choice. How about I add in some tacos and quesadillas?"

With a nod, Rick and Annabeth were gone in a snap.

Thirty minutes later, everyone was at Rick and Annabeth's house, and Kate, KC, Annie, and Harry were finishing lunch with the help of the house elves, with the latter popping the entire meal on the dining room table.

"I'm glad we got the house elves to help us out," Harry smiled, plopping on a nearby chair. "We cooked for an entire army."

With a snap of her fingers, Kate conjured a humongous air mattress on the floor and laid Annie down on her stomach before lying down herself, using Annie's arse as a pillow.

"All I have to say is that Aunt Molly and her family better appreciate this," Annie sighed, taking Katelyn's hand to hold. "If she insults us or our family again. I'm kicking her out of this house."

"I think Aunt Annabeth and Uncle Rick will beat you to it, Annie!" Draco laughed, walking in and helping Kate to her feet. "Come on, let's go!"

The minute the kids arrived in the dining room, a crash emitted from the sitting room fireplace. Haley, Rainey, and Severus ran towards the noise with wands drawn.

"Who do you think that is?" Lisa asked as she placed her son behind her.

Sirius was about to open his mouth when the trio returned with a gaggle of redheads walking behind them.

Rick and Annabeth had just descended the stairs with stars in their eyes and smiling like they're the only ones in the room. Annabeth was now dressed in a powder blue wrap mini dress, black strappy heels, and her hair in a simple half-up. Rick's brown hair was parted to the right and pulled back in a ponytail and his attire consisted of a black leather jacket, white shirt, blue jeans that matched his eyes, and black boots. Both looked as if they were in their mid to late twenties.

"Hello, Arthur!" Annabeth glided to him with a hug before doing the same to Molly. "Molly."

Dressed in dress blouse and slacks, the redheaded patriarch showed a tinge of red on his cheeks accompanied with a small smile when Annabeth hugged him. Rick thought Arthur was cute, but he turned sick upon looking at Molly. Her hair was in wavy curls that nearly resembled Annie from the 1982 film based on the same name. She was dressed in a pink printed off shoulder mini dress, black nylons and black flats.

Recognising the outfit, Annie looked at the dress again before saying, "I think that's my dress."

"The one you left at Ara's wedding?" Sirius asked, eying the satin garment. "Are you certain?"

Before Annie could respond, Molly said. "I found it in one of the dressing rooms and thought it would be great to wear today."

"As far as I'm concerned, you can have it," Gemma scoffed, wrapping her arms around her daughter. "She has plenty of dresses better than that."

Molly wanted to retort, but Haley interrupted. "Hey, lunch is ready. Let's eat."

As everyone sat at the table, the Weasleys' eyes bulked at the culinary display on the table. They've probably never heard of these dishes, much less eaten them. Rick sat at the head of the table, while Annabeth sat to his right. Haley sat to his left, followed by Severus, their kids, the Malfoys, Rainey, Jenna, and the Gundens. Andromeda and her daughter sat next to Annabeth, the Dursleys and Harry followed, then the Blacks and the Dawsons, and lastly the Weasleys.

Halfway through the first helping, the Weasleys were in awe of the food (except Molly, but that was to be expected).

"Merlin's beard!" The twins exclaimed, rubbing their bellies. "Where those tacos and burritos? That was delicious!"

"Tacos, chimichangas, chicken quesadillas, and homemade chili with beans," Katelyn said, her cheeks painted pink. "We wanted to make it fun and festive."

Arthur flashed a smile at the brunette, "Well, you and your friends did an excellent job, Kate."

The Sertori matriarch widened her eyes upon hearing this. "How did you know that Katelyn and her friends made the meal?"

"The dish is nothing I've never seen before, and I heard one of your elves say that you and your friends had cooked a delicious meal and how glad they were to help you do so."

"That was great!" Fred patted his tummy.

George just followed suit. "and we haven't got to the chili yet."

"It was good," Percy dabbed his lips with a handkerchief. "but not as delectable as mother's."

Molly just smiled at the boy with the bad perm. "Thank you, Percy," her lip curled into a smirk before turning to Haley. "Of course, if my mother was a terrible cook, I'd probably be cooking all the meals also."

Mia immediately jumped out of her chair upon hearing this. "What the hell is your problem?" she boomed. "My sister, our friends, and the house elves worked their butts off to make lunch for us and all you can do is insult my mother?"

Katelyn pulled her older twin to her lap and laid her head to her chest, humming the tune that had calmed her in the past.

Using his head, Severus gestured to Kate to leave the dining room. She raised herself and Mia to their feet and went to another room, followed by Gemma and the other kids.

When the kids were well out of hearing reach, Annabeth immediately slammed her hands on the table as she flew to her feet.

"Now to quote my granddaughter," she calmly said before shrieking. "What the fuck is your problem, Molly?!"

Everyone turned chalk white upon hearing the forty-four-year-old screech. Even Snape had to take a step back, and almost nothing fazed him.

Standing up and taking a deep breath, the Weasley matriarch stood up and stared at her adopted cousin. "I was just saying that the girls have to pick up the slack in cooking since your daughter can't cook, Annabeth."

"Bullshit!" Haley pounded her fists on the table. "You were trying to make me feel bad because I can't cook from scratch! Not everyone can cook a big meal!"

"Really, I would never allow my daughter, may she rest in peace, or her friends to cook a meal by themselves. It's bad form."

"Oh, really?"

Everyone turned to see Lucius slowly rising from his seat and stared at Molly. "Are you really continuing to proclaim that your daughter is dead? We both know that's not true? Don't we, Molly?"

The Weasley matriarch turned chalk white at Lucius' words. She was sure she covered her tracks after Ginny was taken. She transfigured a log into her lifelike body and burned it beyond recognition. She then said that Ginny died of illness and was forced to burn her body to ensure no one else got sick. No one knew the wiser, especially Arthur.

"Lucius, what are you saying?" Arthur was in disbelief. "Molly was devastated when our daughter passed!"

"I'm afraid that young Ginevra's death was false news, Arthur," the blonde softened. "Katelyn told Draco of this, and they told us together."

This info slapped Molly in the face, "Katelyn was taken by Dahlia, too?"

"Too?" Arthur's eyes widened before he whirled in his wife's direction. "Molly, you lied to me? Ginny's not dead?"

Meanwhile, everyone was outside doing their own thing, but the twins were crouched underneath the window listening to the adults' conversation.

After a few minutes of listening, Fred and George locked eyes with each other for a minute, nodded, and ran towards the group at unrelenting speed.

Katelyn and Jenna were running from Draco and KC while the others were lying on the lush ground. The girls were playing keep away from their boyfriends, with both sides laughing. Kate was sprinting through the woods with Draco hot on her trail, both of them panting.

"I'm going to get you, little girl!" cried the blonde as he inched closer.

"Come and get me, dragon!" she looked back before continuing on.

As she ran on, Katelyn sensed two people rushing towards her and glanced back to her fiancé, sharing a knowing look. Smirking at each other, they continued running at a normal pace as the twins picked up theirs. When Fred and George were about to grab the brunette, Kate and Draco super sped behind the brothers and tackled them to the ground, pinning their arms behind their backs.

"Bloody hell," Fred gasped as he tried to wriggle out of Katelyn's hold.

George was also struggling to break out of Draco's grasp. "I didn't expect this."

Katelyn tightened her hold on Fred, "Why did you come at me, Forge?"

The big-nosed twin's eyes widened upon hearing that, "How did you know that?"

She just ignored her captive before turning to the other, "Well, Gred?" she smiled slyly. "What do you have to say for yourselves?"

Knowing it was useless to escape her hold, the older twin stopped struggling and sighed, "Where is our sister?"

"We know you know!" George added. "We heard our parents talking about it!"

Nodding at her fiancé, Katelyn and Draco let the twins go and rose to their feet before pulling them to theirs.

"Wow," Fred gasped as he was shaking his pain away. "I had no idea you were so strong."

"And fast," George included, also trying to shake off his discomfort. "Malfoy when did you get super strength?"

Draco just shrugged. "Art of the Dragon," he said before taking a deep breath and exhaling bright flames from his mouth and towards his intended.

Katelyn was immediately struck by the blaze and danced as it spread across her body. As the flames engulfed her completely, she laughed as her clothes were slowly incinerated and fell to the ground as ash.

The twins were wide-eyed and jaw-dropped upon seeing the flames erupt and finding Katelyn in nothing but her underwear and her hair covering her breasts. Despite trying to respect her, they couldn't turn away from the knicker-clad girl who immediately threw her arms around the blonde wizard before allowing him to pull her into a kiss.

She then turned to the twins, who were still speechless at what they have seen. "You still want to see Ginny?"

They both nodded at this.

"Hey, what's going on?"

The gang turned to see the rest of the kids running towards them along with Gemma, who lifted an eyebrow at Kate's attire or lack thereof.

"What's with the exhibitionism?" Gemma asked.

"My clothes were burnt to a crisp," the brunette took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

She took some more deep breaths as she focused on Ginny. When she connected to the eleven-year-old redhead, Kate found her editing a film she was making. Without even looking up, Ginny said, "What is it, Kate?"

Your brothers know you're alive. Kate answered telepathically. And they want to see you. Are you up for it?

Ginny saved her work on her computer and stood up, taking a deep breath. I've been waiting for this moment since I left with Dahlia, she smiled. More so after discovering that mum lied about my death. I'll be there in a bit.

When the two ended communication, the brunette turned to the others, "She'll be here in a minute," she smiled.

The twins took a deep breath at this before smiling and nodding a thanks at Kate, while the other Weasley brothers frowned and bit their lips.

What's going on?" cried Percy, his hands on his hips.

"Yeah, who's coming?" Ron asked, confused as hell.

The moment he finished that sentence, a blaze erupted in front of them, producing Ginny Weasley. Her fiery red hair reached to her hips and secured in a side braid, and she was wearing a black tank top, grey velour short shorts, and trainers. She was also accompanied by a woman in black, who glared at Katelyn intensely.

The thirteen-year-old walked over to the lady in black and stared back. This continued on for a few more minutes until the woman's frown curled into a smile, "I'm pleased to see that you are all well."

"Thank you, Auntie," Katelyn smiled, allowing her to pull her into a hug.

The Weasley twins walked over to their little sister and knelt before her with watered eyes. "Gi-gi-Ginny," they both stammered, taking hold of her shoulders. "I-is that really you?"

Tears streaming down her face, she nodded. "Yes, Gred and Forge. It's me!" she sobbed as she was pulled into a hug by both boys. "It's me!"

"She even got our names right," Fred wailed.

George was equally bawling, "Do you remember how that came about?"

Ginny pulled back from them and nodded, "When I asked about it, you said when you were five, mum gave you each other's Christmas jumper and that inspired the nicknames."

Ron and Percy were watching this for a bit before the former broke his silence, "How can this be?" he shouted, his face pale as a sheet. "Our sister died of illness!"

The twins were about to retort, but Percy beat them to it, "That is our sister, Ronald," his eyes lowered to the ground and filled with tears. "Mother made up the story about her death, so father wouldn't go against Dumbledore and train us before Hogwarts."

"What does the Headmaster have to do with it? And how do you know mum was lying?"

"I was there," he sighed. "and I saw it all."

Sensing the remaining doubt in the youngest Weasley boy, Ginny walked towards him and took his hands. "That day, dad was going to take us to the Quidditch World Cup, and we were all so excited to go!" she chuckled before frowning. "We were all packed up and ready to go, but…"

*Seven Years Ago*

It was the day of the Quidditch World Cup and everyone in the Weasley household was so excited to attend, except for Molly and Percy, who were staying home since they didn't care for the sport. Recently turned five-year old Ginny was dressed in a bright yellow jumper and blue jeans. Her hair was also plaited in loose pigtails her mother had styled earlier and secured in red ribbons. Looking down at her necklace, she smiled as it was a birthday present from her father. It was a white gold necklace with at heart pendant and a Peridot stone in the middle of it.

Ever since her father gifted her the jewellery, Dementors and You-Know-Who could never make her part with it if they tried. She loved her necklace because her father got it for her, and he deemed her his Princess. Her heart skipped a beat at the memory as she exited the room after putting on her jacket.

She was skipping downstairs where the rest of her brothers were waiting in the kitchen and sat for breakfast.

"So, Ginny," Bill asked as Molly serving the family breakfast. "Are you excited about the game?"

She was literally jumping out of her seat, "Yes!" she squealed. "I love quidditch!"

Ever since Arthur announced he won tickets to attend the Cup, Ginny begged her mother if she could go with her dad and brothers and was ecstatic when Molly said yes. To show her appreciation, she helped her mother around the house before being asked and acted more "lady-like" without complaints.

"You're supposed to stay at home and learn to cook," Ron pouted, spitting out pieces of egg. "Not watching quidditch with us boys."

Molly gifted her youngest son a death stare, "Don't chew with your mouth full, Ronald Weasley," she stated in a stern voice before giving Ginny a hot chocolate garnished with marshmallows.

"Why does she get hot chocolate?" Ron bellowed before being hit in the back of the head by one of the twins.

"For being such a good sport, Ronald!" the matriarch said before sitting next to her only daughter. "If you had helped around the house like your sister, then you would've gotten a hot cocoa also."

Joyful for the treat, Ginny thanked her mother with a hug and kiss on the cheek before downing her drink before her vision suddenly faded to black.

Waking up in her bed around noon, Ginny realised that the sun was bright, and her dad and brothers were already gone. She immediately started crying as she hugged her knees. How could she have fallen asleep? She went to bed early and got up on time. She wasn't even tired until she took that drink and all went blank. Did she get sick?

Noticing a note on her bedside drawer, she picked it up and read it:

Ginny,

I know yule be upset for mising the game, but plese don't cry. Will bring you choklit frogs and tell you how it went wen we get bak.

Luve, Ron

O, and Im sorry 4 beying meen.

Ginny's frown quickly turned into a smile upon hearing this. She was still disappointed for not being able to go to the World Cup but glad that her brother considered how she would feel about it.

Setting the note back on her dresser, she rose from her bed and was heading downstairs when her door opened and Molly entered with a tray of her favourite foods.

"Why don't you lie back down, my dear?" crooned the matriarch. "I made all of your favourite things."

"Thanks, mummy!" she returned to bed and sat up to receive her meal when it suddenly vanished from her mother's hand.

Looking around, the little girl's mouth fell open, "Where did it go?"

"I'm not su —" Molly began to say when she heard footsteps entering the room.

Turning around, the redheaded woman's eyes bulged out of her sockets as she gasped at the woman in black accompanied by a blonde girl her daughter's age.

"Hello, Molly!" the woman crooned before looking to Ginny. "Are you faring well, little one?"

"Yes, ma'am, but I fell asleep and had to miss the World Quidditch Cup," she answered, then turned to the blonde. "Hi, Luna!"

"Hello, Ginny," Luna sang before pointing at the mystery woman. "It's time for us to go with Dahlia."

Pulling her wand out, Molly snapped her head towards the other woman, "You can't take her!" she thundered. "I won't allow it!"

With a wave of her hand, the ancient witch incinerated Molly's wand and locked eyes with her. "I told you your daughter is extremely powerful and need training immediately," she firmly stated. "That was last year, and you did nothing."

As they argued, Luna helped Ginny out of bed and handed her her favourite teddy bear. She then told her redheaded friend that they both have to leave because they had powerful magic that could only be taught by Dahlia herself.

"We have to live with her for a while," Luna explained serenely. "but we won't be alone. There are other kids training also. We'll have friends in no time."

The tears were pouring from the redhead's face like an avalanche as she hugged her best friend. She had just had her fifth birthday and now she had to leave home? Leave her family? As she was processing this, she was gently pulled from Luna and now stood face-to-face with this strange woman in black.

"Are you ready to leave, Ginevra?"

She quickly wiped her eyes, "It's Ginny," she croaked before shaking her head. "What about my clothes? Don't I need to pack?"

"No," she picked up Ginny and Luna. "I have clothes already made for both of you."

Ginny then waved to her mom and Percy, who was in the doorway before leaving in a literal ball of flames.

*End of Flashback*

After telling the story, Ginny was immediately embraced by the youngest Weasley brother, who was now convinced of her identity. They were both sobbing and laughing that they were united. Percy then approached Dahlia and dropped to his knees, "I beg you, ma'am," he sobbed. "Let our father see Ginny. Ever since mum told him she was dead; he was a broken man."

The witch helped him to his feet and nodded before turning to the redhead, "You can see your father, Ginevra," she smiled before turning serious. "but you're still forbidden to even look at your mother.

"She doesn't have to worry about that," a voice behind them shouted.

Everyone turned to see Arthur walking towards them, followed by Vernon, Sirius and Severus. As the latter looked at his youngest daughter, he raised his eyebrow at her lack of clothing.

Draco burnt my clothes, she telepathed.

Snape then turned his attention to her underwear. Looks like he missed one.

Instantly turning back to Arthur and the Weasleys, they caught Arthur holding up a dahlia.

"This appeared in my hand," the Weasley patriarch stated. "And Muriel said that indicated you wanted to see me!"

The ancient witch chuckled to herself, "That old bat knows me too well," she shook her. "but what of Molly? She won't come out here, will she?"

"I sent her home. I can't even look at her, right now."

Dahlia just nodded at this before looking at the young Malfoy. "You still have some ways to go on your flame breathing," she smiled before turning to Kate. "Those knickers should've burned with the rest of her clothes."

This made Katelyn turn a deep red. As much as she loved being nude, there were times she was embarrassed by people wanting her completely naked. Noticing Harry snickering, the brunette immediately put her fingers into snapping mode.

"Harry James Potter," she sang. "Are you sure you want to be laughing?"

He turned chalk white upon hearing that and ran from the scene with everyone laughing. Dahlia then turned to Ginny and told her to have fun catching up with her family before teleporting out.

When he knew for sure that the ancient witch was gone, Arthur immediately wrapped his arms around his only daughter with tears pouring from his eyes and his heart finally lifting from the emotional abyss.

A/N: I'm going to end it there. The burning Katelyn naked part was a demonstration of Draco's skills. He's not the whiny "My father will hear about this" character in this story. He's his own man. Moreover, what should I do about Molly? Should I initiate a divorce or have Arthur forgive her? Let me know!