Author's Note: Wow this chapter took me a while. Sorry I took so long everyone. I've been trying my hand at another story that attacked me with a rabid plot bunny. Its shorter chapters are easier for me to write (and edit). I get more chapters out faster. It already has more views and reviews than this story! Check it out.

This stories chapters will be coming out slowly and I apologize for that. I do promise, wholeheartedly, that I WILL finish this story. It's just taking a long time. That and I recently printed the first 10 chapters so my mom could read them…when I read through them on a hard copy I was like…wow, I sucked at writing the first few chapters! The quality has just totally improved since then, at least I think.

I really enjoy this story, but the long chapters and hardcore angsty/emotional plot is kind of hard on me. (I've lost 4 people this year to death – two sudden deaths, two expected – and one friend attempted suicide. Thankfully he didn't succeed and is now getting help.) so the plot line is getting more and more relatable to me, sadly. I will try and post every once in a while, but I started a new semester in college, hopefully it's my last for this degree and then I'll be moving on to a bachelors in fine arts.

What I'm trying to say is, this story is slowing down a lot and to not give up on me! I have chapter 29 started, so don't worry about that. Petunia is giving me a lot of problems…she's very hard for me to write. I'm also spending more time writing my other story, Surprise!, and that's getting more of my attention because I intend it to be shorter (in words) than this one. I need it out of the way then I can focus on this one.

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Rats and Restorations

The four teens woke up late the next morning and quickly decided that a day in the room was what they needed. They had a lot of stimulation the day before taking in two large areas for shopping and entertainment that a day of relaxation was in order.

Besides, Harry was planning on meeting up with his relatives later in the evening and he felt that he needed some mental space from the world before coming in contact with his 'family.'

Harry looked up a movie on the TV for them to watch. After a few minutes of searching he found Jurassic Park. It was just starting and the opening was intriguing enough that he and Ron were drawn in. The girls soon tired of the movie and decided to try out the sauna down by the pool. Harry and Ron waved them off just as the first actor died by dinosaur attack.

"Boys," Hermione scoffed with a slight smile. Ginny snickered as the door shut behind her.

An hour an a half later the girls return to find Harry's eyes glued to the screen sitting at the end of the bed a meter from the screen, eyes wide, mouth open, and he was clutching a pillow in his lap.

Ron on the other hand was sitting on the floor in the corner with his head behind a pillow and his eyes poking out, wide and unblinking.

Both boys failed to notice the girls' return and their accompanying amusement. They waited for a commercial before they said anything.

"Hey guys," Ginny said suddenly, after the commercial started. Both boys jumped a mile high.

"Sweet Merlin, Ginny! Don't do that!" Harry said after his picked himself off the floor where he had landed. Hermione and Ginny were both laughing very hard after seeing the great Boy-Who-Lived fall off the bed after being snuck up on. Ron peeked his head over the edge of the bed where he had dove and tried to climb under.

"That was so not cool Ginny," he muttered.

"So how was the movie?" asked Hermione with a smile.

"It's not over yet, hence the jumping," Harry said wryly. Just then the movie came back on and the boys were entranced once more. Hermione and Ginny took turns showering the chlorine off and getting dressed. Hermione pulled out a book from her rucksack and started reading while Ginny looked at Harry's books he had bought the day before.

When the movie was over Ron looked at Harry and asked a question.

"Now, the Muggles are very positive that those monsters are extinct right, Harry?" Harry chuckled as did Hermione.

"Well, you know Ron, they think dragons and fairies are extinct also," he replied with a smile. Ron's eyes got wide as he looked at his girlfriend.

"Hermione, you've read Hagrid's textbook, do dinosaurs still exist?" he asked with a squeak. She smiled and took pity on him. She remembered watching Jurassic Park for the first time after third year.

"No Ron, dinosaurs are completely extinct," she replied. Ron threw his pillow at Harry with so much force that Harry fell off the bed again.

"You tosser, telling me it was a real story. You are such a git," he yelled. Harry was laughing too hard to pick himself up. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"So what are we going to do today, just sit here?" she asked.

"Yeah, I think we need a day to just be lazy, not do anything," Harry replied.

So they all spent several hours reading, napping, eating room service, and watching more movies. The boys enjoyed the sequel to Jurassic Park, The Lost World. Ginny read up on Animagus and how to become one. She wasn't positive, but she thought it would be an interesting challenge to try out in her spare time while studying for NEWTs.

Hermione read more about Love magic and how to use it to advance a person's spells. She even tried it out a few times on her Patronus with slightly visible results in her otter becoming more solid and slightly more brighter.

Eight o'clock rolled around and the foursome was ready to leave. Their plan was to arrive at the house at half past eight, after the dinner hour, but early enough not to rouse tempers. They were to get in, make sure the Dursley's knew they were in town, and what day they were leaving and when, and then leave for the hotel.

Harry knew the Dursley's were living at a wizard family's house so he didn't want to start an argument with his aunt and uncle if he didn't have too. But he wasn't going to let them walk all over him. If he had to he'd cast Muffliato so no one could hear, but the plan was no yelling and he made a promise to himself to follow it.

The taxi ride to Station 4 was fairly quick and the Floo ride to Middleton Magics was uneventful. They walked out the door and into a small town square. Middleton Magics was a tiny shop with boarded windows and no sign that the Muggles could see. Very much like the Leaky Cauldron.

They emerged onto a street called Mini Main Alley and they could see it was just a glorified alley way just large enough for a small dump truck to drive through. More than anything it just looked like it was the back doors to all the small shops and stores in town. Middleton it seemed was a very small town. Its business sector was a square just two city blocks long on each side, and alleys running through it like a cross.

Harry and his friends walked down the alley toward civilization and appeared in East Main St. next to a large grocery store. They looked around until they saw a group of teens and headed for them.

"Excuse me, could you tell us how to get to…Perry Lane?" asked Harry. The group looked at him and his friends.

"Why?" asked the smallest girl. She had bright blonde hair with brown and red streaks through it.

"Er, well, my relatives live there and I was told to ask around for directions if I get lost. Do you know where it is?" he asked again. The small group of Muggle teens looked at each other.

"What will you do for us if we tell you?" asked the girl.

"Never mind, we'll find someone else," Hermione said as she pulled Harry and the others away.

"Well, excuse me," the girl said with an attitude as the rest of her group walked the other way.

Soon the Brits found someone to give them directions and they were headed toward Perry Lane.

As they passed a small park in the residential area they head a shout.

"Leave him alone!" yelled a female voice. Harry heard more shouts and turned. He could see approximately five people surrounding another on the ground with a smaller person standing a few feet away trying to break through the circle. Another couple people were sitting on the swings a dozen feet away watching.

Several of the ones standing were kicking and punching the one on the ground and the small group with Harry could hear someone moaning and the girl who had shouted crying for them to stop. He picked up a few stones from the ground and Transfigured them into beater bats and handed one to each of his friends.

"Hermione, Ginny you two make sure the ones on the swings don't leave. Everyone, use magic only if you have too. Ron come on," he muttered quickly. They ran up to the group and shouted.

"Hey!" This caused the standing group to pause and see who was coming. When all they saw were two scrawny boys, one with glasses, they all laughed.

"You think you're so scary with your bats? Oh, I'm shaking in my tennis shoes," said one boy.

"Hey, it's those two boys from earlier who wanted directions. I see you found your way to Perry Lane, but where are your girls? They ditch you?" asked a familiar girl with blonde hair with colorful streaks.

"Nope, they left to go call the cops. We're here to make sure you idiots don't leave," Harry replied. The girl who had screamed broke through the group and got to the boy on the ground.

"Oh my God, he's hurt. Jay come on, wake up," she said as she shook him. He groaned. The group of bullies shared a glance. Five on two seemed easy enough so they headed towards the group when another voice rent the air.

"Harry? Is that you?" a male voice asked with an accent. A small gasp right after cause Harry to look towards the swing. He saw Hermione and Ginny standing next to a small, black haired girl and a blonde, husky boy with wide eyes. Hermione, the one standing next to the boy, had gasped when she realized who she was guarding.

Dudley Dursley stood up from his swing and walked towards Harry. Ginny spoke quietly to the girl and she nodded then stood up and ran towards the nearby houses. Hermione and Ginny followed Dudley towards Harry and Ron.

Suddenly, it wasn't such an odd numbered fight and was five on five.

The group of bullies realized this at the same time and decided such an even fight they wanted no part of and started to back away.

While this was happening, Ginny was whispering to Harry.

"I told the girl to run get help. She asked if you were Harry Potter, and I told her yes, she said she'd get the right people to come. We can use magic if we have too," she said quickly. He nodded and Hermione was telling Ron the same thing. He saw the group backing away and yelled Stupefy. The others quickly catching on also yelled the stunning spell at the group while Harry took out the last one with a second stunner to the back. The girl on the ground next to Jay, the boy who had been beaten, looked up at them, terrified. Hermione, deciding she was too big of a risk, stunned her also. Jay being knocked out, hadn't seen anything.

"Wow, that's really handy," Dudley muttered. Harry snorted.

"Against five Muggle teenagers, it's nothing. Try going against a group of Magical adults, trained in how to block the spell, it's a teeny bit harder," he said drolly. "Ron tie them up and Hermione, do your thing. Ginny check on that kid over there, see if he's okay," he said to the others. He turned to Dudley and took him in for the first time in almost a year.

Living with wizards seemed to have a weird effect on his cousin. Dudley was much thinner, almost all his bulk was muscles now. Granted he probably didn't have a six pack, but he wasn't what you could call fat now. His hair was shaggy and about four inches longer than what his father had allowed in Surrey, which meant his hair was about five inches long. He was even wearing small wire framed glasses.

"Dudley, how are you?" he asked. Dudley had been taking in Harry's appearance at the same time.

Harry himself hadn't noticed but in the last year of living off of mushrooms and roots he had gotten very thin and weedy looking. During the several encounters with Ministry officials, dragons, and dark lords he had acquired several new scars on his arms, neck, and face. He also had a hardened look about him. If it hadn't been dark out, Dudley was sure that the group of bullies would never have thought about messing with the British stranger. His hair was also just about long enough to be put in a pony-tail in the back.

"I'm okay, I guess. I was a little worried about that kid, but I couldn't take on that whole group. So I didn't know what to do before you came along. Are they going to be alright?" he asked as he saw Hermione doing the memory charms on them.

"Er, yeah, if anyone asks, we didn't use magic on them. Hermione is modifying their memories so they don't remember what we yelled. If anyone asks, we tackled them from behind and tied them up," Harry walked over and severed the rope on a swing and made the rope vanish. "We used the rope from a broken swing," he said winking at his cousin.

Just as Hermione finished up the last girl, next to the beaten boy, they all heard running footsteps.

The black haired girl who was with Dudley came running up with a man, and two women. All the adults had their wands out.

"Dudley, what's going on here, who are these people and who are those kids on the ground," asked the man. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood off to the side. Ginny was still working on the boy.

"Um, I don't mean to be a bother, but this boy is looking worse and worse," she said drawing attention to the injured boy. The two women knelt by him and waved their wands a few times. One of them gasped.

"Stacie, run home and call nine-one-one, tell them a boy was beaten badly and needs medical attention fast, give them the directions here, quick," she said. The other woman Enervated the girl next to the boy and started asking her questions about him. While all this was happening Dudley was informing the man on what had happened quietly. Harry was standing nearby.

"Dudley, is he cool? Can we trust him?" he asked. Dudley nodded and Harry joined in explaining the memory changes and the real story to the man. Two minutes later they could hear sirens getting closer. A police car and an ambulance pulled up to the park and EMT's were running towards them while another cop car drove toward Stacie's house.

All wands disappeared and Harry pulled Dudley back towards his friends.

"Dudley, no magic talk, alright?" Dudley gave him a weird look.

"Obviously," he muttered.

They all waited while the man, Dudley called him Jason, told the police what had happened. After twenty minutes of questions and talking, the five bullies were marched off to the police cars and arrested. Jay and the girl had rode off in the ambulance after the initial check to see if he was alive and breathing.

Once all the official adults had left, the group of Brits and Americans walked back to their house in silence.

Jason held the door while all nine of them walked into a medium sized living room. A man was sitting holding a baby while a young boy sat on the couch with a younger girl, and they were watching a movie. The man looked up and saw the group enter and stood up.

"So, was it that one group of punks it always is?" he asked.

"Yep, and thanks to this group they were all arrested," replied Jason as he sat next to the little girl.

"Really now?" asked the man with a smirk. Then he looked over at the women and gasped.

"Becca! Is that blood?" he asked quietly as he walked over to the brown haired woman who had told Stacie to run and call for help.

"Don't worry Todd, it's from the boy who got beat up. He had to leave in an ambulance, I helped with medical assistance until they got there," she said quickly.

"Come on, Becca, lets get you a clean shirt," said the other woman. They two of them left and the man handed the baby he was holding to Stacie who then sat in the middle of the floor with her. Jason gestured to the other man, Dudley and the Brits to follow him. They ended up in the kitchen.

"I'll be right back, sit tight," he said as he ran to the stairs and yelled up them.

"Daisy, we'll be in the kitchen, we're waiting," he said and came back into the kitchen. He pulled out a chair and sat down next to Dudley.

"So, I take it you four are the ones who have come for Dudley here?" he asked. Harry nodded.

"Yes, I'm Dudley's cousin, Harry," he replied.

"I must say, they sent you over here really fast. I didn't expect anyone to be able to pick up the Dursley's for at least a month after the end of the war," Jason said just as the two women entered the room. They each conjured up a chair and sat down.

"Let's get introductions finished first Jason. I'm Daisy, this is my husband Jason. We're the ones who took in the Dursley's. This is Todd and Becca Kilinger our next door neighbors, they took in Stacie and her sister," Daisy said quickly.

The Brits introduced themselves as Daisy served everyone Iced Tea.

"So, did you guys all just get into Minnesota today?" asked Dudley.

"No, we've been here for a few days. The day you got the letter was our first day. We were told to give you a few days to get used to the idea…Where's Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon? Shouldn't they be here for this also?" asked Harry. The adults all chuckled, as did Dudley.

"April? Come in here for me," shouted Daisy into the other room. A little girl came running.

"Yes mommy?" she asked sweetly.

"Could you go get Pinkie and Greenie for me, bring them in here?" she asked the little girl who nodded and ran off. About thirty seconds later she came back in the room carrying pink and green rats. She handed them to her mom.

"Can I go back to the movie? George was just about to get to New York," asked April. She was told to go ahead and she skipped back to her movie. Daisy set the rats on the table and pointed to them.

"Petunia and Vernon," she said briefly. Harry stared at the rats with his mouth open and eyes wide. His friends watched him for his reaction.

Suddenly he burst out laughing. For several long minutes he laughed hysterically. Dudley smiled at him as did the adults. Hermione was shocked, while Ron and Ginny both laughed along with him.

"Do I even want to know what they did to deserve this?" he finally asked when he could breathe again.

"I believe it was the word freak, used very abundantly, that convinced them to do it," Dudley said. Jason and Daisy nodded.

"Yes, they have been renamed Pinkie and Greenie, and have been April's pets for the last eight months." This set off Harry once again and it took a few minutes for him to calm down again.

"Dad's the pink one," Dudley said with a smirk, and once again set off Harry. This time Ron and Ginny laughed as well.

"Wow, and I was actually a little worried about coming here tonight," Harry said. "Can we leave them this way until it's time to leave?" Jason and Daisy exchanged looks.

"Actually, we think it would be better if we change them back now. They are needed to sign the papers for Dudley to leave school, as his parents, and tomorrow is Dudley's last day at school. We also feel that they should be the ones to pack their own stuff," replied Jason. Both rats squeaked drawing the attention of everyone.

"I guess we should probably take Stacie and Shiloh back with us now. Do you want us to take Sage and April too?" asked Becca. Daisy thought about it and nodded.

"Just a moment. Sage, April come in here please," she yelled again. The two kids came running and stopped short seeing the Brits there.

"Is Dudley leaving?" asked the boy softly. The girl looked from her brother to her parents to Dudley and the new people before starting to cry.

"Are Pinkie and Greenie going buh-bye?" she whimpered sadly. Harry snorted but covered it up quickly after Ginny elbowed him in the ribs.

"Yes, dear they are leaving but not for a day or two. But it's time to say goodbye to Pinkie and Greenie, they are going buh-bye today and Vernon and Petunia are coming back," said Daisy. April sniffled and walked forward and picked up the pink rat.

"You were my favorite ever, Pinkie. I'm gonna miss you," she said sadly and gave the rat a quick kiss on the nose. Vernon, the pink rat, shied away from her as she set him back down. She only gave the green rat a pat on the head and said she'd miss her too just not as much as Pinkie. The adults were trying very hard not to burst out laughing.

"Come on sweetie, you guys are going to stay with Becca and Todd tonight. Let's go get packed," said their mother. As she led her daughter out she looked back for her son.

"Dudley, are you leaving tonight? Will I see you again tomorrow?" he asked the older boy.

"Yeah, I still got one day left of school, and then I'll be back to pack my stuff. You'll see me again, Sage," replied Dudley. The boy looked marginally happier and followed his mom up the stairs.

The three adults chit-chatted while the youngsters were packed up leaving the teens to sit in semi awkward silence.

"What day are we leaving?" asked Dudley trying to talk to his cousin.

"Sunday," replied Harry shortly.

"Where are you guys staying?" he asked.

"A hotel in St. Paul," said Hermione. Dudley realized that Harry didn't want to talk, so he stopped trying. Stacie walked into the room carrying the little baby.

"So, what's going on?" she asked. They could all see her red eyes. Dudley stood up and gave her his chair, and took the baby from her while he leaned on the counter.

"Well, I'm not leaving right away, Sunday is the day," he said quietly as he bounced the baby. Harry stared at the two, realization coming to him.

"Dudley, is that kid yours?" he asked somewhat loudly. The green rat suddenly started squeaking repeatedly and very loudly. Hermione silenced her and watched Dudley's face go from confused to dawning comprehension and then to humorous.

"No, this is Stacie, and her sister Shiloh, who is nine months old," he said with a chuckle.

Just then Daisy and the two kids returned. Todd stood and took Shiloh from Dudley while Becca walked with the kids out the kitchen door.

"It was nice to meet you guys. Congrats on winning the war by the way," said Becca as she walked out. Todd nodded to them all.

"Stacie, if you want to stay go ahead, but don't sleep over, your parents probably wouldn't like that. Let's say midnight curfew," he said. She nodded and stayed sitting. Harry conjured up another chair for Dudley and he sat next to Stacie, leaving two empty chairs for the two rats.

Jason and Daisy took the two rats and set them on the ground and pointed their wands at them.

"Amoveo vos tergum ut humanus vultus," they said together. The two rats started to grow and morph back into human shape. After several seconds Vernon and Petunia Dursley were standing in the kitchen looking around as humans again.

-Meanwhile in London-

"Molly, you said something about Doxies in the Master bedroom?" asked Fleur. The younger woman wiped the sweat and grime from her elegant forehead with the top of her wrist.

"Yes, but we'll deal with them later. I haven't gotten the Venom antidote yet, and I refuse to let anyone try and rid those without it," replied Molly as she stretched and cracked her back.

"Alright, Bill and I can take care of them later then. Is there anything else you need from me before I go home?" asked the Veela-woman. Molly looked at her daughter in law and sighed.

"No, I think we're done for today. Three rooms, two coats each and a loo. We got so much done today, I think we can handle anything else here tonight. Harry's going to be so surprised when they get back," said Molly with a small smile.

"Is Andromeda visiting tomorrow with little Teddy?" asked Fleur with a sad smile.

"Yes, we got so much done today, I feel safe letting a baby come here. But, they'll only be visiting for about two hours. We can still get some more work done tomorrow. You and Bill can do the Doxies, while Jane and I finish the hallway and stairwell," said Molly softly. The two woman spoke of other things that they wanted to accomplish while they headed down to the kitchen together.

Before the four teens left for America, the adults decided that Grimmauld Place needed a make-over. So as soon as the teens had left, Molly and Arthur met Bill, Fleur, and the Granger adults at the dark house and designated jobs. Molly, Fleur, and the Grangers would spend the day painting, while Bill and Arthur worked during the day and helped with handy work, like removing certain elf heads and portraits off the wall, at night.

Molly and Fleur looked around the changed kitchen with pride. The dark walls were now a creamy, pastel yellow. All the wood work on the counters, doors, and the large table were now dark cherry wood. The floor was polished to its black marble shiny-ness.

A few small paintings littered the walls, and bric-a-brac covered the mantel of the Floo. All the old rusty pots and pans that had once hung on the ceiling were gone and replaced with shiny new ones. The china cabinet still held Black family china, but it was all polished and arranged neatly and the glass fronts wiped clean.

Almost nine months of disuse, with Kreacher flitting off back to Hogwarts when his master didn't return, had left Grimmauld Place in a bad way. The one day cleaning the teens gave it a couple weeks before only covered the kitchen, Drawing room, bathrooms, and several bedrooms and even then only basic cleaning spells.

The adults thought it would be a good idea to help Harry out while he was gone. Besides the fact that the Darkness of the house creeped out the Grangers.

In one day, Molly, Fleur, Michael, and Jane painted the kitchen, the entrance hall, and a bathroom on the ground floor. That night the men, sans Michael, removed the elf heads off the wall lining the stairs. They were forced to remove parts of the wall behind the heads, but it was easily fixed with a handy spell in a Wizarding construction book found at Flourish and Blotts that conjured drywall and the supplies to fix the holes.

The next day they had the formal dinning hall, the hallway leading up the first staircase, a small bathroom, and upstairs hallway done in bright pastel colors or white. The tricky problem no one could solve was the wall sized tapestry in the Drawing room. It was too big for the construction spell if they removed the tapestry and the wall, but they couldn't paint underneath it while it was up. They finally decided to leave it up, paint the other three walls, and let Harry decide when he returned.

So that night the six adults attacked the Drawing room with a passion. Walls were painted a golden color with white crown molding around the room by the ceiling. All the furniture was stoutly sanded and re-stained to a dark brown walnut color. The floor was a dark wood as well but mostly covered by a large oriental rug, surprisingly with deep burgundies, golds, and plums in it. The furniture was changed to white with burgundy throw pillows.

Nearing midnight the three, exhausted couples separated and went to their own homes in the cases of the two Weasley couples.

The third day, the same day the teens spent the whole day in the hotel room vegging out, Fleur and Molly had spent several hours working on the three third floor bedrooms once occupied by the twins, Remus, and the Weasley parents. Included in the third floor restorations was the bathroom.

"Well, Molly, I theenk we 'ave done a marvelous job so far. 'Zis place is becoming more and more like a home for Harry," Fleur said softly. "E will be so surprised."

"I agree dear. How are you feeling. This must have been a lot of stress on you and the baby. All this working and stretching and bending? Are you sure you should be doing all of this?" asked Molly. Fleur nodded.

"Oui, Molly. I am a strong woman. My body can 'andle all of this. At least I theenk it can. I feel no ill feelings as of yet," said the younger woman. The two sat in companionable silence as they sipped their tea. Their men would be home soon and they were planning a night of rest and relaxation in the newly finished Drawing room. Jane and Michael were going to teach them all poker.

"Molly, 'ow are you doing? With Fred's death?" asked Fleur carefully. It hadn't escaped the younger woman's notice the last few days that Molly had been working herself to near exhaustion before heading home to sleep. The night before, she was so tired she had to Floo home since Arthur didn't want to risk Apparition. Yet Molly had shown up at Grimmauld Place first, bright and early, even before the Grangers had woken up.

"Oh Fleur," Molly sighed her eyes watering. "I just can't believe he's gone. He was so full of life. I can't imagine how George is really handling it, but every time I go over to the shop, he's not there. He might just not be answering his door. But Verity assures me that he's being cared for. There's always someone at the shop if he needs them, but I just can't help remembering that day at the castle when my baby almost…" Molly stopped as she choked back a sob. Fleur reached over the table and held her mother-in-laws hand while she tried to maintain composure.

"I'm so worried about George. I just don't know what to do. What with Ron and Ginny with Harry, I'm left with nothing to do and an empty house to stare at. I woke up from a nightmare this morning and found myself sitting in their room on Fred's bed. I wasn't crying, just sitting there, remembering the day I found out I was having twin boys."

"I remember you saying that they were going to be just like your brothers. Mischievous and wild. That was the day we decided to name them Fred and George," said Arthur from the doorway. Molly smiled at the memory.

"Boy did you nail it on the nose Mum. Wild and Mischievous and they weren't even the size of an apple yet," replied Bill with a soft chuckle.

"Not yet the size of an apple, but they still were causing me problems. I had heartburn that stretched to my kneecaps for weeks. By then, they were big enough to kick. I don't think my kidneys ever recovered fully. Thank Merlin that Ron was an easy pregnancy," she said, smiling.

They all sat and talked for a little while and ate dinner that Kreacher insisted on cooking for them all. He refused Molly or Jane's help so they shared stories until a sumptuous roast beef with a side of roast potatoes and carrots appeared in front of them.

Once they were all done eating they all headed up to the Drawing room. Bill had learned how to play poker from a roommate at Hogwarts, but he was a little rusty. Instead of betting money they bet peppermint humbugs or every flavor beans. The night was enjoyable for everyone and around midnight yawns were catching and traveling from person to person.

"I think it's time for bed. I'm just too old to be staying up till the wee hours of the morning. Arthur?" Molly said as she stood up. Arthur stifled another yawn and also stood up.

"I agree, especially two night in a row. Bill, Fleur we'll see you two tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah. Fleur and I are going to be getting rid of the Doxies in the curtains upstairs," replied Bill. Fleur was stretching and yawned widely.

Everyone bade their goodnights and went their separate ways.

amoveo vos tergum ut humanus vultus = shift you back to human form; i use very literal terms and then use a latin translator online. so any errors in the sentance, i'm sorry i just typed it in English, then clicked a button.

A/n: My French accents aren't very good but i tried. Also, i noticed a time continuity error i made in an earlier chapter. It will have to be righted in the next few chapters and it wont be pleasent, but bear with me when it happens. If you've noticed it, let me know what you think i'll do to fix it. It's not very noticable. Please review, they lighten my spirit and usually motivate me to write and post faster. Book Freak is to thank for this chapter, I got their review yesterday and it made me smile! So REVIEW!