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Last chapter! I just have to say I�ve loved each and every review you guys have
left me, and I�m so grateful for all the response and support. This has been
both a joy and a frustration to write, but I�m still sorry it�s over. Hopefully
you�ll enjoy the ending, though :)

Love you all!

And also � Happy birthday Harry!

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Harry stared out at the blurry scenery that whizzed on by from beyond the
window of the train compartment. The Hogwarts Express had set off hours ago and
was likely to reach Kings Cross soon. At least it meant Harry wouldn�t have to
sit down on a thinly-cushioned seat for much longer.

He winced and squirmed. Despite various healing ointments applied and downing a
pain potion, he still ached in a very miserable way, a side-effect he hadn�t
thought about the night before. Then again, it was hard to rationalise when he
was being touched again after months of no contact.

He smiled grimly out at the bright scenery. His time with the twins seemed
quite bittersweet. Soon, he would be at the Dursley�s, and the twins would be
setting up their own joke shop. After the summer, he would be back at Hogwarts,
and it would be exactly as it had been for the past months.

Harry wondered if Fred and George would even remember him when they had their
joke shop up and running, taking up all of their time. After a lifetime of
being cast aside by his relatives, Harry couldn�t help but still have his
doubts.

Thankfully, he was alone in the compartment, so no-one was there to see his
brooding expression and try and cheer him up. Ron and Hermione were performing
Prefect duties, and Fred and George were running around the train with Lee
Jordan, playing various pranks that involved a large tarantula belonging to
Lee, and the seventh year Hufflepuff girls.

At first, they�d been reluctant to leave Harry. In fact, ever since they�d
heard of the prophecy, they�d barely left Harry�s side, worrying just as much
as their mother, Mrs Weasley, would, which made Harry smile.

He�d convinced them to have their last bit of fun at Hogwarts, and had even
given them the idea with the tarantula, which they simply couldn�t resist.

Harry smiled fondly to himself.

�Hey Harry.� Harry turned to see Hermione and Ron entering, both looking
flustered and not meeting his eye. Harry laughed as he took in the slightly
ruffled clothing Ron�s flaming ears.

�Hey guys. Have fun �Prefecting�?�
Hermione scowled at him and moved to hit him upside the head while Ron blushed
brightly and mumbled something unintelligible, sitting down across from
Hermione.

Hermione sat next to Ron, taking his hand unashamedly. Harry grinned, glad his
friends had finally got their act together. �It�s about time. I guess I owe Neville
five galleons though��

�Harry James Potter!�

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Harry stepped out of the train, looking around himself as he pulled his trunk
after him. He spotted flaming red hair in the crowd of wizards and witches, and
grinned, beginning to make his way towards the Weasley family for one last
goodbye before he searched for the Dursleys in the muggle part of the station.

�Here you are, kitten,� a voice announced, and then George�s arm magically
appeared around his waist. Fred was on Harry�s other side, a luggage trolley in
front of him. He hauled Harry�s trunk onto it and began wheeling it while
George tugged Harry along.

�I can do that my-� Harry began to protest, but George spun him around and
silenced him with a quick kiss. Fred grinned at him and, in once swift
movement, darted in for a kiss as well.

Harry stared at him, absolutely stunned. His sensitive hearing picked up gasps
from the people around him, and he paled noticeably.

�Fred,� Harry snarled, looking around
at wide eyes. Fred grinned and gripped Harry�s hand, wheeling the trolley with
his other, as they started forward again.

�Who gives a fuck what these nosey buggers think? It�s our life,� Fred
announced, very loudly. Harry groaned and looked down, blushing a bright red.
Trust the twins to find some way to embarrass him, just when he thought he was
in the clear.

�But what about what you�ve said, the public reaction and-� Again, Harry was
cut off by fingers on his lips. George grinned at him, tugging on his bottom
lip and then pulling his hand away to ruffle his hair.

�We�ve been thinking-�

�Never a good thing,� Harry muttered, and George ignored him.

�-And we�ve decided that Voldemort already knows everything-�

�- Umbridge, and therefore probably the Ministry already know everything ��

� � And our friends all know or guessed.�

�So if something bad were going to happen, it would�ve happened by now.�

�Not to mention, with all this destined doom, we want to spend every moment
with you.�

�And besides, we know you�ll be protected in Hogwarts.� The grins on the twins
faces told Harry they knew something he didn�t, but then that often seemed to
be the case with their devious plots. He�d pry it out of them when they weren�t
being gawped at like a circus show.

�Right, let�s just get to your parents, all right?� Harry grumbled, deciding
not to answer. His heart felt warm and fluttery, however. He�d always wanted
them to all be able to show their affection in public. It seemed he was finally
getting his wish.

Maybe his previous worries were just that, worries.

�Harry!� Mrs Weasley exclaimed, sweeping him up into a bone-breaking hug. At
Harry�s feet, a familiar large black dog barked excitedly, causing quite a
racket. Harry shushed him, remembering how dangerous it was for Sirius to
accompany them after Christmas. Twice in a row? Suicide.

Arthur smiled at him fondly, and Harry found himself grinning back. �I see
you�re all healed up.�

�Thanks to you,� Arthur told him, and when it seemed like he was about to start
thanking Harry again for his �rescue�, Sirius pulled Harry�s cat tail. Harry
yowled and pulled away, grasping his tail and hissing.

Fred scooped Harry away with a chuckle while Harry attempted to get at Sirius,
pride injured. Sirius just sat back, tail wagging happily and tongue lolling
out of his mouth in the perfect picture of innocence that no-one bought for a
second.

�After a few more petty squabbles and a
lot of tearful hugs, especially from Hermione, whose emotions were slightly
unstable due to still feeling worn down from the curse from Dolhov, Harry was
forced to leave the Weasleys and search for his relatives.

With a heavy heart, he stepped past the barrier into the muggle world, not to
return to Hogwarts for more than a month. He trundled through the station with
his trunk, Hedwig perched on top, garnering a few strange looks.

Finally, he spotted the Dursleys waiting impatiently near an exit. He wheeled
over to them, and Uncle Vernon gazed down at him disparagingly through beady
eyes. Dudley was whining at his mother for an ice-cream, and Aunt Petunia was
placating him, saying there was ice-cream in the freezer when they got home.

�Boy,� Uncle Vernon grunted in greeting. �Survived another year, have you?� He
sounded disappointed.

Harry didn�t say anything, and the family turned, intending to leave as soon as
possible, when hands suddenly rested on each of Harry�s shoulders.

�It seems Harry�s forgot to tell you, but we�re staying with him for the
summer. You don�t mind having us, do you?�

Harry�s head swivelled to Fred, and then to George, mouth gaping open. It
seemed the twins themselves had forgotten to tell him.

Uncle Vernon�s neck turned red, and his moustache quivered. Aunt Petunia gaped
in horror, and Dudley cried out in fear, hiding his large body behind his
stick-thin mother.

�Now see here-� Uncle Vernon began, but George cleared his throat. Uncle
Vernon�s attention was subtly drawn to George�s wand, tapping casually against
his thigh.

�You can�t do your freaky business outside of that damn school!� Uncle Vernon
announced, although he didn�t sound confident. The twins shared a conspirator
smile.

�We�re not going to school, so yes, we can,� Fred told him and, with a tiny
flick of his wand, had turned Dudley�s hair a darker shade. Very subtle, so as
to not draw attention, but enough to get his point across.

Uncle Vernon looked like he was about to attack them, but George laughed and
pressed a hand to Harry�s lower back, propelling him forward and grabbing his
trunk from the trolley. Together, the three exited the station, the Dursleys
following angrily behind, Uncle Vernon shouting about how he wouldn�t allow
even more freaks to pollute his own house.

�What-What are you doing?!� Harry hissed, incensed, and also extraordinarily
happy, not that he would reveal that until he�d scolded the twins for the
stupid plan, for not telling him, and for surprising his relatives.

�Why, I do believe we�re getting into a car,� Fred said, bemused, opening the
door to the Dursleys� car as if he owned it. �Right, George?�

�Well, I dunno about you, but I�m opening the boot,� George announced, and
indeed, he had the boot open and was hauling Harry�s trunk into it.

He then turned to a spluttering Uncle Vernon. �Thanks, mate, for being so
understanding.�

Oblivious to Uncle Vernon�s fury, he opened the back door and slid in, pulling
Harry in after him, and clutching his hand. Fred was in the driver�s seat, and
wound down the window. �Clearly, there�s not enough room for us all. How about
you get a bus and meet us back at your house?�

Fred then twirled his wand, and the car started. He wound the window back up
and pulled away from the parking spot, his knowledge on handling a car most
likely coming from the muggle-obsessed Mr Weasley.

�We were hardly going to leave you there. Who knows when Voldemort�s next going
to spring out and attack you?�

�Yes, you need constant surveillance at all times, we figure. You always seem
to find trouble.�

�In fact, you shouldn�t even leave the bed, it�s so dangerous,� Fred decided,
smirk devious.

Harry would have argued right back at them, usually - those two seemed intent
on teasing and shocking him.

But he didn�t.

Instead, he grinned and curled up next to George, who gladly wrapped his arms
around him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Fred smiled at him affectionately
through the mirror.

He�d been through a lot in his short fifteen years, and he was sure to go
through so much more. Voldemort was still at large, Death Eaters were bound to
begin attacking, and he had a prophecy to fulfil.

But at that moment, for once in his life, Harry Potter allowed himself to
relax, and not worry. Whatever he did go through in the future, he was certain
he�d always have the twins to lean on.

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