Remus groaned and said, "Perhaps if we bring the children in." He opened the door and Ginny, Ron, and the twins bounced in.

"Well, now, is this everyone?"

"Yep," Fred said.

"Except for Bill, who's on a trip for Dumbledore," Ginny added.

"And Charlie, who's stuck in Romania with a nesting dragon," Ron reminded.

"And Percy, who's a flaming git," George nodded sagely.

"George!" Molly scolded and hit him with her umbrella.

"He's not George, I am," Fred said impishly.

"I won't fall for that again," she said and hit him with the umbrella as well.

"Settle down, please," Remus yelled and got swatted with the umbrella. They all stared at him in distress, hoping he wasn't mad about the whole being-hit-by-umbrella incident. "Now, I'd like to talk about yoru emotional well-being since You-Know-Who returned."

"I, for one," Ginny examined her fingernails, "feel fine. I was thinking of inviting him to my birthday party. He'd look splendid in that little paper hat, don't you think?"

"Brilliant," said the twins.

"Ginny!" Molly shrieked and took at swipe with her umbrella.

"Oh no you don't!" Ginny snatched the umbrella and swung in like a sword.

"Don't play with that, Ginny," Molly warned as Ginny fumbled to open the umbrella.

"You know, it's bad luck to open an umbrella inside," Ron muttered.

"The rain it rainest all around,
Upon the just and unjust fella,
But chiefly on the just because
The unjust stole the just's umbrella," the twins recited together. Loudly.

"That was brilliant," George said excitedly. "We're veen waiting to recite that for years. Thanks, Gin."

"No pro-" just as Ginny managed to open the umbrella, she vanished.

"See, bad luck," Ron grumbled.

"Now, please -" but Snape burst into the room.

"Stop! Did you know you need a special license to do this sort of thing? It's not only against the law... it's wrong! It's not a nice thing to do! People wouldn't understand... HE wouldn't understand!"

"Who's 'he'?" Molly asked.

"Dumbledore."

"You are aware this was Dumbledore's idea?" Remus questioned.

"Right-o. Carry on, then." The door slammed shut behind him.

"So..." Lupin looked awkward. "Everyone okay?" They nodded. "Everyone still love each other?" They glanced around and nodded. "Right... well..." A bell rang and Remus sighed with relief. "Session's over. See you next week."

"What? Next week? We-"

"Sorry, no time to talk." He pushed everyone out the door and Winky poked her head in as tehy disappeared, arguing about how to get home without a portkey.

"Sir, the Dursleys and Harry Potter is waiting."

"Winky, bring me a firewhiskey. A big one."