Summary: Tonks, Sirius, Snape, Narcissa, Luna, Dobby and Bob the Dementor must save the Wizarding World one evil faction at a time. Together, they walk the downward spiral to insanity.

Ratings: T (downgraded for now, because it doesn't seem as though I'll be doing anything too profane)

Timeline: Post Goblet of Fire, pre Order of the Phoenix, though keeping in mind the various character and spell introductions of the final books.

Disclaimer: (I guess I should probably include this) Harry Potter and all related characters property of J.K. Rowling.

A/N: Note that this started off as Chapter Thirty Two before I made the realisation that it would work ten times better as the epilogue.


The atmosphere at Grimmauld Place was one of cautious optimism. It had been nearly twenty-four hours since the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, and there were no prominent signs of backlash.

To Harry, Ron and Hermione, it seemed as though Molly had cooked up a feast. They hadn't eaten properly in a while, so half a loaf of bread and a turnip would have seemed like a feast. Much to the teenagers' chagrin, Narcissa and Draco Malfoy had taken up residence in the house, though they were not yet allowed to attend meetings of the Order of the Phoenix. Fred, George and Ginny had found themselves grounded for the remainder of the holidays, despite the fact that firstly, they "took out three Death Eaters!", and secondly "It's not as if there's anywhere to go anyway!" Dumbledore visited every now and again; according to the Extendable Ears, his time was either spent in Wizengamot hearings or out searching for "Horcruxes". Not even Hermione knew what these so-called "Horcruxes" were, and Harry made a mental note to visit the library a little more often. Tonks and Sirius were still in Azkaban, even in light of the repeated actions of the new Minister for Magic, Amelia Bones. Apparently Fudge's old office was trying to find any law possible to throw at them, relevant or not. Bob the Dementor had rejoined his brothers in Azkaban, determined to stay close to Sirius. Another Extendable Ear session revealed the Dementors were growing increasingly out of control, so informed Snape, who had heard rumours from the Death Eaters. No close relatives of Luna's could be found. She told the Department of Magical Law Enforcement that she was perfectly happy to be staying with the Weasleys. The Department was fine with that – it limited the paperwork. After all the excitement, Harry was shocked to find that there was still almost a month and a half of holidays left. Harry found himself not as excited to hear this as he expected. Of course, he had the Weasleys, Hermione and Luna to entertain him, but the hole that Sirius left was glaring. "Not long now", Lupin assured Harry most days. Harry thought that Lupin was just reassuring himself, mostly. Luna made the comment that it was not Sirius that Lupin was reassuring himself about, but no-one was paying that much attention. Soon after, Snape reported Voldemort's disposal of the remainder of the Wizarding Mafia. The Dark Lord had apparently decided that anyone not directly under his control was a hindrance. He recruited those worthy, and killed those that were not. Harry wondered whether that really fulfilled the terms of the prophecy, as they hadn't gotten rid of the Wizarding Mafia themselves, but as Hermione pointed out, prophecies weren't known for their directness, not even those of particularly articulate Seers. 'Besides,' Ron had added. 'If they hadn't of kidnapped us, then Voldemort wouldn't have gotten involved. Indirectly I guess we were the cause of their downfall.' He shrugged, and then challenged Harry to a game of Wizard's Chess. It would have been a better loss if he had surrendered on the first move, Harry decided.

And then, Dumbledore came to see Harry. It was not a surprise visit – members of the Order had spent most of the previous day saying to him "Dumbledore's coming to see you tomorrow". The headmaster took him into a room where none could hear them. Harry was sure at least two of the people he had passed in the hallway had given him looks of lament.

Once in the room, Dumbledore lowered his hands and surveyed Harry through his half-moon glasses. 'It is time,' he said, 'for me to tell you what I should have told you five years ago, Harry. Please sit down. I am going to tell you everything.'

The End.

A/N: Note the shamelessly ripped paragraph from the Order of the Phoenix. Not mine. Thanks for the ride, and I hope you'll all stay on for the sequel which will be released at an unconfirmed date with an unconfirmed title. Seeing as how it's the end, tell me what you liked, what you disliked, and what you thought was just plain weird. This way, I can make the sequel even better. Peace it out!