Albus Dumbledore popped into complete madness.

In front of Grimmauld Place there were all the Order members in various stages of undress.

Some were trying to barge the door while others were shooting spells at the house that just bounced off. Some of the Order members had wisely conjured or transfigured things into clothing.

The Weasley twins were standing together laughing their heads off while leaning onto each other.

Dumbledore’s eye twitched before he took a deep breath and slid his grandfatherly persona back onto his face.

“Silence!” he said loudly getting everyone’s attention. “What is going on here?”

“Professor Dumbledore!” Hermione shrilly shouted, her being one of the smart ones that had conjured herself a robe, “Grimmauld Place has ejected all of us!”

“How did this happen?” he asked trying not to get a headache from her voice.

“I don’t know, I had come in to check if this had been Harry and Malfoy’s ‘safe house’, while the others went to change clothes or get some of their belongings, not feeling it was safe now that they couldn’t control who owned it. As soon as I tried to enter the kitchen where all the Order’s papers were, the house started shaking. After it had shook for a while, the front door opened and I was sent out as well as all the others. I came to get you a few minutes late.” Molly said indignantly.

“Let me see if I can get in, Molly, my dear.” Dumbledore said with a sparkle in his eyes.

He strode towards the door and tried to open it. The door wouldn’t budge. He took out his wand and started saying spell after spell, trying to open the door.

Throughout this whole thing, Fred and George were still laughing, it progressed until they were on the floor, and could barely breathe because they were laughing so hard.

“Alright my boys,” Dumbledore said looking towards them, “You’ve had your fun but now it’s time to undo this prank. It really wasn’t nice of you two to throw people out of here without clothes on.”

After hearing that they both stopped laughing and looked angrily towards Dumbledore.

“I can’t believe you think that we did this!” They exclaim at the same time. “Sure we play pranks like this, but it wasn’t us this time.”

“FRED, GEORGE, DO NOT TALK THAT WAY TOWARDS PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE!” Molly exclaims scolding her sons, “You will undo this prank right now or so help me-”

One of the twins cuts her off there. “You guys never listen to us! We did. Not. Do. This! I swear you haven’t heard a word we said since we could start talking!” Fred or George said angrily.

“That’s not true.” Molly says indignantly.

“Oh yeah?” the twins crossed their arms and looked at her, “If that’s true tell us who’s who.”

Molly gave a little gasp and looked uncertainly at the two of them.

After a pause one of them said, “Well? Can you tell us apart?”

“Of course I can! I’m your mother!” Molly says a little uncertainly. “You’re Fred!” she says pointing to the twin on the left.

Their faces instantly go blank. No one could read any expression off of either of the twins faces.

“Well?” Hermione says getting impatient, “was she right?”

“No.” The twin on the right said with angry fire in his eyes. “You got us messed up again! You call yourself our mother and you can’t even tell us apart! We’re tired of you doing this to us! Both you, dad, and the family have done it since we can remember. The only one in the family who hasn’t done that is Bill and the only one outside of the family who has ever gotten us right is Harry. From now on we refuse to acknowledge any of you as part of our family ever again!” they finish together before they Apparate away leaving a stunned silence behind.

~

Tom paced outside of the ritual room worried as he could hear the screams coming from inside. Draco stood against the wall trying not to show any of the worry that was clear in the way he was leaning against the wall, tensing up at each scream.

“When will it be over?!” Tom exclaimed after the twelfth scream in thirty minutes.

“Dumbledore put a lot of blocks onto him. They’ve obviously been on there for a while. It’s going to take a while for the goblins to take them all off.” Draco said trying to be the voice of reason even though he didn’t like it any more.

It was thirty minutes later when the last major block was taken off with a large yell and a huge boom.

Tom ran towards the door and wrenched it open before Draco could even comprehend what was happening.

“Harry!” Tom yelled and went to scoop him up before being stopped by two exhausted goblins. “Why are you stopping me from getting to my son?” he hissed menacingly.

“Wait until his magic settles. Right now, his magic is volatile after being blocked for so long; it will attack any new magical source that comes into contact with it.” The goblin explained as he took a Pepper-Up potion from nowhere and downed it.

“Dad.” Harry moaned moving his head around even though he couldn’t see.

“I’m right here Harry,” Tom said moving towards his son after getting the okay from the goblin. As he reached down to help Harry up, Harry raised his hand and placed it into Tom’s.

“H-H-How did you do that?” Tom asked shocked.

“I don’t know.” Harry said just as shocked. “I could just feel your hand move closer to me and raised my hand to reach it. Except it wasn’t really your hand I felt, it was more like your magic.”

Harry looked up at his father and gasped.

“What?” Tom asked tilting his head a little.

“I can see you.” He said awed.

“WHAT!!!!” Tom said shocked.

“Well not exactly, more like I can see your magical core and how your magic is dispersed throughout your body. It’s like your magic runs in veins throughout your entire body so that’s what I see. I can’t see any features but it’s instinctive to know how tall you are based on where the magic stops. The more powerful you are, the easier it is to ‘see’ you.” Harry explained as he stood up.

“Well, isn’t that… interesting.” Draco said as he finally walked into the room. “Before we do anything else, don’t you want to make sure that Dumbledore and his sheep can’t access your vaults without your explicit okay?”

“Yeah, could you direct us to someone that could help?” Harry asked looking towards the short somewhat bright area that he knew was a goblin.

“Of course sir. Right this way.”