It was a week before the start of school and Harry, Fred, and George had finally settled down.

The initial response from the article was for the most part good for them and bad for the Nonames, Granger, and Dumbledore. Only a few die-hard Dumbledore fans had anything negative to say to Harry and his mates. You could see the Nonames around Diagon Alley. Molly worked as a scullery maid at the Leaky Cauldron. Ron and Ginny always had some snide comment to say to Fred and George when they went through Diagon Alley on the way to their shop.

Albus was having trouble keeping the school governors off his back about the accusations. He knew that if he was removed as Headmaster, he would have no chance of ever getting back into the school. As it was, he couldn’t control any of the wards which meant he couldn’t dictate when people left or who could portkey onto the school grounds. It also meant that the Death Eater ward he had just set up this year which was supposed to tell him who was a Death Eater and who wasn’t so he knew who he had to get the school body to shun, wouldn’t defer to him but instead it would defer to Harry.

He couldn’t wait until Percy responded back to his owl saying that the Ministry would look into the Weasley twins being Death Eaters. The sooner that happened, the sooner their business would go down the drain.

Of course Percy wasn’t doing so well either. Ever since the article came out, he had been faced with a lot of mistrust. Everyone tried to figure out what his big secret was. He didn’t know what big secret Harry thought he was holding over him, but he wasn’t going to let it deter him from doing what he thought was right. The only secret that could possible that could possibly cause him harm, the twins wouldn’t dare tell. He had made sure of that.

Right now though, he was trying to get the Minister to listen to him.

~

“I thought I told you, Noname. Leave me alone. We have enough problem as it is now with Voldemort on the loose. You are only making me busier.” Fudge said trying to brush Percy off again.

“But Minister, that’s exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. I won’t need more than five, ten minutes tops of your time sir.” Percy said trying to appeal to him.

Fudge looked to be debating the thought before sighing and giving his nod to tell him to continue.

“I have reason to believe that Lord Fred and George Weasley are in connection with the Dark Lord.”

“Do you have proof? This ministry is already under enough fire as it is. If we go in without proof I will be made a laughing stock!”

“Well sir. I have reasonable suspicion. I overheard them not two weeks ago talking about plans for something huge. This past week, in fact, they’ve been acting suspicious. Their shirts always cover up their arms and they never remove their robes anymore. When I confronted them about it, like any reasonable sibling might, they told me to but out of it and never talk about it again. Not a few days later, Harry Potter is threatening me. I don’t think it’s a coincidence.”

“You think Harry Potter is in on it?” Fudge blustered.

“If he isn’t then he’s clearly being Imperioused or he’s under a very strong love potion. Anyway the twin lords are up to something suspicious and I think we should shut them down and then investigate them to keep the public safe.”

“Shut them down? Don’t you think that would be a little suspicious? I think we should do a private investigation.” Fudge said shaking his head.

“That’s a terrible idea. What happens if their plan was to slip something in the toys and pranks that the kids buy? We could be endangering the next generation.”

“You’re right. What was I thinking? I shall send in the word to publicly declare the Weasley Wizard Wheezes as unfit to be open until further notice!”

Fudge was so enraged at the thought that he missed the small smirk on Percy Noname’s face for being able to manipulate the Minister.

~

“Harry!!!!!!” Harry woke up to shouts and feet stomping on the stairs drawing nearer to the Master bedroom where he had gone to sleep after seeing the twins out the door for work. They still hadn’t managed to make their mateship official in the physical sense just yet. After what the twins went through, it didn’t surprise him though.

SLAM!!!

The door hitting the wall jolted him out of his thoughts and made him look towards a furious Fred and worried looking George standing in the doorway.

“What happened?” he said his creature side worried to see their mates in various states of distress.

“I CAN’T BELIVE HIM!!!” Fred shouted still angry.

“Can’t believe who? It’s okay Fred. Whatever it is we’ll get through it together.” Harry said sitting up fully with his back resting against the headboard and patting the sides of the bed next to him as an invitation for them to come snuggle up next to him. They gladly took the invitation taking off their shoes and cloaks. After they were settled with Fred’s head resting against Harry’s shoulder and George laying with his head in Harry’s lap both curled up in a ball as close to Harry as possible.

After Fred had buried his head in Harry’s neck and breathed in his scent enough to calm down, he started to speak, “We’ve been shut down.”

“WHAT?!!!!” Harry exclaimed shocked.
“Yeah, the ministry has shut us down due to us having Death Eater affiances.” George said contributing to the conversation for the first time.

“They can’t do that. You two have done nothing wrong.” Harry insisted.

“Even so, they did it in public in broad daylight. No parent would want their kids anywhere near a shop that was rumoured to have Death Eater owners. That’s not the worst part either.”

“What could be worse?”

“HE was there. HE was overseeing the whole thing. There was a smug smirk on HIS face which told us that it was all him.” George said even quieter.

“I’m going to kill him.” Harry snarled. “He should have heeded my warning. With your permission, I would like to publish what he has done. He cannot get away with this!”

“Go ahead. We follow our mate whole heartedly now and forever.” They say together looking at him with love and devotion, relishing in the protection that was radiating off of him.

Looking at them he smiled, what more could he want than these two.

“Why don’t you two start a bath for the three of us and while you’re at that, I shall write a letter to Rita setting up an interview tomorrow.