“Australia.” Harry saw as Dani closed her eyes tightly in agony, despair, and disbelief. This meant that she and Harry would no longer be partners. The Auror handed her a folder filled with papers. She took it reluctantly before heading back to stand by Harry.

“Because at one point, we were all innocently in love. Love is pure innocence even though it can turn into total danger.” She smiled at what she had just said.

“We have to do something, Fred. We can’t wait for this to resolve itself. We’re in the midst of another war. It most certainly will not resolve itself. We have to do something,” George said to his twin in an exasperated tone.

“Stop it!” Hermione said, sounding as though she was in excruciating pain.
“Leave her alone!” Ron fought.
“Having fun yet, Weasleys?” Malfoy sneered.
“Leave my brother alone,” George ordered, putting his hand on Malfoy’s shoulder and whipping him around the other way.

“What’s wrong with Dad?” Ron asked impatiently.

“I don’t know,” Fred said, still speaking angrily and fiercely.

“You should go see him,” Martina suggested, still rubbing her daughter’s back.

Ginny walked out of the room quickly, leaving Harry standing, dumbfounded, with their children.

The Death Eaters were wreaking havoc inside. There were broken windows, display cases strewn randomly across the shop, and merchandise broken on the floor and counters. Death Eaters were too busy destroying things to notice the group of eight Order of the Phoenix members that had just entered the dimly lit shop.

“Did it taste that terrible?” Martina said, visibly guilty for making him take the potion. He nodded, thinking that he’d get his food now. Instead, he received another vial. This didn’t look as bad as the first. It was a smooth blue shade. He took it, hoping greatly that it would taste better. There was no avail. This one tasted much worse. George felt as though his tongue was on fire. He winced.