"NO! RON DON'T!" Harry pulled out his wand about to cast the one spell that could save Ron but it was too late. "AVADA KAVADA!" Harry watched helplessly as he best friend crumpled under the power of Voldemort. "You could have saved him Harry but now you musssssst watch as I kill every last one of your friendssssss jussst assss poor Ronald wassss. And when you asssk for mercy I'll kill you too." And with that the dark lord was gone.
That was five years ago. Hermione driven with grief left Hogwarts a year early, Mrs. Weasley went insane, and the Order of the Phoenix was disbanded. Harry George and Fred, however, are the last obstacle in Voldemort's way. Along with them are Neville no longer a bumbling wizard but a Class A healer specializing in herbs, Ginny the Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, and Hagrid who accepted his giant heritage and acts as an interpreter for the remaining tribes on the side of good. Together they form the Lifebringers.
Right now Harry is in search of the prophecy made on the eve of Ron's death…..
"It's got to be here somewhere." Harry said "I'm sorry sir but there is no prophecy concerning a Mister Weasley, Ron." The perturbed worker said, "If there were my retrieving spell might have brought it." "Then let me try." Harry said "ACCIO, PROPHECY!" Harry waited for a few minutes before finally giving up. "Look I know there's a prophecy and if I have to look for it myself I will!" and with that Harry stormed off into the confides of the Prophecy room.
"T….U….V…..W! Here we go." Harry walked into the aisle only to see a cloaked figure grab an orb from the shelf and run past him. "Hey! Stop!" Harry ran to catch up only to see the mysterious figure run pass the still disgruntle worker and up the stairs. "Err... I'll never catch them this way…." Pulling what appeared to be a fragment of a mirror Harry yelled. "IMAGEUS CONJUREUS!" Harry watched as the mirror slowly started to float in the air conjuring an image of the thief escaping through a trap door behind a picture of the late Professor McGonagall. "Fregida!" Harry yelled and watched as the figure came to a halt. Harry ran up the stairs and dashed to the portrait. "Now lets see who you really are!" Harry pulled back their hood only to gasp at the scowling face ofsomeone all to familiar"No way…."
Back at L.B. headquarters..."Man I hope this is the real deal and not some wild goose chase." Ginny said. "Don't you mean wild weasel chase?' George (or was it Fred? Ginny their own sis could never tell) "Well ya know Harry's heart is in the right place" Hagrid said. "I wish we could've known more to save Ron though." "Neville you know Ron's body was never found maybe there's a-" KA-BOOM "Well well it looks like the gang's all here." came the voice of the much loathed Malfoy as he stepped into the no longer secret base.
