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"The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming"
The silence was broken by an ear shattering scream from a girl next to Ginny; she was knocked off of her feet, as all of the other guests were stepping onto her. When Ginny got up, she started crying out "Harry?" in desperation she tried to find Harry in his disguise, but no luck. Her father had caught her by the waist, and said sternly "You stay safe Ginny, make sure that you're safe, you understand me?"
She gulped and nodded, as he aimed his wand at the ceiling and blue sparks flew up and hit the wall. He left her at the end of the room, what looked like Fred came up by her, and made her duck low. They both just missed a deep red sparks, "Come on Ginny, we're leaving"
"Dad told me to stay here"
"Come on Ginny, we are all meeting at Luna's where they already have protective charms up, go Ginny!" he bellowed, shoving his sister forward as she reluctantly left the burrow, and running in the dark night.
Accidentally slipping on pebbles under her feet, Ginny got up and noticed that her knee was scabbed up. Frightened and lost, Ginny started crying in her frustration. The night was too dark to tell where she was, and if she were to go back to the burrow, she wouldn't know if she would be coming back out of the burrow.
She couldn't give herself away, she knew that, but how was she going to find Luna's house without being able to see anything. There was a wall of water over Ginny's eyes, she couldn't see anything and fell to the ground. Ginny didn't have to see it, but she knew that her dress was completely filthy. Ginny started crying out in desperation "Anyone? Please!"
Nothing but the wind could be heard in Ginny's ears. Crying even harder at how lost she had become, Ginny decided that staying put would be best for right at that very minute.
"If only I could use magic, why do I have to be fifteen?" she mumbled into her dress.
Pure darkness had surrounded the poor red headed girl, shock and fear had come over her. It had gotten very cold in the bitter night; she might not last long in this horrible, oddly cold, August night. "What a great early birthday present" she mumbled, getting up. How could she know where to go, she couldn't remember what way she had come from? The lights from the burrow had dimmed out, and she stood, fearful for everything around her.
In her heart, she wanted to find where Harry, Ron, and Hermione had gone to, but she knew that she couldn't find them, not without a little magic. Then, she saw a big, red, spark fly up, north to where she was. Did she fallow the spark, or stay put, and wait for someone to find her? Her feet trembled and her lips quivered, the tears, still slowly coming down her cheeks.
Ginny also knew that red sparks were never a good thing, hardly any time a good spell was fired; red sparks would fly out the end of the wand. She stumbled forward, but fell down, and started to tumble down a hill. Tearing of her dress was all that she could hear, and she felt sharp things hit her face and arms.
When she stopped falling, she tried getting up, but it pained too much. How was she going to find the burrow now, it seemed nearly impossible to her now. Ginny cried even harder because she was lost, confused, and was missing everyone important to her.
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Arthur sent his patronus to the trio, as Mrs. Weasley stared at him "How can you say that we're all fine?! We were just searched for hours and I can't find my baby girl!"
"Oh, Molly, I didn't mean… I just didn't want them to worry about Ginny… You know those three, they would come back…"
"My babies are gone! Nothing is fine" Mrs. Weasley howled onto the shoulder of her husband
"Well, they weren't that much of a loss, were they, you've got enough of them to restock, like groceries" Aunt Muriel said, as Mrs. Weasley's reddening face turned to her.
"That is it!" Molly roared, never had Fred, George, or any of the on lookers seen Molly this angry, not even when Ron was young and almost successfully done an unbreakable vow.
Arthur now had to hold his wife back, but one of her arms got free and she started to scream, pointing a finger at her aunt "You-You barge in here, when clearly no one wants you here! Then you go and you try and find somewhere else to get drunk, but never, ever insult any of my children in my house!"
She looked taken aback, from her niece to everyone else, and Molly went on "You can go outside and get taken by death eaters, for all I care, like you said, you're one hundred and seven, it's not like you have many more years left!"
The old woman disapparated as Fred came up from behind his mother and said "Thank you mum, you just did what so many people have wanted to do for years"
It started slow but then turned into a thunderous applause that came from the guests that were still in the burrow
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Ginny's crying was all that the girl could hear, the wind was too strong on that night. Then, it all got quiet… chills went down her spine as she slowly turned to look behind her. A glowing light was showing, but all Ginny could hear was a muttering, it was faint so she couldn't tell who it was. Just barely breathing, she crouched down into the ditch, making sure that who ever it was, they wouldn't be able to see her.
The light turned up, and showed Bellatrix Lestrange's ugly face, sneering into the dark night. "Blood was spilled on this night, as bitty Potter runs and hides, but who will pick up the pieces?"
Ginny made a slight fidget, and the wand was pointed into Ginny's direction. Not daring to even breathe, she stayed still for nearly a minute, then it became dark again, as she heard footsteps leaving where they had been before.
Able to breathe again, she sighed and thought to herself, that she was lucky that she didn't die, right then and there. She heard more footsteps coming from another direction, and she went into her silent mode. This time, she heard her name being whispered, by a surprising person…
"Tonks?" she asked, getting up
"Oh Ginny!" she grabbed a hold of her with one arm, then wrapped the other around her. "We've been worried sick about you, why are you down here?"
"I'll explain later, is everyone okay?"
"As far as I know of, but I've been searching for you since your dad told me to keep an eye on you, thank god I did, otherwise people would have thought that you were kidnapped" Tonks couldn't be seen, but Ginny heard it in her tone, she was worried.
Her arm around Ginny's back guided them both back into the burrow, which Ginny was showered with Mrs. Weasley hugs before she could get a good look at her daughter "Ouch, Mum, that hurts"
Now in the light, Ginny looked like a complete wreck, her hair was messed up, and not put up neatly, like it had been this morning. Her dress was mostly torn at the bottom, and she had bruises on her face, arms, and legs. Her arms were also bleeding, with some scratches on her face.
"Dear, what happened to you?"
Somebody ripped Molly off of her daughter, and had their wand on Ginny's cheek, making her unable to breathe, out of fear. "What are you doing?!" Molly demanded, but the figure just stared at Ginny.
"What did you see when the dementor came into the compartment in your second year?" Lupin asked, not taking his eyes off of Ginny
"Uh, um, Tom Riddle coming out of the diary again" Ginny recalled, as Lupin put his wand back into his pocket.
Ginny wasn't listening to her mother, getting angry at Lupin and found Fred, "How come you told me to go to Luna's?"
His face was nothing less than pure confused look, "I never told you to go to Luna's, Gin, she's right there" He pointed over to a girl sitting in a chair, in the corner of the living room, waving to her.
"B-But…"
"Now dear, you must be thinking things…"
"No, I'm not, I saw Bellatrix Lestrange and everything, it was right before Tonks came and found me…"
"Bellatrix?" Mr. Weasley repeated to himself, befuddled
"She was saying something about blood being spilled and she kept on muttering to herself about stuff that I couldn't hear…"
"A pretty far fetched tale you're telling girl-" An old order person said to her, but she just stared at them, and interrupted
"I'm not lying!" Mrs. Weasley put a comforting arm around her daughter and led her into the kitchen. "Shhh… dear, I need to get those scratches taken care of… sit still dear."
"Where are Ron, Harry, and Hermione?" Ginny asked immediately, as Mrs. Weasley shook her head
"Ginny, don't go on about them. You've heard Harry, Dumbledore only wanted those three…"
"I don't care! They could have kept me out of it, they could have put a silencing charm on my ears, I don't care, at least I would know that they were safe instead of wondering here, not being able to do anything!"
"Dear, you're going to have to calm down, this will all be taken care of"
"How can you sit there, not worrying about what's happening, it's not like they knew that this was going to happen now, so they're probably unprepared!"
Mrs. Weasley's voice was still calm "Dear, I am worried, about all of their safety, but there is no reason to worry about something that may or may not happen"
"But-"
"I've heard enough from you Ginerva, what were you thinking about going into the dark like that?" her voice may have seemed calm, but Mrs. Weasley's face showed otherwise, worried had swept over it.
"I told you, Fred told me to"
"He wouldn't have done that dear, the Lovegoods were clearly still here"
"Then he got charmed or something!"
"Maybe you do need sleep, this has been a tiring day, Ginny, go upstairs, Luna, Gabrielle, and Fleur will be sharing a room with you, no one else will be going home tonight I'm afraid… But we'll manage… some how" Mrs. Weasley rushed her daughter upstairs, and sent her straight to bed.
How could Ginny sleep, when the unknown haunted her mind? Her brother, best friend, and her Harry were out there, in the world, all alone… Well they had each other, but where would they go? Were they safe where they were, and when would this all be over?
