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Harry sat at the kitchen table of Grimmauld place. He stared blankly ahead of him, in his hand there was a knife which he was stabbing into the table before removing it and repeating the process.
Although blank his face occasionally displayed the grief which was tearing his soul in two.
Hermione and Ron were stood in the door to the basement kitchen, they had watched this scene for the past two months every morning he would rise and walk down to his spot at the table, only picking at his food and paying vague attention to the world around him. He was broken and no one knew hoe to fix him.
Hermione tugged lightly on Ron's arm a silent signal for him to follow her. They moved to the modest drawing room at the front of the house. Ron passed her slowly entering the room and sitting at one of the chairs. Hermione closed the door and moved to sit opposite him placing her hands in her lap before slowly but audibly exhaling.
"I'm going to save you the trouble of asking Mione." Ron had a loving but regretful tone to his voice. "I don't know hot to get to him he's …well unreachable."
Ron looked into his girlfriends eyes in search of some sort of comfort and he found it in her round eyes glistening in the room's soft light and as she smiled they softened and moved Ron so that the tear which had been welling in his eyes spilled out and flowed down over his cheeks.
Hermione slipped across the small space between then and sat next to him causing him to rest his head on her shoulder letting the tears flowed freely down his cheeks and onto her shoulder. Hermione held him making small circular movements on his back with her hand.
Slowly the sobbing stop until he was sniffing making the odd hiccuping noise between words.
"I ca…c…can't ….lose him…Mione" he paused for breath "After Gin…Gi." He swallowed unable to admit the loss of his sister out loud.
"I know, I know Ron" Hermione spoke in a soothing melodic tone.
There peace however was short lived as a rather flustered McGonagall swiftly opened the door disturbing them. She initially faltered confused by the scene of the grown man crying. She quickly composed herself.
"Emergency meeting in the kitchen." Although sharp McGonagall had a warmth to her voice.
Ron stood quickly straitening himself up before using a spell which prevented others from seeing that he had been crying. The three people exited the room and were caught in a small tidal wave of bodies that was heading towards Harry and the kitchen.
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Hermione and Ron settled down on either side of Harry waiting for Mad eye Moody to brief them on why they had been called.
" Now I'm sure some of you know why we are all here but for those of you who don't ," He passed several copies of the same file down the table. While his fake eye continually zoomed round in his head. Ron opened one.
"This is Amilie Bates daughter of Andrew and Elizabeth Bates and sister to Robert Bates, now we know that all the Bates' mentioned are order sympathises' including Amilie and that Robert was working on some kind of resistance in the south west of the country. However we received evidence yesterday from their house elf from the family home that the ministry arrived at around 9:00 last night to apprehend all 4 members of the family for questioning, however in the struggle both Mr and Mrs Bates were killed, while Amilie and Robert are now being held in Ministry cells for currently undisclosed crimes." Moody paused before lowering the tone and adopting a grave expression.
" I am sure that I do not need to emphasis to you how vital it is that we rescue both Miss and master bailey as soon as possible."
Harry who was only paying vague attention to Moody found that his attention was suddenly caught by the pictures in the file that Ron had in front of him. There was one A4 page covered in a collection of photo's they were all quite small but one could still pick out the same pretty, grinning girl in all of them.
Harry teased the page towards him to take a closer look. It was then that he realised who the girl was, the centre photo showed her in Gryffindor quidditch robes, her animated face giggling as Fred and George Weasly raised Her onto there shoulders raising the quidditch cup above her head, everyone around her was cheering including Harry who's smile was stretching from ear to ear.
Harry had not realised that the rest of the room was watching him intently for the first time in 2 months a small smile had graced his lips as he slipped into the memory of winning the Quidditch house cup in his final year.
Harry slipped away for a minute or two as he was brought back into the room by the sound of his name and Ron clicking his fingers.
"Oh sorry," Harry mumbled coming back to reality. "So erm whats the plan"
Everyone looked at him in shock unsure to why the he had, had such a sudden change in persona and what could have made him forget the death of the person whom many had considered his soul mate.