Okay, I just want to say this is my first fanfic so please don't be to mean T.T.
I randomly change point of views so when I do you'll see something like (H) at the begining of the paragraph.
These are all of my point of views and what they mean: (H) Harry Potter, (L) Lydia, (F) Fred. I'm pretty sure that's all the p.o.v's I'll be using but if I add one more, I'll let you know, by the way this does not follow any specific order I just gave it my own time line. This - shows a passage of time. :D Enjoy!
(H) "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, boys!" Mr. Weasley smiled giving our shoulders a pat. I looked over at Ron who was looking around not quite sure how to take things in, I had almost forgotten that Ron had never been here. Mr. Weasley walked us over to the elevator, as we got in a man rushed in panting out of breath.
"Arthur! I've been looking all over for you!" The man said in a hurry.
"Oh? What for?" Mr. Weasley seemed very unsuprised.
"They've started a meeting and they need you there right away. The vampires are getting restless and they want to discuss something about... Well, you know..." The man muttered the last part calming himself down.
"Hmmm...," Mr. Weasley's expression changed to a worried and upset look, "boys, it seems that I have to go to a meeting and I'd rather not leave you two in my office... Would you like to come along?"
"Yeah!" Ron and I answered somewhat excitedly.
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Mr. Weasley led us down a very dark hallway with one door. There were two girls standing infront of the door, they looked like they'd been having an argument. Mr. Weasley stopped a few inches away from them as if they were infected with something that couldn't reach outside a few inches radius. One of the girls looked up at us, she looked like she'd be about to Fred's nose if he were here, she had long brown hair that faded to black at the end with a flip on the right, deep dark blue eyes that somehow seemed overwhelming, she was even paler than Ron when he saw a spider, she had a lip piercing on the bottom right. She grined rather devilishly at us, "Well, hello Arthur.".