I don't own Harry Potter blah blah blah... I own Lacey however. This story will get better. But pairing wise it's a little of HG/DM, nothing sexual. Mostly HG/RW, HP/GW, FW/LK (Lacey Kingston), DM/LK

Summary: Harry had been gone for four years. He'd hadn't told anyone about Voldemort returning. His best friend had been taken by Death Eaters. The love of his life had been bed ridden due to depression. And nobody trusts him. Now, he must save his friend in order to gain everyone's trust. Rated M for rape, cutting, war, and lemon.

It had been four years since he saw the Dark Lord return. And he had never told anyone. He just kept ahold of Cedric as if his life had depended on it. Even when asked by Dumbledore, Ron, Lacey, and Hermione. He said nothing. His thoughts went back to what happened that night at the graveyard, Cedric was killed by Wormtail, Voldemort was brought back to full form. When Voldemort had tortured him, something within him made lose the will to say anything to anyone. It was like the Crutiatus curse had made him lose all speech of that event. He denied everything when asked. And despite his better judgement he stayed away from his friends and Hogwarts. the places he felt safe, weren't so safe anymore. He had fallen off the face of the earth and let Voldemort have his reign.

He shook his head and brought his knees to his chest and looked at the tarnished home that was the Burrow. At least that is what it looked like. He was sure the Weasley's had put every measure of protection around it. As he was staring he suddenly heard movement from behind him. Turning his head he saw nothing. He looked back at the house and again he heard it. He pulled his wand out and stood up. He started to search the grounds when he heard someone speak.

"We haven't given up hope you know..." Said a girl. He turned around and stared at her. Surely he knew her. It wasn't a Weasley, but someone else he knew once. "Harry. You've no idea how happy it makes me to see you." she took a step closer to him. He immediately took one back. He didn't trust anyone anymore.

She looked hurt. "You don't remember me do you? Lacey? Lacey Kingston? I went to the Yule Ball with Draco Malfoy?"

He did remember, only he chose not too. "what are you doing here?" he asked nodding to the location behind her. "I live here. Along with the other Weasleys. Hermione would be here too if V- I shouldn't talk about this here. It's not safe to. C'mon, let's go inside." She held out a hand and he took it disearnestly.

She led him into the barriers where he felt the hum go through his body. The Burrow was still intact. All the windows and the Walls were still there. Not like it had looked before. When they got to the door Lacey stopped.

"Who's there?" asked a male voice.

"It is I, Lacey Kingston, married to Fred Weasley. Best friend to Ron and Ginny Weasley. My Patronus is a duck, and my favourite thing to eat is Chocolate Frogs and Cauldron Cakes." She had said cheerfully. "Oh, and I have who I think is Harry Potter."

The door opened and he saw Bill Weasley looking more handsome than ever. "Fred was beginning to wonder where you went. Told him you went for fresh air." He smiled and then looked at Harry. "Ron! Get the Veritaserum! We need it!"

"we only have one left, though!" Yelled a familiar voice. "I don't care get it!"

Angry steps came down the stairs as a red headed male looked out grumbling something. He stopped when he saw who he thought was Harry. He then looked even more pissed off. "You! You think you can just waltz right in here, and act like nothing ever happened! Because of you, Hermi-" "No. Not yet. We need to be sure." Bill had said cutting him off. Ron threw him the Veritaserum and Harry willingly opened his mouth. The liquid poured into his mouth and he soon felt like he could say anything.

"Who is this man?" Bill asked pointing to Ron.

"R-Ron Billius Weasley." Harry replied instantly.

"Who are you?"

"Harry James Potter."

"What form does you Patronus take?"

"A-a stag. It resembled my fathers..."

Lacey looked at Bill and nodded. "What happened before you came back with a dead Cedric Diggory?" She asked het voice turning cold.

"Voldemort. He killed him. Well technically, Wormtail did, but all the same Voldemort did. He-he came back-"

"We kinda figured that..." Ron said crossing his arms out of earshot to everyone.

"And all the Death Eaters were gathered. He tried to kill me."

"But why! Why didnt you tell anyone he came back!" Ron yelled. "Hermione! What about her! Doesn't she-"

"I was afraid! Nobody would believe me! If I said he was back no one would believe me! And so I ran!" Tears poured down Harry's face. He instantly felt a fist connect with his face. He heard a low growl, and a slight gasp. "You ran. How courageous of you! Do you have any idea what it has been like? Having all of us followed! My mum never leaves the house anymore. Ginny had to go to intense therapy for what you had done! Her wrists are mutilated because of you! Lacey hasn't seen her family in years! And Hermione! Hermione is gone! She was taken from us because of you! We haven't seen her in two years! You know what it's like not being with the woman you love?" Ron broke down in tears and Lacey rushed to him. She herself had tears rolling down her cheek. "It's been hard for all of us. We haven't left the Burrow much. Not even to go back to school. I still love Draco terribly. But after fourth year, we haven't talked much. Fred was there for me afterwards. We married not too long ago. We're happy, but things aren't really the same. My loyalties lie here, but my heart no so much. Ron is angry. I'm sure he didn't mean anything. Oh, Fred!" She stopped to look at her husband. His blue eyes smiled at her but they turned to his youngest brother and the happiness instantly stopped. Lacey nodded towards Harry and Fred nodded. He took Ron into the living room to give Lacey time with Harry.

"Ron wants to save her. We know where she's hidden, just not how to get her." She said softly. Her bright blue eyes looked to the floor.

"What Ron said, about Ginny. Is it true?" Harry asked feeling a knot in his throat and feeling his stomach was going to eat itself out. Lacey nodded and her golden hair fell over her face telling Harry that she felt guilty. It was Harry's fault she was like this. That everyone was like this. No one would forgive him. He didn't think even he could forgive himself.

Her screams filled the room, the blade tore through her skin even more. The black haired woman had cheered at the thought of causing her pain. This has been the sixteenth time today she had been tortured. Hermione fought back tears, she wouldn't give Bellatrix the satisfaction of having successfully breaking her.

After an hour or two the woman got tired and left Hermione there to bleed. When she knew the woman was out she started to cry. The tears flooded her eyes making it hard to see. She knew someone would save her. She just didn't know when. The door then clicked and she stopped crying.

"Crying won't get you anywhere you know?" A warm voice had said. She turned to see Draco Malfoy. He had been nice to her since she got here. She didn't know why. He couldn't visit her as many times as she hoped he would, but when he did he always brought food. She never really ate much when she was stuck here. Draco would always bring her food once every few days.

"I've been trying to contact her you know?" He said giving her the food he was supposed to eat himself. He didn't mind giving the girl he loved best friend food. Hermione nodded slowly going at the steak, savouring every bite. "I tried to send her owls you know. But I don't think she would talk to me." his voice saddened.

Hermione looked at him, "Maybe she does but she's just trying to get over you. I mean you and her, you are perfect for each other. Stubborn, talented, and needing..."

Draco laughed, "Needing?"

"You know, you need to be accepted, you need to feel loved, you need to be wanted. She, needs to be heard that she isn't like her parents, she needs to have friends, she needs to have a sense of security. You both need each other... It's something I found out ages ago. You both have Death Eater parents-" Hermione said but instantly cut off by him "Yeah, but my parents were voluntary, hers weren't remember?" Hermione nodded.

They both knew all too well about Lacey's parents. Death Eaters only by the Imperius curse. But, no one would believe them when they told people. Only people of the Order knew. They had been in Azkaban for thirteen years before they were let out. Hermione could remember Lacey being furious. Seeing as how she didn't know they were under the curse when it happened.

"They came back you know? Let out!" Lacey cried turning to the four Weasleys and Hermione. "Thirteen years they've been locked up in that place. For torture of Muggles, and they think that I'd be okay with that? They came into my grandparents house thinking I'd be happy to see them. I wasn't. Not one bit!" Fred had held out his arms and pulled her close to him. Nobody spoke for what seemed like forever.

Hermione looked at Draco, "She's okay you know? Lacey. She's strong."

"I've been thinking, if you're friends don't bust you out soon, I'll help you. But only on one condition." Draco's voice became hushed and rigid. Hermione looked him, "You help me win her back." Hermione nodded and he left. Leaving her to her thoughts.

Harry wanted to know more about Ginny. He had grown to love her. To want her. He always imagined her long flaming red hair, and her smile that he always adored.

There were hushed voices whenever he walked into a room. They were talking about him and he knew it. He didn't care though. He knew what he was.

"Harry," He heard Mrs. Weasley say, "Come to the kitchen dear." He went into the kitchen and was hugged by the Weasley mother. "Hungry I'm sure?" Harry nodded and sat down at the table. "We all missed you terribly dear. Searched for you we did. But how did you manage to stay hidden?" she had put some left over chicken out for him. He took it gingerly.

"Invisibility Cloak..." Harry said looking back towards the living room.

"You mustn't worry about all them dear. We're all just happy to see you alive. Even Ron."

"Mrs. Weasley?"

"Yes my dear?" She said smiling at him lovingly like she always did.

"I want to save Hermione. It's the least I can do." Harry said and Ron had over heard this.

"The least. Yeah. Sure. It's the fucking least you can do? We've all been worried sick about you Harry! We thought we knew you! We all had risked our lives to find you! We've all been to St. Mungo's at least once. Ginny..." Ron's voice cracked, "Ginny is still there... She loves you Harry. But all you've been doing was hurt her. That's why-" Ron never finished. Harry didn't think he could. Nor, did he want him too. Harry could tell the hurt in both Ron's and Mrs. Weasley's eyes. He wanted to make all of the pain he caused go away.

Lacey had walked in and she could literally feel the tension. "Molly, I am going to work. Could be a little late." Harry looked at her. "I work at the Ministry. Despite me being followed, I'm still a pure-blood and they can't stop me. They think I'm still living with my grandparents. They know who I'm married to, but they haven't threatened him yet. Well anyway, the Charms department can't live without me."

She Disapparated from the kitchen. And Ron looked at Harry, "If you really want to save her, we'll have to call a meeting for the Order..."

Harry nodded, regaining everyone's trust wasn't going to be easy.

So, that's where I decided to end it. I hope it's good and people like it. It's not my first fan fic ever. But, it's my first serious fan fic. The other ones have serious moments but none like this. But review and such. Thank you.