It was a cold night as a tall red haired boy stood in a circle of the most
unlikely crowd ever but this. this was Ronald Weasly. Albus and Aberforth
Dumbledore stood opposite of him. To his left was the rest of his family.
Mr. and Mrs. Weasly stood beside Ginny Charlie Percy and Bill. The twins
were sitting on the ground with a worried look. To his right was a group of
wizards. In order from closest to him were, Remus Lupin, (hard-to-remember-
first-name-ed) Tonks, and a man called Shaklebolt. Actually, there was
another form stepping out of the darkness. This form was..
"Hello there Alastor" Albus said with a light hint of irritability in his voice. "Right so we need to decide what to do about Potter correct?" Hagrid who had followed stood behind him. "Where's Hermione?" Ron spoke up. "Haven't told her the plan, don't want her involved. However, something does have to be done. HE ALMOST MURDERED THE KID! THAT'S NOT LIKE HIM!" Professor Dumbledore raised a hand to silent the overly enraged and distraught boy. "First. I think the Weasly Brothers should go. They are close friends with Harry. Moreover, if he turns violent Charlie, Bill, Percy, Ron and Fred and George will be able to hand him easily together." For once Molly did not remain silent.
"I love Harry as if he were one of my own Albus but what if. he tries to kill my babies!?" Ron looked at her in disbelief. "YOU'RE TALKING AS IF HE'S A SERIAL KILLER! IT'S HARRY HERE WE ARE TALKING ABOUT NOT VOL-DEMORT!" He shuddered with his family at his own saying of the name. "Right then. off you go, as I have made arrangements with the Dursleys'. They will not be happy to have you on their doorstep but it must happen. I suggest you all go pack. I will see you in the morning." The Weasly brothers all turned a matching red. Ron finally said something.
"We are packed. we were going to go no matter what." Mrs. Weasly gave an angry huff. "Hold on, you're going nowhere without me!" A small form suddenly erupted from the darkness and straight towards Ron knocking him on his back. "Luna! Gosh, that hurt." Ron, who was now able to get up turned red when Luna planted a kiss on his cheek, and then his lips. He smiled lightly now and watched as she turned towards Professor Dumbledore. As usual, he only smiled mischievously and glanced at her through his half moon spectacles.
"Alright then I will come pick you all up in the morning." With a crack, the adult wizards began to apparate. As he told his parents he would come back on his, own. it was only Ron and Luna left. "I'll help you pack. I'm warning you though. it may get nasty." He said with a grimace. "Harry needs your help Ronald but I want to go too. I cannot let you go alone. I need to be with you Ronald." "Hold on you guys. Before you take of," Came Fudge's voice from somewhere beside the form of Professor Dumbledore," I authorize you to use any necessary magic." Ron turned to Luna. "Right then, let's get you packed." He took Luna's hand and the group all reached out to grasp this large tire. "One. Two, THREE!" Ron felt the sickening jerk behind his naval and saw the world spin.
As he regained his balance, he landed in his kitchen. "Right come on then floo powder. " He grabbed some and threw it into the fire. The emerald flames flared up and they stepped in. "Number seven hippogriff drive." The two disappeared leaving a large chatting group of wizards wondering. Ron appeared in her spacious kitchen and had not time to register it as he was dragged up stairs. through a door. through a door. through another door and finally into the room behind it.
"Hello there Alastor" Albus said with a light hint of irritability in his voice. "Right so we need to decide what to do about Potter correct?" Hagrid who had followed stood behind him. "Where's Hermione?" Ron spoke up. "Haven't told her the plan, don't want her involved. However, something does have to be done. HE ALMOST MURDERED THE KID! THAT'S NOT LIKE HIM!" Professor Dumbledore raised a hand to silent the overly enraged and distraught boy. "First. I think the Weasly Brothers should go. They are close friends with Harry. Moreover, if he turns violent Charlie, Bill, Percy, Ron and Fred and George will be able to hand him easily together." For once Molly did not remain silent.
"I love Harry as if he were one of my own Albus but what if. he tries to kill my babies!?" Ron looked at her in disbelief. "YOU'RE TALKING AS IF HE'S A SERIAL KILLER! IT'S HARRY HERE WE ARE TALKING ABOUT NOT VOL-DEMORT!" He shuddered with his family at his own saying of the name. "Right then. off you go, as I have made arrangements with the Dursleys'. They will not be happy to have you on their doorstep but it must happen. I suggest you all go pack. I will see you in the morning." The Weasly brothers all turned a matching red. Ron finally said something.
"We are packed. we were going to go no matter what." Mrs. Weasly gave an angry huff. "Hold on, you're going nowhere without me!" A small form suddenly erupted from the darkness and straight towards Ron knocking him on his back. "Luna! Gosh, that hurt." Ron, who was now able to get up turned red when Luna planted a kiss on his cheek, and then his lips. He smiled lightly now and watched as she turned towards Professor Dumbledore. As usual, he only smiled mischievously and glanced at her through his half moon spectacles.
"Alright then I will come pick you all up in the morning." With a crack, the adult wizards began to apparate. As he told his parents he would come back on his, own. it was only Ron and Luna left. "I'll help you pack. I'm warning you though. it may get nasty." He said with a grimace. "Harry needs your help Ronald but I want to go too. I cannot let you go alone. I need to be with you Ronald." "Hold on you guys. Before you take of," Came Fudge's voice from somewhere beside the form of Professor Dumbledore," I authorize you to use any necessary magic." Ron turned to Luna. "Right then, let's get you packed." He took Luna's hand and the group all reached out to grasp this large tire. "One. Two, THREE!" Ron felt the sickening jerk behind his naval and saw the world spin.
As he regained his balance, he landed in his kitchen. "Right come on then floo powder. " He grabbed some and threw it into the fire. The emerald flames flared up and they stepped in. "Number seven hippogriff drive." The two disappeared leaving a large chatting group of wizards wondering. Ron appeared in her spacious kitchen and had not time to register it as he was dragged up stairs. through a door. through a door. through another door and finally into the room behind it.