The war reached its ten-year anniversary today. I remembered because it began on the day Voldemort reached his full power and claimed his first member victim Charlie. I'd been through so much now that I didn't fear saying his name anymore . . . no one did. You had no time for fear these days. I got up from my bed and walked slowly downstairs. As usual Harry was the first one up. These past few months he'd been sleeping and eating less and less. They were getting closer, and Grimmauld place was becoming less safe by the day.

"I heard something . . . it sounded like someone coming inside and walking around the house" he told me softly

"You've been up all night?" I asked going over and touching his shoulder. He jumped. We all did nowadays "Sorry"

"No . . . " he said trailing off "We . . . we'll have to leave this place soon"

I knew this already. Spies were everywhere, and we could trust no one. We'd already been betrayed twice before, once by Seamus Finnegan and the other time by Dean Thomas. We'd always suspected that they'd be the weak ones, and luckily we had prepared for it. When they came back begging for forgiveness, Harry had me erase their memories and sent off to St Mungo's. It's a surprise to me that none of us had ended up there yet. Considering we'd all seen so much and lost our fair share of members Bill, Charlie, My dad, Hagrid, . . . and Sirius. Even ten years later Sirius's death was still hard for Harry . . . for all of us. On more than one occasion he'd broken down apologizing to all of us for "causing" all of this mess in our lives. Even though we never blamed him . . . We all knew what we'd gotten ourselves into when we joined The Order. We could've left a long time ago, but now it was no longer an option. It was simply too dangerous.

"Baby" Hermione's soft voice called from the stairs. We both turned around and watched as she made her way over. At 25 she'd only, despite everything, had grown more beautiful. She embraced me tightly then went over to Harry.

"There you are you never came back to bed"

"I heard something"

She ran her finger along her his jaw line "You always hear something. You have to calm down"

She embraced him then. The only time Harry ever relaxed was when he was with her. For only a minute he settled down into her warm embrace, but with a loud crash he was up, Hermione was behind him and his wand was out. It was always like him to put others safety, (especially mines or Hermione's) before his own. I took out my wand (which I kept at my side all the time) and was by his side in seconds.

"Stay with Hermione if anything get her"

"Relax Potter" Draco told us coming from downstairs

We lowered our wands, Draco had joined The Order as soon as he'd gotten away from his father. He convinced us that he wasn't a death eater, just because his father was one. He showed his loyalty to us, in a battle against Voldemort's death eaters, which included several of his former best friend's Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle and Pansy Parkinson. From then on we hadn't had any problems with him.

"Fuck Malfoy you can't go around doing shit like that" he snapped running a pale hand through his hair

"I just fell down like four stairs relax. It's not like I meant to"

"Well if you would watch where you"

Hermione took his face into her soft hands. "He had an accident Harry, and you've got to calm down . . . come upstairs. You haven't slept all night"

"I'm fine"

"I've got something to tell you anyway, so I don't care how fine you are you're coming upstairs with me" She took his hand and pulled him upstairs with her.

"He's wound way too tight . . . he's gonna snap"

We made our way to the kitchen, his arm draped around my waist. "He's not going to snap per say" I said pouring our coffee "Just . . . burn out"

We sat at the table and watched as the sun began to fill the house. Harry had been pushing it overtime. I kept asking myself could he snap?

The house quickly came alive. With Mum, Ginny and Mrs. Granger (Harry insisted Hermione's mother be brought here for "safe keeping" after her father was killed, their house was burned down), coming downstairs and making breakfast like they always did. Everyone in The Order stayed in the house, it was a big house and everyone was allowed their own space (even though there was still some drama but what house would be complete without it?). We'd decided on everyone's staying here at headquarters after, Order members homes were being vandalized, burned down and people from their family were being killed to get to anyone in The Order so Voldemort could get to Harry. We were the only thing keeping Voldemort from him . . . or him from Voldemort.

"Where's Harry?" Mum asked

"Upstairs with Hermione" I informed trying to keep my food safe from Fred and George.

"Oh well best not disturb them" Mrs Granger said

Just as she said that Hermione came downstairs "Morning" she yawned sitting beside me

"Good morning dear do you want some breakfast?" Mum asked filing her plate before she'd answered

"Oh no Molly I'm not hungry, my stomachs been upset lately"

I could see Fred and George ogling her food. Still, at 27, they held that playfulness.

"Well at least have some toast, I'll make you some tea dear"

Hermione gave a smile and nibbled at her toast.

"Here you are dear" Mum said minutes later and then sitting down herself. "I can't believe it's been ten years already"

"Yeah" everyone responded at almost the same time.

I didn't think anyone else but me was counting. Our group was silent for a while before Hermione asked.

"I just wanted to ask everyone to kinda keep it down for a little bit, so Harry can sleep he's been up all night. He keeps telling me he heard something down here"

Everyone murmured their affirmatives and prepared to head downstairs so we could start our meeting . . . without Harry.

"Oh take the food" Hermione said pushing her plate toward the twins who threatened each other with forks before dividing the food equally. I stared at them, disgust in my eye's, their eating habits were horrendous. Obviously Hermione thought so too because I saw her hold her stomach and hurry out of the kitchen into the bathroom.

"I knew it'd be a matter of time before your disgusting eating would cause someone to throw up" I said getting up and starting the dishes before Mum could.

The day dragged on slowly. It tended to when you spent 22 hours inside of a house. I didn't see Harry until late that night, when I'd thought I'd heard something myself down in the living room. He was pacing around, with what was no doubt a glass of Firewhiskey in hand.

"Harry?"

He turned to me wand out then he lowered it. ""Ron?"

"What are you doing down here again?" I asked concerned at the state he was in.

He sat down "I've just got a lot on my mind."

"Like?"

He finished off what was in the glass and took a deep breath. "Promise you won't tell anyone yet"

"All right"

"Hermione told me . . . she's pregnant" he admitted

"Are you serious?" I asked

He nodded "Would I lie about something like this?"

"How does she know?

"The test. She had Tonks go and get her one when she went out for groceries" he explained

I didn't know exactly what to do then. Hermione pregnant? In this place? Now? Truth be told this, though great, couldn't have happened at a worse time. When I finally found my voice again the first thing that spilled out was

"Congratulations man I mean . . . yeah"

"Thanks"

There was a long awkward silence then. I could see Harry formulating a plan in his head. It turned out I was right, because he then got up, put on some shoes (he never wore shoes inside), grabbed his coat and headed to the door. I quickly went after him.

"Harry what are you doing?!" I asked as he grabbed the doorknob. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Out. I have to sort some things out, If im gonna have a kid Voldemort will not have a chance to have history repeat itself . . . I'll be back later"

"No!" I snapped "If anything let me come with you Harry you know there are people looking for you!"

"No! If something happens while I'm not here you have to get Hermione and Mum out I'll be back in a couple of hours . . . before anyone wakes up . . . I promise"

I noted that he hesitated on the promise.

"Harry It. Is. Not. Safe."

"Listen Ron. Just . . . just get them out if I don't come back"

And with that he pulled away and apparated into thin air.