Saving The World
Part: 2
And it begins
The next day the entire DA was again sitting around the dinning room table. Tonks had a map out in the middle of the table, showing everyone where Voldermont was hid and the easiest accesses points to it. "Do you know if he'll have death eaters there?" asked Neville.
Tonks nodded, "Yes, but we can't be sure of how many." she responded as she leaned back in her chair. Neville nodded before he again began to study the map silently.
Hermione carefully studied Tonks face; something was there, something she wasn't telling. Slowly she let her gaze slide over Lupin and Moody, Lupin did seem different and Moody, well she could never quiet tell what he was up to. "What aren't you guys telling us?" she asked, making everyone's heads snap up.
Harry reached over, placing a gentle hand on Hermione's shoulder, "What is it Hermione?" he asked softly.
Looking at him, she pointed to Lupin, Tonks and Moody, ""Them, their the ones that discovered where he was hiding and there's something they aren't telling us." she explained. When everyone's eyes went wide she thought about her words. "Not that I'm calling them traitors, just that they know some piece of information that they aren't telling us and I refuse to go into this, or let any of you, unless they revile every detail." She re-explained and she steadily started toward Lupin, Tonks and Moody.
Harry looked at Hermione for only a moment more before he turned his attention to the three, "Well? Is there something you aren't telling us?" he asked, his voice and attitude coming across with an athourative tone.
Lupin and Moody both instantly looked to Tonks. With a slump of her shoulders she sat forward in her chair, "Well, we're not quiet for sure," she paused and looked to Lupin and Moody before she fixed her gaze back on Harry and Hermione "but, we think there may be tunnels' under the house and surrounding area." she finished, placing both hands, palm down on the table in front of her.
Harry nodded, "And if there are, how many death eaters do you think could be hiding down in them?" he asked slowly as he thought this over.
Moody leaned over, "We don't rightly know, it all depends on the size and if there even there in the first place." he dead panned.
Harry nodded once more, but didn't say anything as he looked to Hermione. When their eyes met it was like she instantly knew what he was thinking. There was a very real chance one of them may be dead at the end of this, if not both. "But he can't have many followers left now." Neville's voice broke the silence. When everyone looked at him he looked a bit nervose. "I mean, we've taken out so many already." he tried to further explain his point of view.
Luna reached across the table and patted his hand gently, "We understand perfectly well Neville." she assured him softly.
Harry stood, gaining everyone's attention. "We all know that there's really no telling what circumstances' we will be going into when we make our way to the final battle." he began, with a pause he glanced down to Hermione and took her hand for reassurance. "That's why I tell you this is your choice, you can go or stay, no one will think any different of you if you decided that you'd rather not die. I know if I had a choice I'd stay, but I don't." he paused again as he scanned the faces before him, they each had found their ways into a special place in his hart and no matter what they chose, he knew that he would never look down on any of them. "So now, on the eve of battle, I will ask, who stands with me ready to fight and destroy this evil?"
Hermione was the first to stand, nearly knocking over her chair in her hast. Then one by one everyone else stood as well, not one seat stayed filled. Tonks grinned as she looked at the faces around her, "Well, Harry. Looks like your wish of going in alone won't be happening any time soon." she joked.
