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Along the way to the Great Hall, I was introduced to James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. James and Sirius were obviously the leaders of this small group. People, girls especially, giggled and called out greetings to the two handsome, enigmatic young men. I could see why they were popular, as I listened to their bantering. Remus was frail and shy, but commanded an air of authority all the same. As Lily had told me, he kept the other boys in check, his stern glances and sharp comments seeming to be the only thing that James and Sirius listened to. Although not as handsome as his two best friends, he was quite a good looking boy with blond hair and gray eyes, and seemed to attract just as much attention as the other two walking down the hallway. Peter Pettigrew, on the other hand, confused me. I had no idea why these popular, charismatic boys would hang out with him.
"Peter, run ahead and save us some spots at the table," James told him offhandedly. Oh yes, that would be why, I thought wryly as the pudgy boy squeaked excitedly and almost tripped over his own feet running to the Great Hall. James and Sirius snickered, and Remus shook his head.
"Really now, you two. He isn't a house elf," he scolded. The other two hung their heads and pretended to sniff back tears, but I did see they looked a little ashamed when they saw the glare that Remus fixed them with.
"Aw Mooney, he likes it. Makes him feel like he's doing something important," Sirius whined. Remus shook his head again, but didn't respond. When we got to the table, James grabbed the last scone and gave it to Peter, who looked at it longingly. Sirius and James looked at Remus, and a small smile told them that they were forgiven. The boys finally relaxed knowing that they were back on Remus' good side. I saw Lily sitting near the end of the table with the pretty girl from their Potions class and some other girls and she gave me a wide grin and made her way over to me.
"I see the Marauders have recruited you to their fan club," she teased. James perked up considerately and gave her a wide grin.
"You can join, too Evans, if you give me something in return." James winked at Lily, who made a face like she had swallowed a Snitch. Peter and Remus pretended to be immersed in homework, and Sirius shook his head warningly. Without a word, she pointed her wand at James and shouted an incantation. Only a few seconds later, James sprouted donkey ears. The kid was mortified, and I almost felt sorry for him.
"Nice. Did you make it up yourself?" Lily grinned and nodded at me. After Remus begged her for five minutes she reluctantly got rid of the donkey ears. James looked only slightly relieved. "Do you want to come sit with me?" Lily asked. I shook my head.
"Nah. Lunch is almost over and I'm nearly done with my food. In fact, I should probably go find Al- er, I mean, Professor Dumbledore, so I can continue with the rest of my tour." I got up and started walking away, but Sirius grabbed my arm.
"Wait! I'll walk you." I started to protest, but a loud bang sounded from outside the Great Hall. Almost instantaneously, all heads turned in Sirius' direction. "Actually, I've just remembered. I have lots of homework and studying to catch up on. But maybe I'll see you around." With that, he and James both exchanged a glance and ran out the doors.
"Another one of their pranks. Don't worry. I'll help you find the professor," said a quiet voice at my side. I turned to meet the stormy gray eyes of Remus Lupin. I smiled. There didn't seem to be any harm in letting him help me. Besides, I really did need to find Albus so we could figure out what I needed to do about this Order of the Phoenix situation and get back to my hotel room. I agreed and we wandered out of the Great Hall. Green smoke filled the air and there wa s a gurgling noise coming from one of the corridors. Remus calmly took me through another entrance and up a staircase, where we almost had to battle a suit of armor that Peeves had possessed, thinking it funny to try to behead us with the battle axe. We stopped at a window near the Transfiguration room, laughing quietly and trying to catch our breath.
"Are you all right?" I grinned at him and pushed my dark hair out of my face. "Yes. I'm fine. Although Peeves didn't have that much creativity in my time." The look of pure shock on Remus' face registered with me, and before I could explain, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Albus was there, waiting patiently.
"Ana, I'm afraid you must come with me. " Remus looked from me, to Albus, and back again, trying to figure out what was going on, and why he had called me Ana. I said a quick good bye to the poor boy, and swiftly exited the corridor with Albus.
"We cannot afford to make mistakes like that," he finally said after a few moments of silence. I nodded quickly. "Fidangle." The stone gargoyles sprung aside and we climbed the staircase into his office. Professor Dippet nodded enthusiastically at me and continued his game of wizarding chess with an old wizard with bushy gray eyebrows. Professor Nigellus gave me a dirty look. I obviously wasn't forgiven for making that crack about the Black family. Finally, I turned to face Albus. His blue eyes met my own.
"Well, what do we do now?"
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Alana,
Thank you for your wonderful gift. James and I were so pleased that you could make it to the ceremony! You looked absolutely stunning in the gown that I so lovingly picked out for you when we were shopping together. Of course, we were rather disappointed that you could not stay for the wedding reception, but I know that you wouldn't have missed it unless you absolutely had to (And let me tell you, you had better have a very good reason for missing it!). Padfoot especially was quite crestfallen when he realized he had to dance with one of the other bridesmaids. Please Alana, give him a chance. He is a very sweet man, and you must admit he has matured so much! Well, that is enough pleading on his behalf. I miss you and we will make plans for you to visit the new house when James and I get back form the honeymoon. As we here in France say, au revoir!
Love love love your best friend,
Lils
I sighed and set the letter from Lily down on my mahogany end table, in front of the photo of Lily and I from the wedding. For years now Lily had been begging me to give Sirius a chance. She was right, he had changed so much from an obnoxious teenager into a handsome, mature young man. I laughed and shook my head. After being woken up at 3:oo in the morning by an irate owl pecking at me for change, I had given up sleep.
I wandered into my kitchen and opened the pantry to see a bag of crisps. A search through my fridge provided me with onion dip or dill dip. After pondering my choices, I decided that they both tasted the same, and put the onion away. I sat at my island and looked around. My kitchen was by far my favorite room of the tiny cottage that I lived in, only a couple of blocks over from where Lily and James would soon be settling in. The kitchen was the largest room. It had yellow carpeting, something I thought made it more homey and James said made him nauseous, and white paint on the walls, although it was not boring, thanks to the small paintings and such I had displayed. The counter tops were turquoise marble tops, as did the top of the tiny island in the middle of the kitchen, where my sink was located. I did not have a dishwasher, but it was fine with me as I lived alone. I settled down with an old holiday crossword I had never finished.
After only an hour had passed, I got another owl. It was from Albus, telling me that he would be coming around at about noon, and that there was a matter of utmost urgency that he needed to discuss with me. I paid the owl, who was trying to sneak a few crisps, and scrawled a note telling Albus that I would be here. It left and I settled back down at my crossword. Not even ten minutes later, I heard a tap at the window. A large black and brown owl was perched on my ledge. I let it in and immediately had to disentangle it from the chandelier it had flown into. It let out an indignant hoot and held out it's leg for me. I took the parchment tied to its leg and began to read.
Alana,
I'm coming by round noon. Dumbledore told us to meet at your house. See you very soon.
Sirius
I was puzzled, wondering what Albus could have to say to both Sirius and I. I was answered by another impatient peck at the window. I let the owl in, a small reddish one that I recognized as Remus'.
Alana,
Dumbledore has told me to meet at your house at noon. Do you happen to know what on earth is going on?
Remus
Both owls were now positively mauling my crisps, and I stood in my kitchen absolutely bewildered. What was happening that could be so urgent? There was a loud screech an another owl, a snowy white one, flew into my kitchen. "What is with all of these damn birds?" I yelled to my empty kitchen. I read the note that Lily's owl had brought me.
I know you're awake. James and I are coming by Floo. We should be there in twenty minutes.
For the next five minutes I stood in the kitchen being pecked to death by all three birds who were demanding a letter in return. I retaliated by taking a rolled up issue of The Daily Prophet and chasing the birds around the kitchen with it. That was the scene that Lily and James walked in on. The snowy bird flew over to Lily and settled on her shoulder, eyeing me suspiciously. "And you wonder why I hate bloody owls so much," I grumbled. The other two had settled down and were munching happily at the crisps on my table. The happy couple was still laughing hysterically at my expense. Finally, Lily wiped the tears from her eyes and caught her breath.
"How about we go into the living room?" she suggested. I scowled, but gave both her and James a big hug and led them into the next room. I waved my wand when we entered, and the pull out couch that served as my bed immediately folded itself back up. The pillows and blankets flew into a mahogany chest near my small television set, and the coffee table moved itself back into the center of the room.
"God it's even tinier than I remembered," Lily laughed. I grinned at her. She had moved in with me temporarily before she and James got married. It would have been disastrous if it had been anyone other than Lily, but as we were so close, it was mostly one long sleepover for us. Shortly after we sat down, there was a knock at the door. The three of us cast a puzzled look at the door, and I got up to answer it. Standing on my doorstep was Remus and Sirius. Both men smiled at me.
"Hullo Ana," Remus greeted me. I smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"Morning Remus. James and Lily are in the living room. I'll be in in a moment." He took off his jacket and hung it up on the hook. Sirius blinked blearily at me, and I realized he must have only rolled out of bed a little earlier. He had on gray sweatpants, a pair of black slippers, and a black t-shirt. His black hair made James' hair look tidy. I laughed and kissed him on the cheek too.
"You didn't have to come here at 6:00 in the morning." He grinned and brightened slightly.
"Well everyone else was doing it. 'Sides, I couldn't get back to sleep. I've been up for an hour." I let him in and closed the door, and we both went back to the living room.
"So how's the new place working out? When can I come see it?" I asked. He put a hand behind his bed and grinned.
"It's open anytime. 516 Brewster Lane," he said. I nodded and conjured up some tea and biscuits. Both Lily and I liked our tea with milk and honey, so I conjured up some of that too. James turned to Remus.
"And what about you? Have you found a place yet?" Remus' eyes flashed a dangerous golden color and James blinked at him, looking slightly sheepish. I studied Remus. He looked older than his seventeen years. His blond hair was already starting to gray, and his face was gaunt and worn. Lily leaned over a put a hand on his arm.
"Remus. If you are having trouble finding a place, you always know you can stay with one of us." James, Sirius and I all nodded. He sighed and put down his teacup. I automatically waved my wand. A coaster flew under the tea cup. James stared at me with wide hazel eyes.
"You remind me of my grandmother when you do stuff like that," he said, shaking his head in a slightly wierded-out manner. I'm old enough to be your grandmother, that's for sure, I thought, trying not to laugh. Remus stared down at his lap, and finally spoke.
"You are all my friends. And I know that initially you would be glad to have me. But after awhile, it would take it's toll on you. Let us not forget, I am a werewolf. I can't get a job. I can't get decent housing. And do you really want to have that sort of responsibility? James and Lily, you are newlyweds, I can't put you in that position. You are just starting your lives together. Sirius, your house is not protected to accommodate a full- grown werewolf. And Alana, your house is barely big enough for you, much less a grown man and a werewolf. I can't take up your offer." We sat quietly, thinking about no matter how much it hurt, he was right. "Besides, I think I might have found a job. Mr. Pendleton, the Muggle shop keeper a few blocks from here, is looking for assistants. He offered me a job. And there's a decent flat over in the next town."
"But why would you have to go to the next town when you could just stay here with us, in Godrics Hollow?" Sirius asked. I silently cursed Remus for being so damn proud. Remus gave him a warning look and Sirius fell silent. All I could hear was the ticking of the clock on the opposite wall. Everyone was thinking about Remus. We all worried about him, and rightly too. Lily tossed her flaming red hair over her shoulder and leaned across the table towards me.
"Saw that greasy git, Snivellus, today in Diagon Alley. Little bugger looked so out of place I thought he'd gotten lost," Sirius said, adding more sugar to his tea and shoving a full biscuit in his mouth. Lily, Remus, and I frowned, at him calling Severus 'Snivellus', and because crumbs of biscuit fell out of his mouth when he spoke.
Lily sighed. "I wish you guys would stop calling him that. He was my best friend at some point in time, in case you've forgotten." James scowled and settled back into the couch, wrapping his arms around Lily.
"You know, you guys weren't the most pleasant lot when you were in school, either," I pointed out to James and Sirius. They both looked at me in surprise.
"Yeah, but he was worse," James argued
Sirius nodded his head enthusiastically. "Yeah. Nasty toad always following us around and trying to find out where Moony went every time he was absent from classes." I began to point out that they were the ones that had always been following Severus around trying to hex him at every shot they could get. Then I decided to was only 8:00 in the morning and wouldn't do to get everyone all riled up, so I kept quiet. Lily, I could tell, was thinking the same thing, and kept her mouth shut. I clapped my hands happily and lifted myself off from the floor in front of the fireplace where I had been sitting.
"All right. Well, I'm going to make breakfast. Who wants to help?" James and Sirius both grimaced at the thought of cooking, but Lily and Remus smiled and followed me to the kitchen. Once there, I flicked my wand at the stove and all three knobs turned on to medium. "Right. So I'll handle pancakes. Lily, you can take coffee cake. And Remus, you can come over here and be in charge of bacon and eggs." We set to work at once, Lily looked into the cookbook and flicked her wand in every direction. Remus and I had to duck repeatedly from being hit in the head with flying mixing bowls and I nearly had my eye stabbed right out by a random kitchen knife. I flicked my wand, and all of the supplies landed neatly on the counter in front of me. Lily sighed wistfully.
"I was one of the best witches in my class, and I still can't do simple housework with a wand without putting other people's lives in danger," she whined, as I rubbed at the eye that had come close to not even being there anymore. "I'll never be a good housewife. What is James going to do when he finds out that I can't even make breakfast using just my wand?" she pouted quietly. Remus and I glared at her. I put an arm around her and gave her a small hug.
"It's not the end of the world. You'll get used to it. After all, you're brilliant. You just need some practice. I mean, you-we-just graduated. We shouldn't have to know these things yet." She didn't look reassured. Instead, her green eyes filled with tears and she banged a wooden mixing spoon down on the counter. Remus pretended he wasn't hearing the conversation.
"But you do!" she cried in dismay. She sniffled and handed her a napkin to wipe her face.
"Look Lils," I said seriously, putting both hands on her shoulders and forcing her to look at me, "You are wonderful. And you have a wonderful husband, who will love you no matter what. Trust me, I'm your best friend. I wouldn't lie to you," I assured her. She grinned at me and we both laughed. The tension in her face was gone, but she looked very tired. I told her to go lie down, seeing as she was completely exhausted. She thanked me graciously and squeezed my hand.
"It's weird, you know. I'm just so tired all the time now. And I feel sick." She did look a little pale, and before I could comment, she took off in the direction of the bathroom. I was puzzled at first, but then I turned to grin at Remus, who was looking both shocked and very pleased. I flicked my wand in the direction of the ingredients and opened the lid on the trash can so all of the egg shells and things could drop in there after they cracked.
"So," he began, "Do you think she realizes?" I laughed and started to stir the mixture. The bacon on the griddle turned itself over.
"She would be a fool not to," I said. I put down my spoon and put my chin in my hands. "Imagine, a little James Potter running around, wreaking havoc on Spinners End?" Remus smiled fondly and we continued making breakfast.
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"So, I do have bad news. I have been in communication with Alastor Moody, and he has confirmed my suspicions which I voiced at our last meeting. Somebody has been leaking information to Lord Voldemort." James held Lily's hand, who was still looking quite pale. Sirius, Remus, and I exchanged dark looks. Albus sighed and took a bite of his eggs. "By the way, Mr. Lupin, these eggs are very good. I should like to learn how to make them one day." I laughed, fondly recalling how eccentric Albus had always been. Sirius and James grinned half-heartedly.
"Do you know who it is that's feeding information?" Remus asked. Dumbledore too a few bites of coffee cake before shaking his head sadly. His blue eyes looked dim, and he looked even more weary than usual. He had been traveling more often lately. "I do not." We spent the next hour and a half discussing who it could be and future missions while munching down our breakfast. Finally Albus pushed away his plate.
"This has been a rather excellent meal, but if you all do not mind, I would like to speak to Alana alone." Everyone looked surprised, but they all gathered up their coats. Sirius gave me a quick kiss and said good bye, then Apparated back to his house with a loud crack. Remus gave me a hug and thanked me for allowing him to help cook breakfast, and he too Apparated. James and Lily left by Floo, with a promise from me to come and visit the new house when it was ready. Finally, everyone was gone.
I looked at Albus expectantly. "You have known for some time now that eventually, there will be a time when Tom will find you. I think it is very close. " I sighed and looked down.
"I wont leave Spinners End. I have built some sort of a life here. Eventually, I will have to leave. Even in the wizarding world, it isn't natural to look 15 forever. But I want to prolong that as much as possible." Albus looked down and folded his hands on the dining room table. Finally, he looked up at me, and once again, there was that pitying look in his eyes.
"Ana, you-"
"No," I stated firmly, "I will not leave. And if you try to make me, expect that I will refuse all your protection. You will never see me or hear from me again. I will leave the Order." I knew the threat would stick with him, and I was right. He sighed and gave me that sad look, but did not argue. The ticking of the clock above my head seemed to amplify to the point where it was hurting my ears. I rubbed my temples, already feeling a migraine coming along. "Albus, I won't talk about this anymore. Thank you for stopping by and telling us your suspicions, but I'm afraid I must ask you to leave."
There was a slight pause and I resisted the urge to hex him out of my house. I was no match for Albus. I'd probably end up a peacock for the next few weeks if I even tried it. "Very well, then. Good day." There was a loud crack, and when I looked up, Albus was gone. My breath came out in a whoosh."
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"Harry! Look here, darling! Alana, try waving that rattle over there." I waved my wand and a rattle flew up behind Lily's head. Little Harry grinned happily and Lily quickly snapped the picture on her camera. I set Harry down on the floor and ran over to Lily, who was squealing loudly about how well the picture had come out. Sirius and James were out, so Lily and I were watching our new little bundle of joy. At 8 months he was a beautiful baby boy with hair as black and messy as his father's, sparkling green eyes, and a charming smile.
We settled on the couch and watched Harry crawl over to the toy broomstick Sirius had presented at the baby shower. It was the one toy Harry refused to put down, and was relatively safe as it hovered less than a foot off the ground. So far he had taken more than his fair share of spills, but James would proudly say that every good Quidditch player had to fall before he could become a better rider. There was a loud crack as we cooed over the picture. We looked up to see the sunny, smiling face of Alice Longbottom standing in the middle of the living room.
She set her little boy, Neville, down, and came over to greet us. "Hullo, all. Neville and I were over at his Gran's house and we decided to pop in and say hi. Hope I'm not disturbing anything." Lily beamed and we assured her that she wasn't. For the rest of the night we chatted about the kids and watched Neville and Harry fight over the toy broom, which Lily took a picture of and quickly promised to make a copy of for Alice and Frank.
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Alana,
Get out of the house. He found Lily and James. They're gone. Harry is alive.
Sirius
The room spun. The ministry had warned all of the witches and wizards in Godrics Hollow and the surrounding areas to either flee or to barricade themselves in their homes. I set enchantments on my house to make it completely invisible to both Muggles and magical folk. I had heard the explosion, and the screaming, and the firemen rushing to the area that Tom had attacked. I had heard the hundreds of cracks as Ministry officials Apparated and Disapparated outside.
I couldn't catch my breath. They're gone. What did that mean? Had they left? Was Sirius wrong? But the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach intensified and I urged myself not to start screaming, because I knew I wouldn't be able to stop. I looked again at Sirius' letter, and folded it up. I didn't even pack my stuff. I pictured the inside of Remus' flat, and closed my eyes. There was a tug on my entire body, and when I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was the bent, sobbing figure of Remus Lupin, clutching a letter that I guessed was also from Sirius. He looked up when he heard me appear. The grief in his face was so strong that I couldn't hold back my own tears anymore. I ran at him and stood on tiptoe to wrap my arms around him. We stood like that, crying loudly and letting the pain wash over us.
"How Remus? How did they know?" I sobbed. Remus didn't answer. His face was blank and drawn. He had stopped crying, but his voice was trembling when he spoke.
"I don't know. Sirius would never have betrayed them. He must have found out some other way." I nodded and fished a handkerchief out of the pocket of my robes. We sat down on the couch, and waited for someone to come with news.
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"But how could he still be alive? Why didn't Voldemort finish him? Why Lily and James?" Remus yelled. Sirius stood in the middle of the flat, shaking and crying.
"I don't know. He tried. Voldemort he tried to kill-" Sirius stopped himself, obviously too heartbroken to continue. I was tired of guessing, and angry, and filled with grief. So I stood up and said goodbye and Flooed to the person I knew would have the answers.
When I entered Albus' office, he was startled, and quickly wiped at a tear on his cheek. I stood in front of the desk, trying with every ounce of strength I had left in me to remain composed, hands balled into fists at my sides. "What-Why-Albus, I-" I tried to ask. But I couldn't get any words out, and burst into tears. Albus took my arm and conjured the stiff wooden pupil's chair into a plushy blue armchair. He also conjured up a box of tissues and a cup of hot lemon tea. After helping me settle down into the chair, he sat back in his own and sipped at a cup of clear liquid sitting on his desk.
"Tom came to Godrics Hollow. He found the cottage," Albus began quietly, looking down at the desk, "James came outside and saw him first. Voldemort killed him on the spot. He found Lily in the upstairs bedroom. Neighbors could hear her screaming for mercy. He killed her, too. And then he turned his wand on Harry." I shuddered violently and took deep breaths of air, willing myself not to get sick. "He tried to kill Harry. But he did not succeed. On the night of October 31st, the Dark Lord's power broke, and Harry James Potter became the only known person to have survived the Killing Curse, with nothing more than a small scar on his forehead." All of the breath left my body, and I stared at him, open-mouthed. Albus idly sipped his drink again and held out a bowl of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans that I hadn't noticed before. "Would you like a bean?" At first I couldn't speak.
"Harry is okay?" Albus met my eyes and smiled.
"Oh yes, he is quite alright. He is with his aunt and uncle." I started to speak, but he held up a finger. "I ask that you do not attempt to contact him." For a moment I was flat out stunned.
"And may I ask why not? Lily was my best friend! I was more of an aunt to Harry than Lily's own damn sister! And I know all about those Muggles. Lily has told me that her sister and the husband are quite the unpleasant lot that hate anything magical. What in the world could possess you to do such a thing!" I finished my rant, breathing heavily and wanting so badly for Albus to say that this was some sick joke. That Lily and James were still alive and Harry would not be living with people who hated him. But he said nothing. His frown told me not to question his judgment, but I glared at him, demanding an answer, until he finally sighed and stood up.
"As long as Harry is with blood relatives, he is safe. Tom can not touch him, and the remaining Death Eaters would never guess where he was. They would come looking for you, Sirius, or Remus before they ever suspected his loathsome relatives." I screamed wordlessly, knowing he as right and angry that I couldn't do anything to stop it. So I glared at him one final time, and Flooed back to my apartment.
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Sirius Black Under Arrest for Mass Murder of One Wizard and Thirteen Muggles. Many More Injured.
Sadly, I shook my head and put the paper down. I couldn't even count the number of hours I had spent crying the past two weeks, but now I cried again. I remembered the eager excitement on his face whenever he came over to Lily and James', or when he came to St. Mungo's when he had heard that Lily was giving birth, or the pride on his face when he presented little Harry with the little baby toys. He had always wanted to belong.
I cried for the loss of the Sirius I thought I'd known, and for the loss of a sad young man by the name of Peter Pettigrew.
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I was folding laundry when Frank and Alice knocked at my door. I let them in quickly, and realized they had Neville with them. I smiled, pleased that they had come. "Frank! Alice! Please, come in and have some tea." And then I realized something was wrong. They weren't following me into the parlor. The couple had their heads up high, determined and ready for…something.
"We need you to keep Neville with you for a bit. The ministry found the Lestranges and we're going after them. If something happens, the Ministry will contact Frank's mother and she'll come round and get him." Alice's voice sounded strained and and she pushed her straight brown hair out of her face. Frank's blue eyes sparkled. He loved being an Auror, and was always excited when going off on a chase. Usually, so was Alice, but I knew this time was different. The Letranges had killed countless numbers of people, and the Dark Lord's defeat had only further inflames them. It would be difficult, and more dangerous than any other mission they'd ever had to go after Bellatrix and Rodolphus. I smiled shakily and gave Alice a hug.
"I'll take care of him," I promised. Frank and Alice left. It was the last time I would ever see them happy and healthy. That night, Alice and Frank Longbottom were tortured so severely by the Lestranges that they were diagnosed as clinically insane, almost vegetables. The Ministry got there before Bellatrix and her husband could escape. They were arrested, and showed no remorse at their trial.
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The Order fell apart. For 15 years, i lived quietly in my little cottage in Godrics Hollow. Until one day, when i saw the headline on the Daily Prophet.
Lord Voldemort had risen again. And Harry Potter had escaped, once again.
