"So how are things in America,?" Harry turned towards Charlie the oldest of the Weasly brothers. The Weasly men and Harry were all gathered in Mr. Weasly's study. The extra rooms in the house were a gift from harry and Ron a few years back. Being an Aroura normally didn't make you rich, but the gold rush in Welshire had made the ministry very Generous. It was just like Ron to give back to his family. "Not good, it looks like Voldemort is gathering support from The Ame, wizzards. Our ratt was telling the truth, He's started a new league of death eaters." Harry sighed taking another sip of coffe. Bill grimaced. "Not good mate, not good at all. How's the A-team down there taking it?" Harry had to control his face from contorting with disgust. "Thick headed morons all, the think Voldemorts England's problem." Ron said with his own sigh, like Harry he was downing his coffee rapidly. He had a box of sugar donuts on his lap. He slapped Bills hand away when he reached for one. "Get your own" He snapped playfully.
"It's not like you need it Ron your as big as an ox!" Charlie smirked. Ron just grind and winked, "that's why the Ladies love me!" Mr. Weasly groan as rashious laughter filled the room. "Can we focus on the fate of the world instead of the size of Rons belly!" He snapped. "That's not what I was referring to Dad" Ron voiced with a smirk a glare from Mr. Weasly silenced snickers from Fred and George. Harry had to keep from laughing when Ron grinned goofishly and took a healthy bite out of his donut. Mr. Weasly sighed and gestured for harry to go on. "They refuse to take on the security messieurs we suggested." Harry continued, Ron nodded his head. "We could have gone home left them to stew in their own rot, silly rotters that they are" He said in-between another chomp on his donuts. Harry nodded in agreement. "But we decided to do an inside find anyone not on the Head and work our way through the process. We were somewhat successful we were lucky." Harry flinched with dread, when rons head snapped up and his face covered in a sly grin. "Harry got very lucky" Harry's face turned red as a tomato. Charlie snickered. And Ron pretend to swoon. "Yes Electra's a real dish mate, you got very lucky" Bill laughed. "Yes he did didn't he"
All eleven heads turned in unison as Ginny walked into the room. God she looked great in that dress, it was tight in all the right places and the baby blue set her hair off like a crown of blazing fire. It was her hair that snared Harry, he could remember endless times where he had buried himself in that hair and breathed in her scent, she was a moon beam that he could never get enough of. Even now, he still loved her, he knew it he wasn't a fool. But he had convinced himself as time went on it began to fade to nothing but the sweetest memory. His newfound passion with Electra wasn't as fiery and ensnaring as with Ginny but he never excepted to find that kind of love again. Besides she'd had boyfriends after hi, men who maybe weren't right for her but they were safe men. Men who wouldn't make her a target men who could love her and promise her he'd be around forever. It's what she deserved, it's what he and her brothers wanted for her. None of Ginny Weasly's brothers would let him anywhere near their sister again. Not after what Voldemort had done to her.
"And she's luck to have you harry" Harry forced his face into a tight smile that he suspected looked more like a scowl. "thanks" he bit out tersely. That wounded look in her eyes always killed him. Diddnt she understand He had to protect her didn't she understand how much he still--. No Harry pull yourself together. He gave himself a mental shake and smiled at her. There was an almost timed nock as Elctra walked in. Like always she looked picture perfect the pinnacle of class and a vision of quiet beauty. His soon to be wife. He crossed the room to take her hand. She smiled up at him. Why did he feel like a monster. "Are you…" Harry never finnished the house seemd to be shaking. He could hear the scream of Mrs Weasly in the next room. "EVAN" The house was filling with a green vapor. "Dermaliora" Ron shouted. "I know the killing gass." The floor began to split into a gapping whole, harry bit back a sharp yell as his scar seemd top split open in pain. "RON I THINK HE"S HERE!"
sorry this was so short but the next is going to be really long and bloody so I thought the DUH DUN DUN DUN should be here. Love yah