Alright, so I shouldn't need to say it, but, I do NOT in anyway have any ownership of Harry Potter, no matter how much I wish that were different. :)

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3 Months later:

It was today.

Today, Fred and the other Death Eaters that he had been given the Dark Mark with, would end training, and receive full Death eater status. To mark the day, later in the afternoon, there would be a raid on a village near one of the Order's safe houses. At the raid, when the Order came, Voldemort would reveal Fred as one of his loyal Death Eaters.

He had developed a strong friendship with Daphne, and the two were very close. While Fred had wanted to confide in her that he was going to be a spy, once he entered the Death Eater ranks and was done with training, for the Order, but decided against it. He was sure that Daphne was a loyal Death Eater, but certain that she could be swayed to help him. Albeit with time.

Right now, Fred was seated, for the first time, at a Death Eater meeting, as a Death Eater. He was excited about it, he had, after all, worked for it for the last 3 months or so. The meeting would be over in 10 or so minutes, according to Bella, who sat next to him, and then it would be time for the raid.

In the past few months, Fred had grown far more accustomed to the Dark Arts than he had originally expected. He had, with the passage of time in his training, actual grown to enjoy using dark magic. And while he didn't enjoy torture, he was efficient at it, and had done it on multiple occasions. He could hold his own against Bella, at her full strength, for at least a few minutes, his record being seven minutes. All in all, Fred was quite changed from who he was only a few months ago.

Voldemort finally stopped talking and called for everyone to start disapparating to the village where the raid would take place. Initially everyone would be wearing masks, but about midway through, Voldemort would come and some of the Death Eaters would be allowed to take of their masks and reveal who they were, Fred was allowed to do so. The Dark were hoping that his reveal, as long as his family were there, which Fred knew most of them would be, would weaken moral and make the Light weaker, both getting them to call in reinforcements and making it easier for the Dark to take out a lot of the light.

Fred stood up, knowing that it was time, and put on his mask. Daphne did the same next to him. He grabbed her hand, she had agreed to side along apparate him, as he had never been to the village before, but she had. Around them people, Death Eaters, started to apparate. Fred braced himself for the awful feeling of apparation. When it didn't come, he looked at Daphne. She smiled at him, and got up on her toes. He was surprised when she kissed him on the cheek, brushing the mask out of the way, holding hers in her other hand, and whispered in his ear for him to be safe.

He had had feelings, romantically, for Daphne since, maybe halfway through the training, and apparently, hopefully, she had the same feelings for him.

She apperated both of them, still holding his hand. He quickly squeezed hers and let it go, it was time to fight. She went in the other direction as Fred, knowing that they would only distract each other.

Fred, when he saw that there wasn't any Order there yet, crossed to a house. All of the inhabitants of the village were magical, and would surely recognise the Death Eater masks. According to intelligence, one of the Order both lived there and had family there. It was only a matter of time until the Order showed up. He set the house on fire, just as many of his fellow Death Eaters did around him.

Only minutes later, Fred heard the crack of apperation, and tensed up, knowing that it was likely the Order. He spun around, not surprised to see the in-uniform robes of the Order. They had brought a lot of people.

A few of them, Tonks and Bill, his brother, ran towards where he was, he stepped forward to meet them. With his mask on, they wouldn't recognise him. It didn't escape his memory that technically his loyalty still lay with the Order, and he was therefore unsure of how to handle this.

Tonks, ahead of Bill, shot a quick succession of stunners at him, to which Fred threw up a shield and repelled.

At Tonks, he shot a stunner, and predicting where she would dodge to, another to her left, where it hit her. She fell to the ground, unconscious, and Bill ran around her, firing a multitude of spells at Fred.

Fred, gritting his teeth, fired another stunner, smiling grimly when it hit Bill. He figured that someone from the Order would come and eneverate them, but until then they would stay where they had fallen.

He walked up to where Bill lay on his back, ignoring Tonks when he came to her. Gazing down at his brother's passed out body, Fred felt remorse, but pushed it down, knowing that what he was doing was for the Greater Good. Bill would, will understand when Fred explained to him after the war was over. At least, Fred hoped so. If not he didn't know what he would do.

Fred continued to walk down the road to the center of the village, knowing from the yells and screams that that was where most of the fighting was going on. He passed fighting, but if the were Death Eaters were winning, and none of his family or friends on the Light side were in immediate mortal danger, he ignored them and kept walking.

He took out another few of the Order, stunning them when he could, and imperiousing them to run away when he couldn't, before Voldemort appeared. He didn't hear the sound of Voldemort's apparition, but heard his voice, magically magnified.

"To my Death Eaters, I command you to retreat, come to me in the plaza. Retreat, leave the Order where they lay."

Fred immediately did as the Dark Lord commanded, halting the curses he had been throwing at his opponent, John Dawlish of the Order. He made his way to the plaza, as did the other Death Eaters around him. The Order let them go, stopping the light curses they had been throwing, and generally followed them, from a distance, to the Plaza. Even they knew that something was going to go down.

Voldemort was standing in the center of the Plaza, his wand drawn and pointed at Dumbledore, who was in the same position, only yards from Voldemort. A crowd of the Order and Light fighters had assembled a short distance behind Dumbledore. In the crowd, Fred could easily spot most of his family. His mother, his father, Bill, someone must have found him, Charlie, and his twin: George. Fred didn't see Percy, and assumed that he either wasn't there, or wasn't with their family.

The Dark suspected that Ron was with Harry, no one knew where they were, though it looked like they had run for it, there had been a supposed sighting of them at the Ministry, just after it fell only weeks ago, but Fred wasn't sure he believed it. Why would they be at the Ministry?

Ginny was to young to be there, most likely at Headquarters still.

Fred followed his fellow Death Eaters to the crowd behind Voldemort, moving to the front, just behind Voldemort himself, just as he had been commanded before they left.

There was a nervous jolt in Fred's stomach at the thought of what would happen next. He would reveal himself to his family. He felt a hand take his, and looked to his side, not surprised to see Daphne's green eyes looking back at him out from behind her own mask. Earlier, days ago, Fred had confided how scared he was of showing his 'true' loyalties, not knowing if he could deal with the betrayal on his family's' faces, and the hate he would soon receive at their hands. He knew that even if the Light won that war, and they recognised that he had been a spy, they would never be the same, not after the heartache he would surely be causing them.

He tightened his grip on Daphne's hand, knowing that too soon, Voldemort would turn his head and ask for him, not by name of course, to come up, and reveal himself.

He shook his head, and returned his attention to the verbal match between the Dark Lord and Dumbledore, the leader of the Light.

"Well, Albus, I would like to call for a calm. A chance to talk."

Dumbledore looked at him, suspicious, but hiding it well, "And why would you want that, Tom?"

Fred could practically hear Voldemort's angry thoughts at Dumbledore daring to use his given name, but his voice was smooth, "Well, Dumbledore, many things have changed since we last talked. Aren't you curious?"

"Curious to hear more of your trickery? No Tom, I'm not."

"Indulge me, Dumbledore, I'm sure it'll be worth your time."

Dumbledore sighed, probably knowing that he really didn't have a choice, his own curiosity would win out, and nodded.

"Alright Dumbled-" Voldemort broke off as a red headed figure, Fred's mother, walked out from the crowd.

"I don't care what you have to say to Albus, I want to know where Fred is! What did you do to him?" Molly yelled, clearly angry and perhaps heartbroken. When Fred went missing, to them at least: he had last talked to any of them three months ago, they must have assumed (as the Light so often did) that he had been taken by the Dark.

Well, he was with the Dark, so they were partially right, not in the way they would have liked, course.

Voldemort smiled his thin lips at her as Arthur grabbed her hand and pulled her back, even as she sobbed, fearlessly into the crowd.

"Well, Mrs. Weasley," he said her name mockingly, and the crowd of Death Eaters smirked or chuckled (Bellatrix, with no mask and away from the crowd at Voldemort's side, laughed loudly), even as the Order glared at them. "I was getting to that. Of course you know that we have more Death Eaters joining us all the time, new members are welcomed almost every week." a slight exaggeration, but the point stood. "And your, ah, son, had been lucky enough to come to his senses, and join me willingly. He is a credit to our cause. He was trained personally by Bellatrix, and he is, and will continue to be, a very good Death Eater in the making, I fully expect that he will rise to the Inner Circle within a few months. You should be proud." Fred knew that what Voldemort had said of him was very few facts, and mostly vague exaggerations, but still the Order believed it, and gasped, most shaking their heads in disbelief. Fred's family merely looked angrier, clearly not believing him.

Voldemort, probably seeing their looks of anger and disbelief, spoke again, this time slightly turning to the crowd behind him, "If you don't believe me, all you have to do is ask him."

Fred dropped Daphne's hand, looking at her again for encouragement, and stepped forward. He was now just a foot or so behind Voldemort, and he could feel all the eyes of the crowd on him, watching with bated breath. Bellatrix walked over to him, and Fred could feel her next to him, practically buzzing with excitement. Fred raised his hands, slowly, and took off the famed mask of the Death Eaters, revealing his face, that of his twin, and his coppery ginger hair. He smiled chillingly at the crowd in front of him, trying to show that he was not merely as unfeeling right now as he felt.

He found his family's faces.

Molly was looking disbelieving, but Arthur looked sad and resigned, why wasn't his father more shocked?

Bill looked like someone had told him Fred had died, both on the verge of tears and screams. Angry, sad and disbelieving, a dangerous combination that would prove to be. Fred had always been closest to Bill and George of his siblings.

George. George looked horrified, and Fred imagined that he would soon start to deny it, if he hadn't already at least.

Charlie simply looked determined, almost like he had been prepared for this. Remembering how prepared and pessimistic Charlie had always been when Fred was younger, and Charlie was at Hogwarts, Fred could believe that he would have been prepared for this possibility.

It was dead silence, before yelling broke out, and the fighting started again.

A multitude of curses were shot at him, as the Order, despite Dumbledore's yells not to, ran forward, at Fred or Voldemort, neither could tell. Fred shot darker spells than earlier, knowing that Voldemort would be watching him. He felt a figure next to him, and looked, unsurprised to find that it was Daphne, her mask long taken off, as all the newer Death Eaters had been instructed to do. He reached out his non dominant hand towards her, and she took it, fighting with her other hand.

Voldemort signaled for Fred to get to the back. The agenda right now was to get most of the Death Eaters out, and back to Malfoy Manor, where there were healers, or rather loyal Dark people who could heal, waiting. Fred would be, as planned, one of the last out, maximizing the time that the Light would see him, and that his betrayal would sink in.

Still holding Daphne's hand, be pulled her to the back of the crowd, pushing her behind him and away from the Order, because of the flying spells. They pushed their way to the back of the crowd, and once there, his family figuratively and literally behind him, he kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her. He, in return, wrapped his arms around her waist, hesitant, but bolder when she kissed him harder.

After only about thirty seconds of kissing, that felt infinitely longer to them, the two broke apart, still holding each other. Each grinned at the other, breathless, but happy that their feelings were returned. Suddenly aware of the noises of the battle around them, the two, hand in hand, started firing increasingly darker spells at the still charging Light.

It was Daphne who started laughing in elation, it was their first real battle, and Fred soon followed. The number of Death Eaters was dropping as they disapperated, meaning that more and more beams of light were being shot at them. Less targets. With all of their energy in dueling, and all their concentration on holding their shields and firing in return. Neither of them noticed the two redheads that had snuck around them, and were pointing wands at their backs.

Charlie and Bill, having both had similar ideas and conspired together, had snuck around to both Daphne's and Fred's blind spots, wands pointed at them. On the slight chance that it was actually Fred, who they still cared about, even if he had betrayed them, and his girlfriend, based on their kiss, Bill and Charlie were planning on firing strictly non lethals, and hopefully knock them out.

Charlie nodded to Bill, and Bill nodded back. Almost in unison, they both yelled, "Stupefy!" at the backs of Fred and the girl he was holding hands with. Their already fraying shields cracked, and they both crumpled to the ground, unconscious. Running forward, ducking to avoid the spells of far off Death Eaters, who had paid attention too late, Bill grabbed Fred's arm, and Charlie grabbed the mystery girl's hand, and they both side along aperated their hostages out, and to the Order's headquarters.

Once at the headquarters, where everyone was already in disarray, Bill and Charlie both magically tied up their hostages, ignoring the shocked screams of the Order around them. It was not part of the plan to kidnap Death Eaters, that had never even be mentioned outside of a jest.

Fred and Daphne, both still unconscious and unaware, were soon moved to a secure, private room upstairs, and tied in back to back chairs. Both would be staring at walls when they woke up.

The Order decided that it would be easiest to wait for them to wake up naturally. So wards were set on the room that would alert Bill (he was closest to the room, and less likely to disturb others if they woke up in the middle of the night) if either of them woke up.

Molly was still at the Burrow, as was Arthur and George, currently unaware that Fred had been caught. No one was going to call or inform any of them until they were sure that it was Fred, and not just a Death Eater, while the actual Fred was in a dungeon somewhere.

No one was sure if they wanted it to be Fred, knowing that he had betrayed them, or for it not to be and him, and for him to actually be tortured in a dungeon somewhere. The Weasley family were the least sure of all.

Hi. Ok, so yes, I did skip over most of Fred's training with the Death Eaters on purpose. Hope you enjoyed, :), so please review if you feel so inclined. Thanks for reading!