Enjoy! This is just the Order meeting and the next chapter action is involved...which kinda sucks since I seriously suck sacks writing action .
"Why do you love Ginny?"
"I don't know."
£vening rolled by for Molly Weasley as she busied around the kitchen, stirring, chopping, and magically cleaning after her mess when she finished with one station of her kitchen. Baked apple pie was done, lamb and rosemary asparagus stew done and the freshly herbed salad done. As she manually did the table for the Order meeting she thought back to the sad little message that teared her up from Ginny. Thankfully for the meeting, Harry, Ginny, and Ron will be able to come by.
Maybe I can talk to Harry and Gin, then.
At exactly 5:00 the floo flared as several witches and wizards walked in chatting quietly to each other;greeting Molly with a kiss on her cheek as they went and sat. The floo flared green three more,times before the Headmistress floo'd in with two redheads, tousled black hair, and a Potions master.
Everyone took a seat with Kingsley at the head of the table when Draco came in,his face scrunched up as he stared at the strong grip that Hermione held on his forearm.
"Draco,honey. Are you okay?" Molly asked as she served up with charmed bowls that once fully served went back to the table and set itself in front of a person.
"The baby kicked today... And it,won't bloody stop."
"Damn right it won't!" Hermione snapped as she whined clutching her protruding belly and gasping,"Why?"
Draco chuckled, his face betraying the jolly laugh as it was contouring the pain he felt. Helping Hermione set herself by Ron, he caught his boyfriend's gaze. Smiling faintly,he sat himself by Hermione and turned his head to glare at Potter sneakily.
"As most of us have read the Prophet today,"Kingsley voice went throughout the dining room, making Hermione stop eating and roll her eyes,"we must concentrate on the battle that will take place. Harry. Has Voldemort tried to contact you?"
At the shake of Harry's head everyone sighed but loomed at Professor Snape,"The Dark Lord has had me brew him a rare yet dangerous potion know as Deligum. This potion will make him "immortal" and whoever touches him against his will burn to death slowly."
"Severus. He would not become immortal?" McGonagall asked. Her eyes darted from the stricken look on Harry's face, to Snape's calm.
"I did not add Goblins tears, Dragons egg yolk or Elfs tip of an ear. The Lord has never even seen the potion on read it."
"Of course. But Kingsley, the muggles, muggleborns,and squibs that got killed. What are we going to do?"Tonks whispered worriedly. Her hand clutching her cousin Sirius'.
"We do not attack."
An uproar. Kingsley's brown eyes casted over the table as all the Order members gave an uproar. Raising his hand for silence, he immediately got it with only a few stray mumbles.
Before he spoke, Hermione stood up,"If you plan nothing to do Mr. Minister, I am."
Dragging Ron and Draco after her with a glare, she walked out slowly from the table,"A little fast, Granger don't you think. Do not trip."
"Fuck you, Draco."