A/N: WARNING EXPLISIT LANGUAGE!

Ginny stood there in the doorway with the look of absolute horror on her face.

She fell hard onto the tiled floor and then all saw why, her mother soon followed suit, but Mrs. Weasley unlike Ginny didn't have a knife coming out of her back. Molly woke with a start.

"GINNY!" she wailed. She couldn't believe what she had seen. Her own daughter killed by the very knife she used for dinner that evening. She was crying, sobbing uncontrollably. "ARTHUR! WHERE"S GINNY?" she had gone into a mad shock. Her ears where ringing. Everyone's ears were; that is except for Harry. Only Harry knew something the rest did not. Ginny was alive, and well.

-------A SPOOKY HOUSE IN THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE---------------------

Ginny's ears were ringing for an entirely different reason. She had seen herself get stabbed, someone had stabbed her, but she wasn't bleeding. She new she wasn't bleeding and she didn't feel as if she was just stabbed. She began to franticly feel her abdomen.

"Figure it out yet, Weasley?"

"Fuck you, Malfoy!"

"When and where."

"Have you told your parents yet?"

"Told them what?" he spat.

"That the half wit that you are couldn't even kill Dumbledore! You foul loathsome evil fuck face dick sucker!" She was smacked, hard, across the face. She could feel the bruise already forming.

"You will never learn will you? You fucking mudblood lover…" he was cut off by Ginny mumbling. "What was that?"

"You're just jealous because she could knock you on your slimy ass before you could even think of a spe..." Whack! Another one straight across the lip. "Mother Fucker! You pansy ass! You slapped me! You slapped me! You pussy!" SLAP! Another and another.

"Well open handed I can reach more of your fair skin." He said grabbing her jaw bone and shaking it a little.

"God knows you haven't gotten any; go ahead take advantage of me." She began to think

"Well it must suck to be the only virgin left in your year at Hogwarts. Merlin knows you didn't take after your mom, does she still walk Knockturn alley looking' for what your dad can't give her, after a pussy of a son was born?" BAM! He finally punched her and she was out cold.

BACK AT THE BURROW

Around an hour had passed and Harry, along with the rest of the house was watching a gagged and tied "Ginny" propped up in the middle of the room. Harry was busy off in his own mind. "Merlin, with out any warning they just took her." "You should've known, idiot, you saved her before they were probably planning on using it against you anyway." "I still should've known better." "I'll get her before they can hurt her." "I know." "You're me." "I know." "I'm so confused." "I know that too."

He was brought back to his senses when Hermione prodded him in the arm.

Peter Pettigrew was lying on the floor of the Wesley's living room, looking around like mad, and finally seeing Harry's face let out a small squeak and tried struggling out of the bounds to no avail.

"Please Harry, don't kill me! I'll tell you anything! Anything! They have your love! The young Malfoy plans on having his way with her once she's not needed, they are at the riddle house and a meeting is just about to start at the graveyard! You have time to go and prepare a fight or battle or whatever, just please don't kill me!"

"If I don't and live through this I promise I will not harm you. But if I do not live through this you will be killed or maimed horribly by the people in this room if this is a set up. Is that clear?"

"Yes!"

"Throw him in your cupboard under the stairs, it seems only fitting." No one laughed. They all got up and went about to the kitchen. Ron's voice booming.

"It's tonight!"

"Shut up Ron."

"Hermione if I die, I want you to know that I have always loved you."

"I love you to Ron." She replied, and Harry could hear the tears in her eyes. His own began to water. Fred and George came up behind him and said.

"He's in the cupboard."

"Good, good." Harry replied distractedly.

"Um Harry to quote you, 'I will not harm you.' That had nothing to do with us right?"

"What did you two do?"

"Hung him by his toes over a boiling batch of pea soup from the Leaky Cauldron."

"The kind that you have to eat before it eats you?"

"Yup."

"Good." Said Harry, "I want you two to give all of my gold to your parents and brothers and most importantly Ginny. She can raid the vault as much as she needs to as long as she's ok. If I die there is a ring in the Vault that was my great grandmother's. I want her to have it."

"Harry you will not die."

"If…"

"No!" Shrieked Mrs. Weasley, "No ifs!"

"The order is waiting for your command." And Harry gave it. He grabbed onto Ron and Hermione's hands and apperated with them to the Riddle house, shortly followed by another 30 pops. They silently dispersed through out the house and five went into each room. Harry deployed them like a general deploys his foot soldiers, the strongest in the upper rooms and the weaker in the lower rooms. And if his plan went perfect Voldemort would come through that door with Ginny, or not with Ginny, ready for a duel with just him. And that is exactly how the events of the night took place.

Ron and Hermione lead the troops on the lower levels and fought the slightly slower Death eaters and Lupin along with Kingsley lead the highest, and the rest of the Weasley's devoured and conquered all the in-between. The battles down stairs were won quickly and almost effortlessly. None of the Death Eaters were expecting it. Voldemort, however, knew and was prepared for a long haul of spells, curses, counter curses, and blackmail.

Harry was right; Voldemort had come upstairs with Ginny crying in tow. Harry's first instinct was to start shouting spells as fast as his mouth would let him, but something told him not to. They were going to banter and he was ready.

"Hello Harry." The creature hissed in parseltongue.

"Hello Tom." Said Harry keeping to English.

"You cannot kill me Harry, no one can, I am invincible."

"Yes, but not meticulous."

"How do you picture."

"You haven't paid very close attention to your surrounding have you? Weak by weak one less Death Eater was showing up to your meetings, every day another species joined our side, and one of your closest supporters just put you into your weakest position. You are alone with the half-breed you chose as your equal, in a dark room that I am familiar with, for lack of a better word, and your only panacea is to run or kill yourself." Harry hadn't taken his eyes off Ginny.

"Harry! I'm sorry I froze! I couldn't see anything and Malfoy, he, he…" she started breaking into a stream of tears and Harry nearly rushed to her, "He tried, to, to…"

"Then I castrated…" Now harry felt like hugging her, 'Good girl, teach Malfoy what your brothers taught you.' All these people Voldemort had corrupted, killed, made insane, Merlin if there is just one way I can undo all the pain. Then he answered him self, "Kill him, think of everyone he harmed and kill him, dead and cold."

"AVADA KADAVRA!" They shouted at the same time. Guess who won.