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The sound of spells bouncing off the walls and furniture as we all cast them one after another is visible all around the room. My ears are buzzing from loudness of them and of the yells everyone is doing. My head spins a little as I turn in a circle every few seconds to cast my next spell to another Death Eater. Each time I move, Harry is right on my heel. We are in the same motion of attacks as we are back to back.

All this for a girl who is barely old enough to know the difference between good and evil. Your teen years are just as easy as a baby is to be persuaded that the bad side is better because she is still figuring out who she is as a person. Having knowledge of the future on their side is one of many things she helped make the war go to hell more than it already had. Him bringing her into our battle from this time period is what destroyed our chances, because we had no idea until it was too late that she was part of his plan.

"We need a plan." I tell Harry, switching my position once more. "Five against two is not a good sign."

"We just need to hold them off long enough so that Hermione can get Spencer to safety."

I punch one of the masked Death Eaters in the face, making him go backward and trips over a fallen chair. Then I turn to the side and see a light of green coming our way, "Duck!" I grab onto Harry and we hop over Spencer's bed for cover.

A sound of wind comes from above us when the light zooms this way, hitting the wall behind us. Then an explosion above our heads as another spell hits the wall. I start to cough as a cloud of smoke swarms our surroundings.

I shoot a spell from behind the bed that separates us from the Death Eaters, "There's too many of them. We need to get out of here."

"I know, just a little longer."

"They have to be there by now."

"Maybe, but there's more to it than that."

"I don't get it, Mate."

He shoots up onto his knees, "Stupefy!" he ducks back down, "We came here to keep them away from her, right?"

"Yea?"

"Well, now that we have the Death Eaters attention we can occupy their time here. Make it that they are so worried about us that they don't think about her until it's too late." he tells me.

"But we don't know how long that'll take."

"Diffindo!" a voice that sounds like Lucius Malfoy comes, slicing the bed in half.

"Come on!" he bolts through the cut up bed and heads towards the corridor, casting spells as he does.

"Petrificus Totalus!" I yell.

We get out and I follow behind him to get to another room. Whatever he was planning though falters so fast that I have no time to react before I collide into him from stopping in his tracks.

"Ow, Harry."

"What are you doing here?"

My heart sinks, because I realize quickly I know that voice. This is why he stopped.

"Ginny." my face turns red, seeing my little sister from a timeline that makes her look older than me. "What…"

"This was your idea." she looks at Harry, her eyes mixed between confused and angry. I wonder if she notices how young we look. "To split up."

"Oh, right. I got…" he starts, but then two more figures appear behind her and make him lose his thought process. It's Luna and Neville.

"We have to go, now." I whisper to him.

Luna and Neville blast a spell that goes behind us, making me duck as they run passed us with suspension on their faces.

"R-Right." Harry says in response to me while still having his eyes on Ginny.

I roll my eyes as he buckles under the presence of my sister (his wife) just like he always does. He always gets weak in the knees to her that it makes me slightly uncomfortable at times.

"Mate."

"We uh, gotta go." he tells her in a soft voice.

"You think?" Ginny says, shaking her head. "You're only delaying the ambush."

I grab Harry's arm, "We'll meet you later, Gin."

Harry looks at me in a way that makes me know that he's thinking I shouldn't have said that knowing damn well that I told her a straight up lie. But he doesn't argue as he allows me to pull him away. That is until he gets out of my grip and plants a kiss on her.

"Harry, let's go!" I yell, seeing the Death Eaters coming our way.

He pulls away from her, smoothing her hair behind her ear. "I love you."

She smiles, blushing a little. "And I love you."

This time I grab him and disapparate on the spot.

When we come back from the darkness we are standing outside of the Hastings's side yard. Nothing but lights of different colours going in ever direct from Spencer's window, it being more visible from it being dark out now.

"What do you think she meant by ambushing?" Harry asks me.

I shrug, watching her window in awe from how no one in this town is noticing a thing. "How should I know."

He takes a breath, "What do we do now?"

I shrug, "Wait till we're done."

"I think we should have helped."

I look at him, "Hermione has explained why can't be seen, Harry. You know that. Messing with time is dangerous."

"What about them?" he points to the house, "How do we know that them seeing us wasn't as dangerous, life changing."

"It may have, but it wasn't controllable. Staying here is."

"This doesn't sit well with me."

"Me either, mate."

We watch the window the lights starting to dim out less and less, which means they must be retreating. I wanted to keep them away from Spencer as much as Harry did, but with Luna, Neville and Ginny seeing us it was impossible.

"This didn't go according to plan." I look down at him, "They aren't going to be happy that they lost her."

He nods, taking off his glasses and wipes the sweat out of his eyes. Both lenses are cracked as he sets them back onto his cut up face. "We need to go back inside and make sure no traces to get them to Spencer is there."

I nod in agreement, watching the last bit of of light die out. So we wait a good few minutes and then both spin on the spot to apparate back inside.