Disclaimer: I'm only up to chapter 8?! I still have another 22 Chapters of disclaimers saying that I don't own Harry Potter. Every time I have to write this disclaimer I get sad at the reality that I do not own Harry Potter.


Live Today Die Tomorrow

Chapter 8: Accused Today Fight Tomorrow

With revenge on her mind, Rita Skeeter smirked and began to speak in a superior tone "Is it true, Miss Granger that you are with child?"

"Excuse me?" Hermione asked, trying to comprehend what Rita was insinuating. Ron and Harry were attempting to conceal their laughter. Harry tried to cover his smile by pretending to pick something out of his teeth while Ron had his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking from his silent laughter.

"Answer the question, Miss Granger." She sternly stated.

"No! I am not!" Hermione exclaimed loudly. Ron and Harry couldn't hold it in any longer, their laughter bubbled up and they proceeded to laugh aloud.

"Hmm, are you sure?" Rita smirked once more, eyeing Ronald with a scowl.

"Yes, I'm sure!" Hermione called out.

By this time Kingsley had been taken aside by a strange old wizard. Kingsley was so absorbed in his conversation with the ripened wizard that he had no idea of the trouble Rita was stirring behind him.

"Really? Because from reliable sources I have evidence that you were caught fornicating in the forbidden forest with none other than Ronald Weasley." Rita continued to hound.

Ron choked on his own laughter and began to wheeze heavily. Harry keeled forward in laughter, grabbing hold of the table to keep himself from falling off his chair. Once Harry had run out of breath he reached for his glass of water.

"What kind of 'reliable sources' told you that?!" Ron wheezed back at 'Cheater Skeeter', trying to recover from his coughing fit.

"Don't you mind that now, Mr. Weasley. All I want to know is did you or did you not have intercourse with Hermione Granger?" Skeeter pressured.

"No!" He yelled back.

"We are on record here, Mr. Weasley. The truth must be told."

"Ok, well, yes, we have had sex, but it wasn't in the forbidden forest!" Ron shouted back at her. Hermione covered her face with her hands and slunk further down into her chair.

Harry swallowed his water too quickly and started into a fit of uncontrollable coughs. "WHAT?!" Harry managed to shout between deep breaths.

"Not the Forbidden Forest, you say. So where did this magical event take place then?" She continued to hound them, smile dancing upon her face. The audience was too shocked at Rita advancements to intercede with the conversation.

Ron murmured something incoherent.

"Loud enough for the record please, Mr. Weasley." She grinned.

Kingsley returned to his place and intervened with impeccable timing, stopping Rita in her tracks. He adjourned the interview early and waited until the interviewers had left the room before confronting the Panel.

"Mopsus the Seer of Ways has asked for your attendance. He is one of the last seers among us today. Please, heed his words for they will be of extreme importance."

Mopsus, an old wizard with an extremely long silver beard wrapped around his arms, entered the room and stood beside Kingsley. He whispered something into Kingsley's ear then looked up at the trio.

"Are you ready for what your future holds?" Mopsus asked in a loud voice.

"He's got to be mental." Ron spoke softly.

"Mopsus, please share with us your insight." Kingsley said.

"I've had a vision." Mopsus started, extending his old frail arm out in front of him.

Ron looked at Harry subtly before whispering, "Definitely mental."

Mopsus continued, "All is well, yet not all is gone. The evil you fear is still living on. The Lord may be dead and his spirit destroyed, but the uprising evil you cannot avoid." Mopsus paused and looked at the trio before raising his voice and lifting his hands above his head, "superior skill wrapped in red and blue, the wizarding world is depending on you." He finished, pointing directly at Ron.

"Me?!" Ron said in shock.

"'You', meaning 'all of you.' Not just 'you'." Mopsus said as he came closer to the trio. "Now I don't know who or what this new evil is but I do know it is up to you three to stop it."

"Great." Ron sarcastically said aloud, Hermione jabbing him hard in the ribs. Harry just rubbed his neck out of frustration.


Returning to The Burrow Harry had barely stepped through the front door when Ginny began bombarding them with endless questions. "How did it go?! Did you convince them?! Do they believe you now?!"

"What? Huh... oh… I don't know." Harry mumbled. Ginny's hands came to his face and she peered into his eyes. "Harry, what's wrong?"

"There's a new evil. Apparently when we killed Voldemort we didn't think to kill any other evil lords."

"What?!"

"Yeah, and according to Mopsus 'not all is gone and the evil we fear is still living on'."

"And what would this Mopsus guy know?!" She loudly retaliated.

"He's a foreseer, Ginny."

"Oh. So you think Voldemort is still alive? Another Horcrux maybe?" She questioned as she dragged Harry to the sitting room and sat down on the sofa with him, leaving Ron and Hermione outside to talk with each other.

"Voldemort is dead. That much we know. Whoever or whatever this new evil is they have to be related to the incident in Knockturn Alley. Why else would Roach and Harvey be trying to kill us?"

"Uh, because you killed Voldemort." Ginny stated.

"And Voldemort is somehow connected to this new evil. 'The evil you fear is still living on'. The only evil I've feared is Voldemort." He retorted.

Two popping sounds were heard from the kitchen. Harry got up from the sofa to see who was making the noise.

It was Fred and George.

"We heard what happened." George began.

"Yeah, bad luck." Fred continued.

"How did you guys know?" Harry asked the twins.

"We do have friends outside of the family you know." George said as Fred acted hurt.

Harry looked confused.

"Lee Jordan told us." They chimed in together.

"Oh, right." He answered.

"Where's Ronniekins and his Mrs?" Fred asked.

"Probably shagging somewhere." Harry stated in anger. Ginny laughed and the twins nodded in agreement.

"For the last time, Harry, I'm sorry." Ron spoke in frustration as he entered into the kitchen.

"What did you do this time, Ronnie?" George asked, smirking as usual.

"Ok, you guys. You tell me, do you ask each other permission before you have sex?"

"Bloody Hell, Ron! Is that what you think of when you hear the words 'a twins' special bond'?" Fred exclaimed in disgust.

"No! Not like that! What I meant was, do you tell each other about your sex life?" Ron reiterated.

"No." Fred said easily.

"See, Harry. Even the twins don't tell each other."

"That's because neither of us have a sex life." George explained.

"Speak for yourself." Fred grinned.

"Wait… you have a sex life?" Ginny asked Ron completely amazed. "With Hermione?"

"No, with Mrs. Norris. Of course with Hermione!"

"I'm glad you cleared that up." Fred stated.

"Where is Hermione?" Harry asked looking around the kitchen.

"She's in her room." Ron answered.

"I don't blame her." Harry replied.

"What exactly happened at the panel?" Ginny asked Harry.

"Cheater Skeeter is what happened!" Ron interrupted.

"Skeeter was there?!" Fred was shocked.

"What did she say?" George picked up the conversation.

"Hermione's pregnant." Ron said flippantly.

"She's what?!" Ginny shouted as the twins just stood there smiling.

"Alright, Georgie, pay up." Fred smirked at his twin. "30 galleons, was it?"

"Yeah, yeah, shut up." George replied while handing over a small bag filled with 30 galleons.

"You took a bet on when Hermione would get pregnant?" Harry questioned the twins.

"Oi! She's NOT pregnant!" Ron shouted at his brothers.

"Give me back my galleons!" George snatched the bag of money from Fred's hands.

"Are you sure?" Fred grinned at Ron.

"Of course I'm bloody sure! Hermione's the brightest witch of her age! She's the kind of witch that would never slip up." Ron continued.

"Yes, but you're the kind of wizard that would." George retorted.

Hermione entered the kitchen after hearing the yelling from up in her room. She was going to set things straight even if it means embarrassing herself in the process. All eyes turned to her as she entered and the room fell silent.

"Listen, for the past year I have been taking certain potions that stop me from… menstruating. I started doing this just before we left to go hunting for the horcruxes. I didn't want my periods to distract me from the more important mission of defeating Voldemort. I'm still taking these potions."

"Is there even the slightest chance of you being pregnant?" Fred questioned hopefully after a moment of awkward silence, eyeing the galleons in George's hand.

"Not a chance. On top of the potions I used the contraception charm when we… you know. I even went as far as to take muggle precautions." She answered.

"Looks like I keep the money." George smiled at himself.

"For now." Fred responded grumpily.

Ron sat down on a nearby chair and let out a shaky breath.

"Come on, Ronnie. It's just some harmless betting." Fred tried to reconcile.

"It's not that. Don't get me wrong, I am pissed with you for gambling on Hermione, but at the moment I'm more worried about this new evil." Ron paused allowing a tense silence to flood the room. "What am I going to do?"

"Well, you're not alone. I'll be there with you. You're my best friend. I won't let you do this by yourself." Harry spoke clearly.

"Way to show us up, Harry." Fred sarcastically said.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked Fred.

"You beat us to the punchline. Now we can't offer our services. But no don't worry. We just love being left behind while our little brother tries to get himself killed." George replied.

"What about the joke shop?" Ron asked his brothers.

"We get more laughs out of you and Hermione." Fred responded.

"I think we'll cope." George chimed in.

"I'm in too." Ginny shared.

"Oh no you're not." Ron scoffed at his sister.

"You never let me help you!"

"We don't need your help!" Ron started to yell.

"Yes we do!" All eyes turned Hermione.

"We do?" All the boys spoke simultaneously.

"Yes. This won't be like last time. Last time we had an idea of who we were up against, his power and what needed to be done. This time we weren't given advice, we don't know what to do and we don't have much of an understanding of how powerful this evil is. It is all up to us and Dumbledore isn't here to point us in the right direction. We need all the help we can get."

"Ok, what do you suggest?" Harry was the first to ask.

"While I was in my room, I took the liberty to send out a couple of requests, asking for volunteers to help us, using my patronus."

"Did anyone respond?" Harry continued asking.

"So far, we have two yes's." She responded.

"Who?" Ron asked excitedly.


Disclaimer: Ron never had sexual relations with Mrs. Norris during the making of this chapter. In fact, he hasn't had sexual relations with the poor old cat ever in his life. It was a joke, people! Besides, Ronald isn't Mrs. Norris' type. Mrs. Norris has taken the time to ask that you review. Be kind to her and show her just how much you love her by reviewing this chapter.