A/N: And I'm back into the swing of things Please as always review and favorite please

Ch. 8: The Fight

The days leading up to the wedding were filled with preparations. Mrs. Weasley kept us all busy, hoping that if our attention was focused on something else we wouldn't dwell on Mad-Eye Moody's death. Order members came and went, bringing news of horrible deaths, mysterious kidnappings and mass murders of the muggles. I stayed away from Harry the best I could, hiding my true feelings behind a mask. The day before the wedding final arrived and I was walking up to Ron's room to get him and Harry for dinner. The twins and Ginny had decorated outside with purple and gold streamers and balloons since it was Harry's birthday. My own birthday was the next day but since the wedding was on it, Mrs. Weasely combined our birthdays into one. I was about to knock on the door when I heard Hermione almost yell at Harry.

"We told you a million times we are not backing out! Why do you think I modified my parent's memory and Ron transformed that goblin to look like him? We did it to protect our families so we could go with you!" she sounded close to tears. What the hell were they talking about?

"She's right Harry; we are not backing out now. And that is final!" Ron sounded angry. He then sighed and asked:

"When are we going to leave?"

"First thing in the morning after tomorrow. I don't want to deal with your mum trying to get us to stay…" Harry sat down on the creaky cot. They were leaving?! But why would they leave the protection of the Burrow?

"And Jessie and the Order also." Hermione added after a few seconds of silences. I quickly racked my brain for the reason why they would leave like this and then it dawned on me.

"Of course! They must be talking about the job that Dumbledore left for Harry! They must be planning on going after those objects… but how could they leave us at a time like this?" then I just lost it, I completely lost it. All the emotions I had felt over the past few days boiled up as I threw open the door, banging it against the wall.

"What the hell are you three thinking? You can't leave!" All three of them looked startled at me.

"You can't leave, you just can't! It's too dangerous out there…" Ron cut me off before I could continue.

"Jessie, it is none of your damn business what we do!"

"Yes it is my damn business Ron! What if it was you who died instead of Mad-Eye? What if Hermione had died or even Harry? We don't need anymore deaths; we already lost too much…" Harry suddenly got up and roughly pulled me out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

"Jess, calm down! It's none of your business what we do." He kept a grip on my upper arm.

"Harry, why do you have to leave? You're safe here, they will never find you here, and there are too many different safe houses you could be in."

"Jessie every second I waste, someone is being killed, kidnapped, or tortured. Families are being torn apart, destroyed. I have to go and finish what Dumbledore started."

"Isn't there someone who could do it?"

"He picked me as his equal; I'm the only one who can defeat him." his grip loosened and his hand dropped to his side. I tried to grab his hand but he moved away.

"Harry, please don't go. I don't want anyone else to die…" I tried again to take his hand but he moved away again.

"I don't have a choice, if I don't go and do this, no one will and he will win…" he turned away from me.

"Harry, please come back to me!" my heart cried out as I moved to hug him "Remember the times we had together, forget the war and come back to me!" I had almost wrapped my arms around him when he shoved me aside. I stumbled backwards and hit the wall with my right shoulder. I screamed in pain as Ron opened the door just in time to see me clutch my shoulder as if it would stop the pain. Before Harry could do anything, Ron was standing in front of me, protecting me. Neither of them said anything, it was almost as if they were having a conversation telepathically until Harry broke the peacefulness.

"Ron, get out of the way, everything is fine."

"Why should I move? So you can beat Jessie up even more?"

"Ron I didn't mean to…"

"Why don't you quit saying all that crap and tell the truth!"

"I am telling the truth! It was an accident, I didn't mean to…"

"Yeah right you…" Ron was cut off by Mrs. Weasley's call from down stairs.

"Jessie! Ron! Harry! Hermione! Dinner's ready!" her voice was covered with sweetness, way too much sweetness.

"Come on Jess, we better get down before she sends someone up here to get us." Ron glared at Harry and followed me to the stairs and down them.

"There you are! Come on, everyone is waiting for you outside." Mrs. Weasley led the way to the garden. I quickly looked around and saw Tonks and Lupin standing off to one side talking with Bill and Fleur. I immediately headed over to where they were. Tonks was sporting her usual bubblegum pink hair and was simply glowing. Lupin seemed a little out of it, as if something wasn't right but he shook it off when he saw me coming.

"There she is! I still can't get over it, it seems like only yesterday you were a little girl who called me your older sister and now you're a grown woman." Tonks hugged me tightly.

"Happy Birthday Jessie," Lupin handed me a small flat square box "its tradition that when a witch or sorceress comes of age, she receives a piece of jewelry that is passed down from mother to daughter in her family." I tore off the paper and opened the box. Inside was a beautiful locket with a paw print engraved on the top. I opened the locket to find a photo of my parents with a two year old me with them.

"It was your mothers. She would have wanted you to have it." Lupin quietly said. I suddenly felt like crying. I knew she would have given me it or Dad would have if they hadn't died but just to see how happy we were, how hopeful for the future they had been broke my heart.

"Thank you Lupin, thank you…" I hugged him.

"I wonder what is keeping Arthur. He should have been home by…" she was cut off as a silvery glowing weasel appeared out of nowhere and opened its mouth and Mr. Weasley's voice came out of it.

"The minister is coming with me. Get ready." It disappeared as fast as it had appeared.

"See you tomorrow Jess." Lupin and Tonks hurried to the garden fence and after hopping over it, dissapearted. I took the moment of chaos to go inside and run upstairs to the twin's old room. I locked the door and threw the box, paper and locket on one of the beds. I opened my trunk and found an old photo album. Flipping through it, I easily found the last photo that I had taken with Dad. We were standing side by side in front of the Christmas tree. He had his arm wrapped around my shoulder and I was waving at the camera, laughing and smiling.

"Why did you have to die Dad? I barely got to know you and then you're gone for good…" the tears started and I let myself cry. I threw myself onto the bed and cried until I fell asleep, the photo album still open and the locket clutched in my hand.

A/N: things are starting to get really interesting! See you in the next Chapter!