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Three days ago
Lucius Malfoy. Bill Weasley. Charlie Weasley. Percy Weasley. George Weasley. Ron Weasley.
How had it come to this?
Lucius Malfoy was the leader. He had made sure no one was in any doubt about that. They were moving out on his signal. He had obtained the information that the pair would be home at that time.
Ron almost couldn't believe all this was happening. He couldn't believe his sister would betray them like this. He couldn't believe that he'd gotten caught up in all this.
There was no going back when Lucius Malfoy summoned them.
They had all Apparated to different points, each an equal walking distance from the block of flats. It was almost as if Percy and Lucius had had a lot longer to plan this than they'd let on.
Ron had been trying to keep a brisk pace. Of course, he had no idea what he'd do if he got there first. He was saved from having to find out by Lucius Malfoy, who somehow managed to draw alongside him and still look effortless.
"It has been a long time," Lucius said. "A long time since I've done something like this. I miss the good old days."
"If you've any more confessions like that, you can swing by the Auror department later, and I'll write them down," Ron said. Lucius gave a chuckle.
"Now, Mr Weasley, today you and I are accomplices."
"We aren't Death Eaters."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
Ron did not respond to that. Soon they arrived at the block of the flats, their wands out. The others were there almost in the same instant. They said nothing. They had planned this all through.
Bill waved his wand and opened the front door. The six men walked calmly into the building. Before they'd even set foot in the building the Muggle cameras in the building had all shut down by George's wand. Charlie had cast the spell that silenced their movements.
They walked calmly up the stairs, brushing past a young woman who had forgotten about them before she reached the bottom step. Lucius took the lead position, making a sweeping motion with his cloak every time he turned around a corner, until eventually they reached the fourth floor. Ron moved to step and take the lead, but Lucius put an arm out.
"Patience," Lucius said, pulling his wand with the other hand. "This will only take a moment."
Lucius knew every ward his son had placed on the door. Even so, he was more than content to let Ron enter first. Percy and George moved up behind him, wands at the ready. Ron twisted the knob...
Percy and George seemed to be through the door before they even opened it. There was a flash as two wands sailed away from the sofa, and the couple entwined there sprung from their chairs.
"What's-?" Ginny began, but she never finished. Percy and George were already racing forward and had grabbed Malfoy, pulling him down to slam him across the ottoman. Ginny screamed, but Bill and Charlie had her in their grasp, and they slammed her across the sofa.
"No, no, no, no!" she shrieked, breaking down into tears. "Please, no, don't do this!"
"It is for the best, Ginevra," Lucius said calmly, pushing the door closed behind him.
"What is going on?" Malfoy sobbed.
"You have disappointed me for the last time, my son," Lucius explained. "Ronald, if you would."
Ron stepped forward. His wand already raised above his head. He drew level with Malfoy's head.
"Ron, please," Malfoy begged.
"Sectumsempra!" Ron hissed, bringing his wand straight down. Malfoy's head was severed instantly. Ron watched as Malfoy's head rolled across the floor, somehow managing to land at his father's feet. Ginny wailed, but the senior Malfoy did not flinch. He kicked his son's head aside and stepped towards the ottoman.
"And so the Malfoy line ends," he said with no trace of emotion. He perked up a little as he turned to Ginny. "Now, Ginevra, it is your turn."
"Bill, Charlie, I love you," Ginny wept. "Please, why are you doing this?"
They dragged her across from the sofa, kicking over Malfoy's body to place her where he had been moments before.
"Ron, please," Ginny pleaded again. "Why?"
"You have betrayed us," Ron snapped at her. "You had an abortion! You murdered Harry's baby! After all he's been through, all he ever wanted was a family and you took it from him without even asking!"
"Ron, please, I didn't want to hurt anyone," Ginny wept. "I love him."
"Harry, or Malfoy?" Ron demanded. He grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up to look at him. "Who did you love more? Did you love Harry? Or Malfoy? ANSWER ME, YOU WHORE!"
"I loved them both."
"LIAR!" Ron roared. He stamped on her hand, breaking it instantly. "Did you think we wouldn't notice?" He took her limp hand and ripped the engagement ring from her finger.
"Ron, please, I'm your sister. Don't do this."
"SECTUMSEMPRA!!!"
And she wept no more. She breathed no more. Ron held her beautiful face in his hands. He looked down upon it, and was surprised at how little he felt. He tossed it to Lucius.
"This is yours," he snapped. Lucius sneered, before moving to deposit it somewhere he deemed suitable.
"We should go," Percy said. "The silencing charms ought to have held, but I don't want to take the chance that someone might have phoned for help. Ron, you'll have to leave the ring."
"No," Ron growled. "People can't know they were engaged. I'll leave the ring, but in his room. Let them think he never asked her." He was talking more to himself at this stage.
He found the box easily, and stuffed it into the first drawer he could find. He returned to the room, and was for a moment taken aback by the carnage that he'd left behind.
"We're all damned," Charlie said, looking around the room. "What have we done?"
"What needed to be done," Ron said. "We stick together now. Mum's going to need us to help her get through this. And the girls."
"What about Harry?" George asked. "Do we tell him?"
"No," Ron replied. "Of course not. What do you think he would do if he would out? It would crush him to know how she betrayed him. We'll bury them separately. I'll make sure someone else takes the case on at the Auror department. There will be no evidence. At worst, they'll check for hair. They'll never be able to tell our hair apart from hers." He couldn't bring himself to say her name.
"Very good, Mr Weasley," Lucius said. "I hope we can work together more in the future." He gestured to allow Ron to leave before him.
"No, Malfoy, you leave first," Ron said. "Then I'll call the Aurors. I don't trust you not to try and plant evidence against us."
"Oh, Mr Weasley," Lucius said with a grin. "You know me too well."
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