The girls raced downstairs, just in time to see Harry staggering towards the house, followed by Hagrid. Ginny ran at Harry and flung her arms around him, which of course, he reciprocated. Cassie simply smiled at them. Mrs Weasley was out of the house next, also greeting Harry with a hug, but a less intimate one.

'Is no one else back yet?' Harry asked suddenly, staring around at the empty surroundings. Mrs Weasley shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She blinked them away.

'Bill and Fleur missed theirs… and so did Ron and Tonks…' She explained, her voice almost faltering. Cassie thought it best to stand back, she was no part of their family, she had to right to intrude on their issues.

There was a gust of wind from somewhere nearby and a silhouette was visible in the darkening skies. Ron and Tonks. They landed on the ground, dismounted the thestral and greeted everyone with a nod. And shortly after this people began to arrive back. There was a sharp crack from inside the house as a port key returned one party safely home.

Mrs Weasley turned to Cassie. 'That'll be George and Remus…' Cassie smiled back at her and rushed back into the house. She gasped and stopped in her tracks as she saw the sight waiting in the living room. George was unconscious, and covered in blood down the side of his face and all over his clothes. It didn't take Cassie long to find the source of this – his ear had been completely ripped off. She couldn't move, she was rooted to the spot. Remus Lupin glanced up at her as he started to mop up some of the blood.

'He's fine.' He told her. Cassie swallowed and nodded.

'W-what happened?' She asked, slowly approaching the scene.

Lupin sighed. 'He got his by a pretty nasty curse. But he'll be fine.' He repeated. Cassie held onto George's hand, she didn't even know who she was trying to support, George or herself. She blocked out everything that happened around her, as people began to filter into the living room. She missed the look of sudden horror on Fred's face as he saw his brother in that kind of state. He was crying almost instantly, and didn't even bother trying to hide it, all he could think of was what he'd do if he lost George. They were a double act, it just wouldn't be the same…

'Whatcha crying for?' George muttered, his eyes slowly opening and grinning at his brother. Fred smiled back at him, his eyes still watering. 'Alright, Cas?' George smiled at her. She returned it gladly, a weight suddenly lifted when he regained consciousness. Things were alright now, George was going to be fine. Remus managed to charm George's none existent ear so that it would heal and put a bandage around his head. George was fine, sitting up and talking to everyone again, it was like it wasn't even affecting him at all. Everything would be alright.

Bill wandered into the room, and hung in the doorway silently. Gradually people turned to him, expecting him to say something. He couldn't seem to bring himself to say whatever it was. He drew breath and said;

'Mad-eye Moody is dead.'

And there was a silence.

Things were quiet after that. Dinner didn't happen, no one felt in the mood to eat even Mrs Weasley's cooking, and that was saying something. The night set in, and Cassie sat staring out of the window in the twin's room. It must have been around midnight. Fred had fallen asleep and George was sat opposite her, in silence. As Cassie glanced down at the path leading to the house, she saw someone. At first she was scared in case it was a Death Eater, but when she took a second look, she realised it wasn't. It was Harry Potter. He had a back-pack and he seemed to be hurrying away from the house.

'My God, what's he doing?' She muttered. George followed her gaze and set eyes on Harry.

'No idea… is he leaving?'

'I'll go and check.'

She was out of the room and halfway down the stairs before George could even reply, let alone stop her.

She caught up with Harry outside, and grabbed the back of his bag. He halted quickly and spun around, wand at the ready. But Cassie was one step ahead, and held hers straight to his neck.

She shook her head. 'Drop it,' He dropped it. 'what are you doing? Sneaking around at night? Not planning on leaving are you?' She said quite patronizingly.

'Thought I might. I'm only causing trouble, aren't I? I mean, look what happened to your boyfriend because of me!' He said heatedly.

'Because of you?' She repeated. 'You really are thick aren't you. He didn't take that curse for you! He took it for something much more important than Harry Potter!' Cassie told him hotly, almost yelling.

'People aren't going to all this trouble for you! It's for the good of the wizarding world, Harry! And until you get that into your head, you're never truly going to understand. Now, I suggest you get back into that house – think what people will do if you're not here for Bill and Fleur's wedding.'

'If I'm honest with you, Cassie, I don't really think weddings are the most important thing right now, no matter who's it is.' He retorted, trying to shake his bag free of her grasp. She yanked the straps off him and slung it over her own shoulder, then smiled.

'Harry, get back into the house,' She told him. He didn't move an inch. 'or I'll set fire to your bag.' He trudged back inside, and Cassie followed him, a satisfied smile on her face.