A/N Hope you liked the last chapter, kept you guessing have I? Just kidding, and without further ado… I give you chapter 12.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. The author, J.K Rowling does.

Chapter 12- All good things must come to an end

"HARRY! GINNY!" Ron screamed trying to shake them into consciousness. "WAKE UP!"

"How did this happen?" Ron thought enraged. "I've got to help them! But how? It's too late, they have no pulse, they're out cold.. They can't be, they just can't be… dead." Ron winced at the thought, and then desperately checked his sister's and his best friends pulse again.

Nothing.

"Oh please, no!" Ron cried. "HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!" He screamed in rage. "I need help! I've got to save them! I can't go back to the Burrow, that would do me no good at all, the hospitals can't do anything, they're already dead." Ron grimaced at the thought of loosing both of the people he loved in less than one day.

"MAGIC!" He yelled, "There must be something someone can do…"

And with another crack, Ron left the disturbing scene.

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Ron appeared inside of the Ministry of Magic's main floor. He knew his way around; he knew just where to go. Ron ran as fast as he could down the long corridors, bumping into dozens of people on his way. He jammed the elevator buttons impatiently, and finally it came.

Ron reached the sixth floor, and continued his sprint through the building.

"If Mac Tebz is still here, he can help me!" A/N: Mac Tebz is my own original character, just so you understand.

Ron finally got to his destination, he was standing before a large wooden door, that was closed. On the outside the name "Mac Tebz" was carved into a board. Ron pounded agrily on the door.

He heard grumbling inside, "Hold on one cod-pickin' minute!" The door swung open violently, "YES?!" A tall skinny man appeared before him with dark brown hair, and blue eyes, he was even taller than Ron was. "Oh hello Ron, haven't seen you in awhile I was just…."

"Please I need your help! It's an emergency!" Ron said in a panic stricken voice.

"Well come one in lad, have a seat." The man told him, closing the door once again.

"I haven't got much time. I need your help." Ron said out of breath.

"What is it son? What's got you all riled up?" the man named Tebz asked concerned.

"It's my sister, Ginny Weasley, and my best friend, Harry, I'm afraid someone has murdered them!"

"Murdered them? Whatever do you mean?"

"They didn't show for dinner, and after we waited for over an hour, my mum sent me to find them. They had been at Harry's flat together. I apparated there, the door was unlocked so I let myself in, and they were just…" Ron cut off, remembering the chilling faces of his best friend and sister staring straight through him. "Laying there. Dead."

"Your sure?"

"YES I'M SURE!" Ron yelled loudly, causing the man to take a step back.

"I don't know what you want me to do Ron, you know you can't bring back the dead." Mac told him calmly.

"I know but, well your in charge of monitoring time, and I was hoping that you could reverse it so that they could live!"

"I see." Mac said turning away from Ron, pondering his request. "Mr.Weasley, if the Minister found out, I would loose my job. I don't think I can do that."

"Please you must! If they find out I'll take the wrap, I'll go to Azkaban! Just please help them!" Ron cried frantically.

The man looked at Ron's face, seeing how upset he was. "Very well Mr.Weasley, but I will hold you to your word should that day ever come. How long ago did this happen?"

"I 'dunno, a few hours back." Ron told him.

"I see." He said again. "You must understand Ron that this cannot be undone again. Where were you twenty-four hours prior to this event?"

"I was at my friend Hermione's house, so was Harry and Ginny. Why? What's that got to do with anything!"

"THAT, has everything to do with it. You must keep your sister, and your friend from leaving that place, that is the only way to prevent this from happening again, do you understand?"

Ron nodded.

"Good. You must also understand that you alone will be able to remember what happened today, well and me of course, but you must NEVER repeat what happened, or serious consequences will arise." Tebz continued.

Ron hesitated for a brief moment, but then nodded in agreement.

"Remember these rules Mr.Weasley, for if you break them, you will not see the light of day ever again." He warned.

"yes I understand." Ron said solemnly. "Thank you, I cannot thank you enough."

"Your very welcome. I'm going to perform the spell now, are you ready?"

Again, Ron nodded.

"All right then."

The room began to spin, Ron's head ached, and he felt sick he was spinning so fast. Before he knew what had happened, Ron was back in Hermione's yard, the fire crackling in front of him. Ron opened his eyes, which he didn't realize he had ever closed.

"Ginny Weasley… will you do the honor of marrying me?"

A/N Please review, this was another short chapter, but tell me what you think. I'm still open to story suggestions!!!!!