Ron had been left in one of the interrogation rooms alone. He had no idea what was happening, he had been brought in, questioned, and taken back to his holding cell. They had done this a few times, allowing him little sleep, demanding answers from him. He knew he was in for the kiss, he had taken the mark, and he wouldn't deny it if he could. Something was different this time, he was not sure what, but he knew it was.

Moody came into the room, leaving the Weasleys in the hall, but they would soon come in. He was not usually one to let this, but after what the boy pulled, he knew he should. Of course since the victim was Harry, he had no trouble getting permission.

Ron sneered when he saw who had come into the room. "Well if it isn't Mad eye, sent you in hopes of scaring me into talking?"

Moody sneered. "Too good for you boy, there are others to deal with you."

Ron was about to say something when his family came into the room. "Oh a family reunion, how sweet."

Moody went to leave. "Make sure he is alive when I come back, I am sure Severus will want a piece of him too."

Molly looked at her son. "How, how did you join that man? After how my dad and your Uncles died, how?"

Ron shook his head. "Mum you know this is a mistake, I…."

Charlie ripped up Ron's sleeve to show the mark. "Going to deny this? How many people did you kill? How many secrets did you sell?"

There had been raids, members of the order and ministry had almost been lost, and no one knew how. They had their suspicions there had been an insider, and in reality they had believed it was Fletcher, and at least once it was. The fact was the man was greedy, and his stealing got him in trouble, and he sometimes had to get out of it. He had not been arrested, as he had not done anything criminal, just yet.

Ron was hiding a sneer. He had joined them that summer, and though he had not raped or killed yet, he had been proud to take the mark. He had spent his entire life hearing stories of his Uncles, and now Harry.

Ron shrugged. "Sick and tired of being the side kick, over shadowed by my brothers. Sick of my family favoring my friend over me."

Arthur was irate. "You were our son, we loved you, as we love all of our children. Don't you dare use it as an excuse for murder."

Ron's head snapped towards him. "Murder? So I did kill Harry after all."

Bill grabbed his brother and almost struck him. "No you didn't kill him. You killed Katie."

Ron looked a bit shocked by that. "Katie?"

Molly was in tears. "You killed our daughter in law and her unborn baby. You killed them, their blood is on your hands."

Ron shook his head. "I didn't know she was pregnant. And I didn't mean to kill her, we were after her husband."

Percy spat. "Didn't mean to kill her? Just to torture her and hand her husband over to his death? So much better."

Ron had never seen his family like this before and watched as they turned to leave. "You have to help me, I'm your son, you have to."

Arthur turned to look back at him. "You're no longer a son of ours. The last time you'll see us is when you are on trial."

The family left the room, shocked to the core, by his words. They had known he had taken the mark, but some part of them hoped, there was some remorse. Peter had at least been scared, he had betrayed the Potters to save his own skin, not out of jealousy like this. He was not their family, he joined the murdering mad man who killed Molly's family and so many others, he was not family.

They headed for Godric's Hollow where the others waited, Severus and Remus had reluctantly left their son. None of the students came, it was not safe, they would be at the school one. A stone was placed two spots over from Lily, a place left for Severus, Remus to be by Sirius.

Severus knelt and looked at the stone. "Katherine Elizabeth Bell-Snape, beloved daughter, sister and wife."

Molly looked at the name under her name, and under a picture of an angel, on the same stone. "Lily Caroline."

Remus shook his head. "Her name should have been on a birth certificate." The stone had the angel they never knew, and her conception date.

Arthur looked at them. "I'm so sorry for what our son has done. I can't believe he has done this."

The couple were assured no one blamed them, they had raised six amazing kids, they could not be blamed for Ron. Severus thought of his son, unconscious back at the school, unable to be here to see his wife laid to rest.

Severus bent and kissed his son on the brow. "I don't know how, but I'll help you get through this somehow."

Everyone who knew Harry was worried in the morning. He had woken, but he was not responding at all. His eyes were blinking, he would eat and go the bathroom, but he wouldn't speak. His dad had tried to enter his mind, but he found a block so strong, he didn't think even Voldemort could have entered Harry's mind. If he was not so worried about his son, he would have been happy his son had made such progress. He was reminded Harry was in pain, he was buried behind the emotions right now, and struggling. Severus was just used to his son, he was always emotional, and this was terrifying to him, beyond any words. The others shared his feelings.

The funeral was set for the great hall in the morning. Albus had offered to officiate, but the Bells even said no, and chose Filius. They said their daughter had always liked him, her favorite teacher, and it was right. Filius was a bit surprised, but he was honored.

Fleur looked to her husband before they were to join the others, alone with Harry. "We should take him."

Fred had come into the room. "I don't even know if we could get him to go, and it might not be any good for him."

Bill shook his head. "He is there, and if he misses the funeral for his wife and daughter, he may never forgive us."

Fred moved towards the bed and nodded. He looked at Harry. "Harry, we're going to take you down to the funeral."

Bill used a spell to turn Harry's pajamas into clothes. "I hope we're right about this."

Severus had come to check and was happy to see they got him out of bed. "Poppy is allowing me to take him to our rooms after."

Poppy thought it might do him some good, to be out of the wing, where his wife had died. She thought he might do better in his own room, reminded he had never liked the hospital wing to begin with. Severus and Remus had both thought like Bill and his wife, no matter in what shape Harry was in now, he should be there. It took two of them, but they got Harry down to the hall.

There were two photos at the front, no coffins. One was of Katie, they realized on her wedding day, looking radiant to be married. And the other, was a sonogram picture, the one taken the day before the wedding, the only picture that would ever exist of Lily.

Bill watched as many people made speeches, like Angelina and Alicia, Severus now up front. "They are expecting Harry to talk."

Fleur looked at Harry who was holding to their hands, he had squeezed them. "Perhaps you should."

Bill looked at Harry. "Should I speak for you Harry?"

In response Harry seemed to let go of his hand, and when Severus was done, Bill went up to the front. He knew perhaps the twins would be better, and they had said stuff each already, as they had known Katie so well. But Bill was reminded he was not only Harry's big brother, but had served as his best man, and knew this was his place now.

He went up. "Harry is lost in his pain right now, and unable to speak to you. I know he appreciates all your love and support, I was honored to stand by him, when he married Katie, he was happier than he had ever been. Katie was the love of his life, and he'd have been so happy about the baby. He told her, he wanted to marry her, for three days or three decades. It seems such cruel fate, it was the shorter of the two. Katie was an amazing woman, her love and strength, was a life line for Harry. It is said the greatness of a person is measured by how many people will remember them and love them when gone. Katie was definitely great."

When he sat back Fleur kissed him. "I am sure you did him proud."

Bill felt Harry squeeze his hand, and returned it. "I hope I did."

Severus came over when it was done. "Your words meant a lot to the Bells. I am going to take my son to his room."

They took him down to the dungeons, and settled him into his bed. There was a lunch up stairs, but the Bells and Weasleys, as well as friends like Hermione and Luna remained. They had all been visiting him in the hospital, hoping he would show some reaction, but they had got none. They remained well into the afternoon, but they eventually left, the Bells to rooms they had been given.

It was a few hours later when Severus went to check on his son and found his bed empty and cloak gone. "Oh Merlin, Harry where are you?"