The lone figure stepped out of the Dark Forest and into the clearing, overlooking a very familiar sight. Once his home, this valley was where the last vestiges of the old wizarding world was holding out. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had become a battle ground yet again, but this time Harry James Potter was the attacker, claiming what is rightfully his, claiming his empire.

At his back more witches and wizards step out with him ready to fight...and die at his command. Many of his old peers were with him including Ginny Potter, his ever faithful and loyal wife. But there were those who stood, regrettably, against him. His two best friends Ron and Hermione Weasley; although, soon, all would regret their decision. He looked back to see masses of troops ready to go at a moments notice and so he lifted his want, The Elder Wand in front of himself and all who saw quickly became deathly quiet.

Mrs. Weasley stood in the main courtyard at her former school, taking in all the memories of her life long past gone. A silent tear ran down her cheek at the thought of losing it all, but she soon felt someones presence and quickly brushed the tear away. She saw Professor McGonagall, and current headmistress at Hogwarts, heading her way with a worried expression on her face.
"Ms Granger it is so good to see you again." She pause and sees her wedding ring. "Oh dear, it must be, Mrs. Weasley now,
no?
"Yes it is headmistress," replied Mrs. Weasley,"but please call me Hermione."
"Of course Mrs. Weasley." Hermione slowly shakes her head. "But enough chit-chat, we have important matters to attend to."

And as quickly as she came, she turned around and left with Hermione hot on her heels. Professor McGonagall took Hermione through a series of lefts and rights until she no longer knew where she was in the castle anymore. Finally she stopped in front of a wall and they waited. Slowly the wall dissolved and a door appeared into what she could only think of as the new Room of Requirement. As they stepped through the threshold, the door dissolved again and all that was left was a wall. Inside was a group of very familiar face gathered around a table of papers and maps. Most of the Weasley's were there except for Ginny and her husband whom she had not seen more many weeks. All she wanted to do was to run up to him and kiss him, but she couldn't help be hear the conversation that was going on.

"... indicate that the enemy has broke through the first line without a single loss and that Harry is heading assault." Said Ron. The others in the room look worried and one voiced what everyone was thinking "How can we defeat an enemy that has cheated death, on multiple occasions? He now brings with him an army and runs through our defenses like a knife through warm butter. What are we going to do? How can we stop him?" Arthur Weasley has been through two wars like most of the Order, but this third one was taking its toll on him.
"There is only one surefire way to stop him Arthur and I am afraid you are not going to like it." Said Kingsley Shacklebolt. Kingsley had been the Minister of Magic after the Second Wizarding War, not more than 5 years later did he lose that prestigious position once the Ministry of Magic fell once again.
"Oh no, not my daughter!" Exclaimed Molly Weasely. On the day that the Third Wizarding war started, the first thing Potter did was find he beloved bride to be, but the was a hitch to the plan. When Harry arrived at the Burrow, Ginny was nowhere to be found. Furious with rage, Harry found Molly coming back through the floo network and demanded to know where Ginny had gone. Not giving an immediately response, Harry used the Cruciatus Curse on her until she gave up the location. She likes to argue that she lasted for hours against Harry's onslaught, but the sad truth is that she only last minutes. She was found in a coma-like state that took her weeks to recover from.
"No!" Exclaimed Mrs. Weasley. "No! I will not allow you to have harm come to my daughter. She may obsessed with that lunatic, but I will not allow you to use her as a tool in your little plots."
"Molly, honey, please, be reasonable. Our daughter is our only link to Harry. She can help us bring him down and bring peace to our world."
"And you Arthur, I cannot believe that you are accepting this plan. What if she gets hurt, what if HE hurts her? I cannot, will not imagine a world without her. I've already lost one child, I will not lose another!" Her mention of Fred made everyone flinch. She was fuming, no one had seen her this way since she fought Bellatrix half a decade ago.
"Okay Molly, just please calm down, we won't talk about Ginny in that way anymore. Now please come with me so you can rest. We are all going to need all the energy we can muster in the next couple of hours."
Arthur's words were all met with approving nods and with that the meeting was adjourned. From the corner of his eye,
Ron saw Hermione standing near them taking all that was said in. He quickly rushed to her side and hugged her to get her out of her entranced state.
"He's close, isn't he?" Asked Hermione. Not a little worry in her voice at all. Ron quickly saw through this façade.
"It doesn't matter now," Ron said calmly,"what matters"
"No it does matter!" Hermione cut him off. "We were his best friends Ron, why couldn't we see what he was feeling,
why couldn't we see what he was planning. All the clues were there, he had even suggested it to us and we dismissed it entirely."
"I don't know my love, but we have been through this before and it only leads us to fighting again. I don't want, what may be our last moments together, to be awful." Ron said, trying to calm her down.
"What if we leave now and join him, then he would spare us. We can live our life's together. We can have a family."
"No! I will not abandon my mother, my father, and my brother. They're all I have left." Wrong choice of words and he regretted them instantly.
"All you have left?!" Her voice was calm, but menacing. She could burst out at any moment, but her choice of anger was to scare Ron to death. "What about me Ronald, what about our child?"
Ron looked at her confusingly. "Our child?"
"Yes, our child. Are you willing to risk our child's life because your family is ALL you have left?" Ron was too excited to think about anything else but the fact the Hermione had said our child. "When did you find out? How far along are you?"
"IT DOESN'T MATTER RON!" Screamed Hermione. Everyone looked their way and Ron shrunk to the size of a mouse. Hermione glared at the others staring and the quickly looked away. "Now tell me, before I lose my head, what would you rather do? Lose me and our child forever, or have a family with me under his rule?" Ron, took a quick second to think about it which Hermione was finally happy to see him thinking about it. At long last,
"Fine, we go tonight." And with that, they retired into their quarters for the evening.