Disclaimer: Read Chapter One!
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The story gets darker from here........
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Thicker than Blood
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Chapter 2: Lost and Found
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"RUN!" he yelled to the redheads behind him, his crystal blue eyes flashing fiercely behind his horn-rimmed glasses. "I'll hold them off!" "No!" cried his brother Bill, the oldest of them. "We can't let you this alone, Perce!" Closing his eyes, Percy just sighed. "Mum and dad *need* you. AND I am with the Ministry! It's my duty to stay behind! Now just go! HURRY!" A loud BOOM shook the Burrow. "Go! *NOW*!" hissed Percy. "If you don't, we'll all die!" "Be careful, brother." whispered Bill, leading his terrified younger siblings out the back door.
Percy turned to look at the other door into the kitchen. Standing there in jet-black robes was a tall man, slivery-blonde hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. The man grinned wickedly. Striding further into the room, he smirked. "Arthur leaves a mere *child* alone to defend his home and family. How CHARMING." he hissed, dripping with sarcasm. "I am *not* a child!" growled Percy, puffing up his chest in defiance. The man's hand struck Percy's so fast it was like lightning. Percy was on the ground. Leaning up, he spit a tooth and some blood onto the floor. Grabbing the front of Percy's robes, the man pulled Percy's face to his own. "*NO ONE* talks to Lucius Malfot that way!" he roared throwing Percy down to the floor once more. "You need to be taught a lesson for using that smart mouth of yours!" Lucius reached into his robes and brought forth a wand, long and shiny, as black as his robes. Pointing it at Percy he muttered one word. "Crucio."
Blinding pain seared through Percy's body; his inaudiable scream peircing through his mind. After what seem to him like hours, Percy barely heard Lucius chant "Finite Incantatum". The pain slowly began to subside, his mind becoming clearer. Breathing heavily, he looked up at Lucius with pure hatred. Lucius just laughed. "You're just like your father, boy!" he hissed.
"Imperio" Lucius whispered, his wand pointed at Percy once more. "Rise." was his command. Percy was forced to obey. "Father?" came a younger voice from upstairs. *I knew he couldn't have come alone* thought Percy. "There is no one here, all of their things are gone." the drawling voice continued. Percy looked at the stairwell. Standing there was a young boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, almost identical to the older Malfoy. "Hmmm." said Lucius, looking venomous. "Arthur is smarter than I thought. Well, we have his son. Let's see if we can *convince* him to come out of hiding." A wicked smile crossed his lips as he continued. "Check the house once more, Draco. Then burn it down." "Yes, father." replied Draco, head bowed. He turned and went back upstairs. Lucius turned to Percy. "You will be coming with us." he said, smugly, leading Percy out the back door.
"Turn and watch your home burn to the ground." Lucius commanded. Forced by the spell that ensnared him, Percy had no choice but to tun and face The Burrow, watching helplessly as the events unfolded. Draco's scream echoed through the dark night, "Incindendo!". Flames burst out all around the Burrow. Quickly it was engulfed. Percy's face twisted with rage watching his home burn. *He will not get away with this* he thought. *I will stop him yet!* The flames grew higher as the Burrow slowly turned to ash.
When all that was left of the Burrow was smoldering embers, Lucius turned to Percy once more. "I'll deal with you later." he said, coldly. "Stupify." With the sounds of the fire ringing in his ears, Percy's world went dark.
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Bill turn around to look at the flames licking at the night sky. "There's no going back now." he whispered to himself, a frightened Ginny grasping tightly to his arm. Silent sobs shook trough the young girl, and Bill pulled her close. Bill turned to Charlie, who was prodding at a tree stump in the silent forest that surrounded them. "Have you opened it yet?" he asked. "Almost!" was Chrlie's reply. "Got it!" he cried. The tree stump opened up revealing a stone staircase leading down to what appeared to be a long damp tunnel. Charlie motioned for their other brothers, Fred, George, and Ron to enter the tunnel. Silently they crept down the stairs. "Give me Ginny." said Charlie, "We'll start heading down the tunnel." Bill picked up his sister and handed her to Charlie, who entered the passageway. Bill waited for almost a half an hour in the cold, before looking once more toward the remains of their home, flames still brightning the sky. "Good luck, Perce," he whispered, "I waited as long as it was safe to." Entering the tunnel himself, he muttered an incantation. The enterance closed and sealed, invisible once more.
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The story gets darker from here........
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Thicker than Blood
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Chapter 2: Lost and Found
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"RUN!" he yelled to the redheads behind him, his crystal blue eyes flashing fiercely behind his horn-rimmed glasses. "I'll hold them off!" "No!" cried his brother Bill, the oldest of them. "We can't let you this alone, Perce!" Closing his eyes, Percy just sighed. "Mum and dad *need* you. AND I am with the Ministry! It's my duty to stay behind! Now just go! HURRY!" A loud BOOM shook the Burrow. "Go! *NOW*!" hissed Percy. "If you don't, we'll all die!" "Be careful, brother." whispered Bill, leading his terrified younger siblings out the back door.
Percy turned to look at the other door into the kitchen. Standing there in jet-black robes was a tall man, slivery-blonde hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. The man grinned wickedly. Striding further into the room, he smirked. "Arthur leaves a mere *child* alone to defend his home and family. How CHARMING." he hissed, dripping with sarcasm. "I am *not* a child!" growled Percy, puffing up his chest in defiance. The man's hand struck Percy's so fast it was like lightning. Percy was on the ground. Leaning up, he spit a tooth and some blood onto the floor. Grabbing the front of Percy's robes, the man pulled Percy's face to his own. "*NO ONE* talks to Lucius Malfot that way!" he roared throwing Percy down to the floor once more. "You need to be taught a lesson for using that smart mouth of yours!" Lucius reached into his robes and brought forth a wand, long and shiny, as black as his robes. Pointing it at Percy he muttered one word. "Crucio."
Blinding pain seared through Percy's body; his inaudiable scream peircing through his mind. After what seem to him like hours, Percy barely heard Lucius chant "Finite Incantatum". The pain slowly began to subside, his mind becoming clearer. Breathing heavily, he looked up at Lucius with pure hatred. Lucius just laughed. "You're just like your father, boy!" he hissed.
"Imperio" Lucius whispered, his wand pointed at Percy once more. "Rise." was his command. Percy was forced to obey. "Father?" came a younger voice from upstairs. *I knew he couldn't have come alone* thought Percy. "There is no one here, all of their things are gone." the drawling voice continued. Percy looked at the stairwell. Standing there was a young boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, almost identical to the older Malfoy. "Hmmm." said Lucius, looking venomous. "Arthur is smarter than I thought. Well, we have his son. Let's see if we can *convince* him to come out of hiding." A wicked smile crossed his lips as he continued. "Check the house once more, Draco. Then burn it down." "Yes, father." replied Draco, head bowed. He turned and went back upstairs. Lucius turned to Percy. "You will be coming with us." he said, smugly, leading Percy out the back door.
"Turn and watch your home burn to the ground." Lucius commanded. Forced by the spell that ensnared him, Percy had no choice but to tun and face The Burrow, watching helplessly as the events unfolded. Draco's scream echoed through the dark night, "Incindendo!". Flames burst out all around the Burrow. Quickly it was engulfed. Percy's face twisted with rage watching his home burn. *He will not get away with this* he thought. *I will stop him yet!* The flames grew higher as the Burrow slowly turned to ash.
When all that was left of the Burrow was smoldering embers, Lucius turned to Percy once more. "I'll deal with you later." he said, coldly. "Stupify." With the sounds of the fire ringing in his ears, Percy's world went dark.
~~*~~
Bill turn around to look at the flames licking at the night sky. "There's no going back now." he whispered to himself, a frightened Ginny grasping tightly to his arm. Silent sobs shook trough the young girl, and Bill pulled her close. Bill turned to Charlie, who was prodding at a tree stump in the silent forest that surrounded them. "Have you opened it yet?" he asked. "Almost!" was Chrlie's reply. "Got it!" he cried. The tree stump opened up revealing a stone staircase leading down to what appeared to be a long damp tunnel. Charlie motioned for their other brothers, Fred, George, and Ron to enter the tunnel. Silently they crept down the stairs. "Give me Ginny." said Charlie, "We'll start heading down the tunnel." Bill picked up his sister and handed her to Charlie, who entered the passageway. Bill waited for almost a half an hour in the cold, before looking once more toward the remains of their home, flames still brightning the sky. "Good luck, Perce," he whispered, "I waited as long as it was safe to." Entering the tunnel himself, he muttered an incantation. The enterance closed and sealed, invisible once more.
