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I honestly didn't think that there was any chance of death eaters anymore. Harry Potter had saved us from him. That's why the twins, Charlie, and Bill had thought it safe to wrestle. They stayed quiet because they feared the wrath of my mother more than the Dark Lord's. We had to stay in hiding because of the death eaters. They could still be at large. I didn't think they would dare come out for fear of being exposed. They could be identified and shipped off to Azkaban. See, I told you I was a smart kid. That's why I felt I would be safe going upstairs. It didn't cross my mind that there would be trouble. Yeah, you're right. Maybe I wasn't so smart.

I continued up the stairs.

***

We had just knocked into the table when I heard it. Something had landed on the roof. We all froze. We stared at the ceiling like idiots. Finally, Charlie poked me. "What was that?" he whispered.

"I don't know. You keep the twins here. I'll go check it out." I whispered back.

"Bill, don't. Let's just wait for mum." I could see the pleading in his eyes. It broke my heart. Of course, I couldn't tell him that. I would be mocked to no end.

"Fine. Let's just get Percy and Ron, and we'll hide where they told us too." They of course being my mum and dad. We had been tought to hide under the stairs in the tiny closet there. They had enchanted the door so that it looked smaller than a mousehole. Plus, since it was in the corner, you almost couldn't tell it was there, but when you grabbed the teeny handle, it grew to fit us all in, and then shrank back to make it teeny again. Impressive, huh?

I went to get Ron, and Charlie went to get Percy. I gently picked up the baby, trying not to wake him, and started to make it out of the room. The door banged open. Ron woke up. He started crying. I swore under my breath when I saw who it was.

"Charlie, did you have to do that! Look what you just did!" I failed to notice how his face had blanched. I was to busy doing the charm that made it impossible to make sound on Ron. Another trick I had been taught. I hadn't wanted to do it, I hate doing spells on my family, but I had no choice.

"Percy, he's not there." I almost dropped Ron.

"What do you mean? He has to be there!" I was almost hysterical.

"You don't think it was him? Do you?" We had heard how he went over to the Longbottom's flat. Mom had yelled at him *quietly* for over an hour about how that was dangerous and reckless and how we could have lost him. He knew all that. He just wanted an escape. He didn't say it. He didn't have to. It was a known fact between brothers. Charlie and I had Hogwarts, the twins had each other, and Ron was too young to care. Percy had books. We didn't get to many of those very often, and the same one can get boring after a while, so we understood he wanted an adventure. We understood, we didn't approve.

"Probably. Go check the attic window." My stomach dropped as I said those words. I went downstairs to the stairs. I was putting Ron in the twins lap when I turned around to see Charlie, if possible, even whiter. I knew the answer.

"Fred, George, I need you two to stay here until I get back. Watch Ron, and please don't drop him this time if he needs a new diaper. Understand? I'll be back in a little while." I whispered. Hopefully mum wouldn't get back until I was back. "Charlie, get in."

"No, I'm coming." He said fiercely.

"Charlie, I'm not debating this with you. Get in." I said, just as fierce.

"You're right. We're not debating this. I'm going." Honestly, I didn't want to go alone, but he couldn't go. He could get hurt.

"Charlie, get in."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"We don't have time for this. Get in."

"I'm going. We better hurry before mum gets back."

"Damn it. You two, keep Ron quiet if you can. Don't make a sound. If mom gets back, tell her where we went. Okay?"

"Okay." Fred and George said in unison.

With that, we made our way out the back door and into the night.

***

I could hear voices upstairs. I was still in detective mode, so I decided to sneak up there and surprise them. I'm the one that got the surprise.

I can still hear their voices in my head. Sometimes in my dreams, and sometimes when it's just really quiet. I hear them now because I'm running toward them. The voices. My tormentors.

"Please, don't harm them. I'm the one you want. Don't touch them." Mr. Longbottom said in a deadly tired voice.

"Just tell us what you have done to our master! Where is he?" one of the hooded beasts screamed.

"I don't know! I told you that! Please, let us be."

"Crucio." The beast breathed. Mrs. Longbottom started shaking and screaming. I now knew what they were here for. You-know-who had disappeared after he had met his downfall in the baby everyone was talking about. I started to back away.

"Where is he?" a female voice seethed.

"I don't know! Please stop! She doesn't know any more than I do! Please!" Now Mr. Longbottom was hysterical.

"Crucio." She said. Now it was Mr. Longbottoms turn to scream. I turned to run. I ran into a table knocking a vase to the floor. It shattered into a million pieces. Just like the teapot is what went through my head. Then I ran.

*Crawling in my skin

Consuming all I feel

Fear is how I fall

Confusing what is real

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface

Consuming/Confusing

This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending

Controlling/I can't seem

To find myself again

My walls are closing in

[Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced

That there's just too much pressure to take]

I've felt this way before

So insecure

Discomfort, Endlessly has pulled itself upon me

Distracting/Reacting

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection

It's haunting, how I can't seem.*



Song by Linkin Park--Crawling