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A/N: well it's finally up. Sorry about the wait, and the depressingly shortness of the chapter. I snookered my self. Couldn't think of ne thing else to write /sigh/. Well I've got to go to class next. English- how fun. (I'm finishing this off in my free.)
Chapter 11
It took Harry a couple of days for Harry to get through the initial shock of it all. What had happened, but then he was hunting for Ron, as he had scarpered when Snape was done with him. The remaining Weasleys had decided to help, as well, Harry couldn't deny it off them. This was like going to find a needle in haystack. First they had tried the place where the ritual was, but it had been cleaned out. The crucifix that Harry had been tied still stood and the dreaded gun. But apart from that nothing. They could have been anywhere in the country, and Ron was probably close to Voldemort and well, Harry being connected to him. That was a good point, but Harry didn't want to find Voldemort none of them were ready to fight the 'big boss man'. They next decided to try the Riddle house at Little Hangelton to see if Voldemort had decided to make camp there now. But he didn't sense that Voldemort was there but Harry wanted to double check just in case. There was evidence that people had been squatting here relatively recently- but it was probably some homeless people as the house had been abandoned for the past sixty years or so. "Can you think any other places?" Harry asked. "Well.no.I guess there is." Fred said shyly. "What?" Harry asked. "There was this abandoned church that we used to play when we were kids, but.no it's stupid." "Oh yeah I remember that place." Ginny said laughing slightly at the memory. Harry shrugged. "It's worth a try." Harry said. "In your village yeah?" All three of them nodded enthusiastically.
~~x~~
The Weasleys village was a muggle village so like normal every one was very weary around them, woman shielded their babies from them, like they were going to curse them or turn them in frogs. Harry however was holding his wand out which couldn't have added the user friendliness with the muggles. Harry walked up fast to the old church, which was just behind the current one. A pearly white building, while the abandoned one was an old discoloured sandstone one with door hanging off. Walking fast up to it, the others, following behind him. Voldemort wasn't there, he could feel it, but he a strange feeling that some of the Death Eaters were. Not all of them followed Voldemort around the country. Instead the Dark Lord gave them 'assignments' so to speak, to carry out. So following his female intuition, or whatever the male version of it was called, Harry kicked the door open and splinters of wood went flying around. And lo' and behold there were around eight or ten Death Eaters sitting around a table playing cards. As Harry smiled evilly at them all of the evil gits stumbled up from their chairs and pulled out their wands, clumsily. And there hovering in the background was Ronald Weasley. Ignoring the other Death Eaters Harry ran up to him and pulled Ron out literally by his ear, and out to the daylight. "Why did you do it?" Harry ordered. "What?" "Everything." Harry stated, pinning him on the wall. They were getting quite a crowd of the Muggles. "Why don't we start at the beginning."
"What? David Copperfield style? I was born I grew up." "Yeah to be one hell of a evil bastard!" "Tsk tsk, Harry language." Ron said, grabbing hold of Harry's wrist. "People are dead because of you. And people like you. You don't deserve to live." "Shouldn't my siblings be making that decision?" "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." Ginny said quietly more to herself than to Ron. He took in a deep breath, "Going to kill me then?" he was completely sober about it as well, as Harry raised his wand to Rons' chest. But Harry always found it hard to kill he normally avoided it. But Ron, wasn't the Ron he knew. Lupin and Sirius were prepared to kill Wormtail because he had betrayed them. 'Ron betrayed Snape, and me. He deserves to die' but like normal, he found he couldn't do it. So he lowered his wand and threw him to the twins. "You decide, he is after all, you brother." He said. The twins looked at Ron like he was a horrible bug, and over the years the twins had shown no mercy over Death Eaters, so as Harry turned away he could just see the flash of blinding green light, and hear a soft thump.
A/N: well it's finally up. Sorry about the wait, and the depressingly shortness of the chapter. I snookered my self. Couldn't think of ne thing else to write /sigh/. Well I've got to go to class next. English- how fun. (I'm finishing this off in my free.)
Chapter 11
It took Harry a couple of days for Harry to get through the initial shock of it all. What had happened, but then he was hunting for Ron, as he had scarpered when Snape was done with him. The remaining Weasleys had decided to help, as well, Harry couldn't deny it off them. This was like going to find a needle in haystack. First they had tried the place where the ritual was, but it had been cleaned out. The crucifix that Harry had been tied still stood and the dreaded gun. But apart from that nothing. They could have been anywhere in the country, and Ron was probably close to Voldemort and well, Harry being connected to him. That was a good point, but Harry didn't want to find Voldemort none of them were ready to fight the 'big boss man'. They next decided to try the Riddle house at Little Hangelton to see if Voldemort had decided to make camp there now. But he didn't sense that Voldemort was there but Harry wanted to double check just in case. There was evidence that people had been squatting here relatively recently- but it was probably some homeless people as the house had been abandoned for the past sixty years or so. "Can you think any other places?" Harry asked. "Well.no.I guess there is." Fred said shyly. "What?" Harry asked. "There was this abandoned church that we used to play when we were kids, but.no it's stupid." "Oh yeah I remember that place." Ginny said laughing slightly at the memory. Harry shrugged. "It's worth a try." Harry said. "In your village yeah?" All three of them nodded enthusiastically.
~~x~~
The Weasleys village was a muggle village so like normal every one was very weary around them, woman shielded their babies from them, like they were going to curse them or turn them in frogs. Harry however was holding his wand out which couldn't have added the user friendliness with the muggles. Harry walked up fast to the old church, which was just behind the current one. A pearly white building, while the abandoned one was an old discoloured sandstone one with door hanging off. Walking fast up to it, the others, following behind him. Voldemort wasn't there, he could feel it, but he a strange feeling that some of the Death Eaters were. Not all of them followed Voldemort around the country. Instead the Dark Lord gave them 'assignments' so to speak, to carry out. So following his female intuition, or whatever the male version of it was called, Harry kicked the door open and splinters of wood went flying around. And lo' and behold there were around eight or ten Death Eaters sitting around a table playing cards. As Harry smiled evilly at them all of the evil gits stumbled up from their chairs and pulled out their wands, clumsily. And there hovering in the background was Ronald Weasley. Ignoring the other Death Eaters Harry ran up to him and pulled Ron out literally by his ear, and out to the daylight. "Why did you do it?" Harry ordered. "What?" "Everything." Harry stated, pinning him on the wall. They were getting quite a crowd of the Muggles. "Why don't we start at the beginning."
"What? David Copperfield style? I was born I grew up." "Yeah to be one hell of a evil bastard!" "Tsk tsk, Harry language." Ron said, grabbing hold of Harry's wrist. "People are dead because of you. And people like you. You don't deserve to live." "Shouldn't my siblings be making that decision?" "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." Ginny said quietly more to herself than to Ron. He took in a deep breath, "Going to kill me then?" he was completely sober about it as well, as Harry raised his wand to Rons' chest. But Harry always found it hard to kill he normally avoided it. But Ron, wasn't the Ron he knew. Lupin and Sirius were prepared to kill Wormtail because he had betrayed them. 'Ron betrayed Snape, and me. He deserves to die' but like normal, he found he couldn't do it. So he lowered his wand and threw him to the twins. "You decide, he is after all, you brother." He said. The twins looked at Ron like he was a horrible bug, and over the years the twins had shown no mercy over Death Eaters, so as Harry turned away he could just see the flash of blinding green light, and hear a soft thump.