life: Salute New chapter right here (Sir/Ma'am)!
Temporary Insanity: Sorry about that, I got you confused with Ides of March -and thank you, I was worried that it was badly written.
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Ron was glad Hermione was here. It was just so hard to lose a brother -Ron hadn't even seen Charlie in a while, because of him training. He wanted to cry -but he wouldn't.
He numbly watched Dumbledore start his speech, only to be interrupted by Harry's, "Sir!" Harry's pallid face was alert, and conveyed urgency.
Ron saw the look that passed between them.
Voldemort was coming. How dare they? At his brother's funeral. He gritted his teeth in fury.
He and Hermione detached themselves as the Aurors moved to form a circle around everyone. Dumbledore's voice rang out, "Everyone, we need to leave right now. Voldemort is coming; Gather around, quickly."
Those who had been watching in confusion now let out cries of terror, their eyes widening in shock and terror.
Aurors hurriedly handed out portkeys, and Ron watched as groups disappeared. He went to stand behind Harry, and they watched dark clocked figures approach. He grabbed Harry's shoulder, "We need to apparate!"
His best friend shook his head, "Too late -they have one of their portable apparition barriers."
Oh hell.
He looked back -Bill, the twins, Percy, Ginny, and his father were still here, surrounded by bodyguards; Dumbledore had remained with them. They were making sure everyone else got out; There just wasn't enough time.
He strode over to them, "Dad, we need to get you out of here." He ignored the frantic conversations nearby; He was in training as an Auror, and his father was the Minister of Magic. They could not afford for him to be captured.
Aurors were taking cover among the gravestones, and preparing themselves. Mr. Weasley looked at his youngest son, "There aren't anymore portkeys."
"I'm afraid we have no choice; Some of us are going to have to make a stand. Arthur, you are going to have to take the rest and retreat to the edge of the graveyard as fast as you can." Ron considered this -they would have to move in waves, two waves covering while the last retreated, and switching constantly if they wanted to move fast. His father looked as grave as Ron had ever seen, knowing that as the minister he could not be captured by Voldemort.
Hermione moved passed him and grabbed his father's arm. Ron frowned at the intense look on her face -she was preparing for something. "Everyone over here!"
"Ms. Granger?" Dumbledore questioned? She said "I'm going to need your help," and began chanting, holding up an amulet. Dumbledore seemed to understand, as he reached over and grabbed the amulet, starting the chant himself.
Ron watched her, "Hermione -what?" But she didn't respond, and he trusted her. He would leave her be to do whatever she was doing, no doubt saving their asses.
Harry stood at the edge of the group, partially behind a tall gravestone. He was with a group of Aurors and a few able guests that had remained behind to provide what defense they could. Light had just begun flashing between the groups.
Ron quickly ran over to join his best friend. A few feet away from Harry he had to stop and yell out a counter charm for a nasty hex headed his way,
He moved up beside Harry. "Hermione's doing something -we need to buy her time."
"Right," Harry responded.
Ron didn't see Percy move of behind them.
Harry's wand flew from his fingers and he automatically twisted, punched Percy, and reclaimed his wand; Before he even identified his attacker. He had Ron's brother's arm twisted behind him so that he could not move.
"Percy!" Ron screamed, utterly furious. First Charlie dies and now Percy turns traitor?
Then Percy used his legs to shove himself and Harry out of the forming circle of magic.
Only, the barrier became solid enough in time to push Percy back.
…And Harry was locked outside the circle.
He heard Ginny's voice, yelling something.
Ron turned and yelled out to Harry, who was in the middle of cursing a Death Eater.
The raven haired man only looked at Ron and shook his head.
Damn it! He moved towards Harry to help, but found himself repulsed by the barrier. He yelled, "Hermione! Let me out!" but got no response.
He turned on Percy, who was just standing their, and pummeled him into unconsciousness. Bill pulled him off, and Ron screamed, "He pushed Harry outside!"
Bill looked for himself, shock written across his face, which soon turned to horror and disgust.
Harry was stuck on the other side. Ron punched the barrier in frustration.
Everything went black
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After taking care of Charlie, Harry looked around. There were a lot of people here; Ron and Hermione were quite well known, even apart from there association with Harry.
They had put their wedding off until after the war, which surprised Harry; He had never thought they would be able to wait that long, what with the threat of imminent death. They had lived together, but were holding off on the children until the were married.
He spotted Ginny, talking to someone he vaguely recognized, and then made himself look away. He did talk to Ginny on occasion, she being one of Hermione's best friends. Ginny had never joined the order, although she had kept her ties to Hogwarts. She had become a teacher there; Hogwarts positions were very prestigious, though some were too afraid to accept them.
Hogwarts was now partially in ruins, and the school had been moved. It was very much changed from what he remembered. Gone were the Houses. Hell, they even taught subjects differently.
She wanted to rebuild the old Hogwarts though, and had sought him out to help. He had readily agreed.
He felt Sirius approach him from behind, then Sirius' good hand on his shoulder. "They certainly look happy."
Harry grinned, "I have a feeling I'm going to have godchildren soon."
"You poor man." The man snickered at the look Harry sent him. "Your toast was almost as good as mine at your parents wedding."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Thanks." He had gotten used to making speeches, so it hadn't been to hard. He'd had qualms about mentioning Percy; He had disappeared during the war, but had mentioned him anyway. "How is Remus?"
His godfather's face tightened slightly. "All right. Mostly." Remus, as a high profile figure, had become the occasional target of werewolf haters. They had always been hated and feared, greatly so after the war. All his friends and Harry himself had advocated for Remus, which had made a major difference. But Remus, knowing full well that he had so much more than other werewolves, had set out to change things. "He mentioned an idea for a werewolf school. So many of them have little or no education…"
"Do you think that would work?"
"I-" Sirius frowned at something, and Harry turned to look.
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That flashback will be continued through a couple chapters.
