Make Me Happy
Chapter Thirteen: A Voice Within
'Young
girl, don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl, it's all right
Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly
Young girl, don't hide
You'll never change if you just run away
Young girl, just hold tight
And soon you're gonna see your brighter day '
-'A Voice Within' by Christina Aguilera
Disclaimer: I know where this story should end, but it's getting there that's the problem… bare with me!
The front door to the Burrow opened as Charlie, Amelia, with their children, Oliver & Rachel walked in loaded with shopping bags.
"We're home!" Amelia called sweetly, hanging their jackets on the coat rack in the front.
"Hmm… that's weird. Doesn't seem like anyone's here," Charlie said picking Rachel and going up the stairs carefully. Amelia took Oliver by the hand and followed her husband up.
"Hermione? Ginny? Katie? Gina?" Amelia's voice trailed off as they walked down the long second-floor corridor.
"In here, Amelia!" Angelina's voice escaped from a room at the very end of the hall.
"Gina?" Amelia smiled as she walked into the room where every Weasley newborn or toddler was playing contently on the floor or napping. "Where are the rest?" She let go of Oliver. He plopped down next to Christopher and Jonathan playing their mini-quidditch board game.
"PJ, Marinda, Little Fred, Zenith, Alura, and Catrina are all outside playing Quidditch. Everyone else is in here napping or… getting into trouble. STOP THAT, EMILY!" Angelina yelled as the little red head threw the pink tea cup on the floor at her twin sister's feet.
"You're letting the kids play Quidditch unsupervised outside?" Amelia asked curiously as Charlie walked to their room to put a drowsy Rachel to sleep.
"PJ's twelve and the rest our no younger than 7. I think they'll be okay." Angelina blew a stand of stray hair out of her face.
"Where's everyone else?" Amelia started cleaning up random toys around the room and putting them back in bins along the walls where they belonged.
"Well, big news," Angelina sighed and looked at her sister-in-law. "Ginny's gone missing and Hermione's in labor."
Amelia gasped. "So I take it you got stuck here watching all the children while Ron, Harry, Fred, George, and Bill go look for Ginny and Fleur, Molly, and Katie are with Hermione at the hospital!?"
Angelina nodded in return.
"Don't Penelope and Percy get back from their ministry trip tomorrow?"
Angelina nodded again. Amelia sighed and shook her head.
"Well, what do you need me to do?" Amelia asked quickly.
"Go see if Hermione's okay and report back with news." Amelia nodded obediently and went to find Charlie to tell him what was going on.
She collided with him in the hallway, not minding where she was going.
"Amelia, you okay, hon?" Charlie held her by the arms and looked down at her. She nodded.
"I must go see if Hermione's okay, she's having the baby and all…" Amelia pulled away from him and disapparated right outside of St. Mungo's.
"Ron!" Ginny exclaimed, relief flooded her body.
"Don't' move." Kevin smirked, he knew she couldn't move if she wanted to.
"Who are you?" Ron commanded, his wand still pointed at Kevin's chest.
"Kevin Morgan." Kevin stood stock still, hoping that Ron wouldn't kill him when he found out about him and Hermione.
"The missing doctor from St. Mungo's?" Ron looked flabbergasted. "Missing means no one knows where you are… which means you aren't here and you aren't kidnapping six big guys' little sister."
Kevin shrugged and grinned evilly, squinting his eyes at Ron.
"Oh, no, six big guys… I shudder at the thought. Shaking in my boots, you know," Kevin nodded in a smart alec way.
"You should be." Ron wasn't even shaking or nervous at all. If he had to kill this guy to get his little sister back, then so be it.
"So what is the big man going to do to me?" Kevin asked, looking at Ron with a sarcastic scared face, large eyes and a quivering bottom lip.
"Tell me what you're doing here with my sister because if I found out you… violated her, you're in for it, man, not that you aren't anyway…" Ron glared at Kevin still making that stupid face.
"Why should I tell you that? What are you going to do? Perform an illegal spell on me? OH, NO!" Kevin cried out with sarcasm. Ginny pulled at her bindings again wanting so bad to just walk up and slap him in the face.
"TELL ME WHAT YOU DID TO MY SISTER!" Ron's temper flared up now, his face turned beat red. "YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES!"
The little bell attached to the door to WWW gave a little ring as a familiar red head stepped through it for the millionth time in his life.
"Hullo, Caitlin," He waved at the woman working behind the counter, trying to console his solemnity, as he walked into the back rooms to the wooden door with gold, shining letters carved into it which read:
Frederick Weasley, President
He stopped and unlocked it with the many keys in his pocket. As he stopped by the fire to floo into the hospital and see how Hermione was doing when he heard shuffling and what seemed to be yelling in the apartment upstairs that belonged to a school friend of his and George, Samantha Conan. He killed the curious side of himself flaring up inside as he took a handful of gray floo powder until he heard a familiar scream from upstairs.
Fred dropped the gray soot back into the jar quickly and raced up the stairs located at the end of the corridor which lead to a hallway which had the door to the apartment at the end, where Ron stood stock still, wand in hand.
Fred came up behind him as he spotted Ginny and a man lying on the floor, obviously unconscious, come into view over his brother's shoulder.
"What's going on?" Fred demanded.
"Fred!" Ginny's anxiety was dying down.
Ron lowered his wand as he and Fred rushed to Ginny, untying her from the chair.
As they worked to undo the spell, Ron began to explain.
"I came in and he was standing there and he told me about he and Hermione… and he tried to grab his wand and I yelled stupefy and now he's on the ground and…" He couldn't go any further before Fred interrupted him.
"I'll get it from Ginny. Hermione's in labor at St. Mungo's."
Ron stopped and looked at his brother who had just successfully been untied from the wooden chair. She stood up, stretching, the tear stains still prominent on her pale cheeks.
"Labor?" Ron stuttered.
Fred nodded and Ginny smiled for the first time in all day.
"What are we waiting for?" Ginny asked in a cheered voice.
"I'll take care of Kevin, and get the guys, you two just go to the hospital and we'll be there ASAP." The two nodded and disapparated immediately.
"Half a million? What a crock!" George was infuriated.
"I'll pay it." Harry chocked on his own words.
"I know you will, lad, but not alone, the family will help," Bill patted his brother-in-law on the shoulder as the three sat in the kitchen, awaiting news of any kind from anyone.
"Harry!" Fred's voice called from the living room as he ran into the kitchen.
Harry stood abruptly, knocking the chair he was sitting in backwards.
"She's okay, she's at St. Mungo's with Hermione now," Fred sighed and Harry looked even more worried, running to the fireplace with his three brothers following close behind.
The four of them stepped in together and threw a large amount of floo powder together.
"St. Mungo's!" Echoed through the room as a green flame engulfed all four of them, leaving nothing but an empty fireplace behind.
[Author's Note – Wow, this was the hardest chapter I've EVER written. I'm sorry if it sucks. I think there is one maybe two chapters left.]