Tonight was the night. The Order was going to chase after Voldemort. Everyone was ready. Half of the Order was going to fight him. The other half was going to be back up. Unfortunately, the Weasley kids were still at Grimmauld Place. Ginny was forced to watch them. Everyone knew Rachel was going to suffer somehow and she would call for Ginny as her lifeline. Ginny hated it.

It was midnight. They were to follow Snape to other Death Eaters, and eventually to Voldemort. The Order set out. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Neville, McGonagall, Remus, Tonks, and Hagrid were few people in the first group. They traveled millions of miles to a snowy hilled area. The Death Eaters were there, waiting for them. There were at least 80 of them. Snape was amongst them. They were all huddled around in a circle. The first half of the Order walked up to them.

"Where's Voldemort?" Harry said.

"The Dark Lord will not arrive until you defeat all his loyal servants," Lucius Malfoy said.

"Fine with me," Harry replied. He shot out a spell at them and two fell to the floor.

An all-out war had begun.

Everywhere you looked spells were being fired. Snape instantly killed the Death Eaters by his side. Harry was trying to get away from all the fighting. Dumbledore ordered him not to fight with anyone, ONLY Voldermort.

Members of the Order were fighting bravely against the Death Eaters. Some members were on the ground hurt, while other members apparated out of nowhere, ready to fight.

Remus was fighting with Peter Pettigrew. Harry wanted to kill him himself because of what he did to his parents, but Lupin made him leave.

Hermione was fighting two Death Eaters at once. Ron was fighting Lucius because he killed his father. Neville was fighting Draco.

The amount of Death Eaters reduced rapidly. Harry could finally see what the Death Eaters had been hiding. It was a little girl crying on the ground. It was Rachel.

"Hermione!" he screamed.

At that moment, Bellatrix started to duel with him. Harry started throwing curses at him. Hermione saw what Harry was talking about. She could do nothing to save her daughter. She was still fighting the two Death Eaters.

"Ron, Rachel!"

Ron turned to where Rachel was screaming and crying. He was the only one not fighting. He ran up to Rachel, who was roped up and tied to the ground.

"Rachel, honey," Ron said.

"DADDY!" she screamed. "HELP ME, DADDY!"

"I will honey, I will."

"Ron, DON'T help her!" Harry screamed. He was still dueling Bellatrix.

"WHAT IN BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, HARRY?" Ron shouted back.

"DON'T HELP HER, RON" Hermione shouted. She was only fighting one Death Eater now.

"WHY NOT?" Ron was confused. Why couldn't he save his own daughter?

"SHE'S POSSESSED, RON!" Harry screamed.

"WHAT?"

"SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHO HER FATHER IS, RON!" Hermione screamed. "SHE DOESN'T KNOW YOU'RE HER DAD!"

Ron understood what they said. He couldn't save his own daughter because she didn't know who he was. That was an ultimate low for him.

"DADDY! HELP!" Rachel screamed.

"RON, YOU HAVE TO GET RID OF HER!" Harry shouted.

"WHAT? KILL HER?"

"YES!" Harry replied.

"I CAN'T! SHE'S MY OWN DAUGHTER!"

"YOU HAVE TO RON," Hermione shouted. "SHE'S FULLY POSSESSED BY VOLDEMORT! THE LITTLE GIRL ISN'T THERE ANYMORE! YOU HAVE TO KILL HER!"

"Fine," Ron mumbled. "I just want you to know, baby girl, that I love you."

He pointed his wand at the crying, sobbing, tied up girl.

Fifty million miles away, Ginny Potter fainted.