"Alright, let's try this one more time alright?" George said the evening
that they were going to catch the woman impersonating Katie's mother.
"I'll do the sound proofing as soon as we get in the door, then we'll go and find her, if he's there, I'll stun him, and you'll stun her then we'll bind them up and take them to the Ministry." Katie recited their plan without hesitation.
"Ok, now we just need to make sure that all of our charms are good." He said. "You cast a silencing charm on here and I'll go out into the hall and listen." They had all ready done this several times, but they had to make sure everything went perfect.
Finally, after they both practiced their stunning, disarming, and binding spells a few times, they changed their appearance, and soon were on their way out to the Muggle side of London. They never got a second glance as they swiftly walked to the tall apartment building and took the stairs up to the fourth floor.
They were almost in a run when they reached apartment 4C. They slowed down and caught their breath, just to be sure that they weren't any louder than they needed to be. After the listened carefully, they head only the sound of the TV in the living room and a few grunting snores every so often.
Katie unlocked the door with a simple charm and they crept into the kitchen. She put a silencing charm on the room, and then they crept into the living room. Both occupants of the apartment were sitting in front of the TV. The lady was snoring, and the man just staring with a blank, and rather vacant expression at the television.
Katie cast yet another silencing charm, only this time it was on the living room. The man, who was in some what of a trance from the looks of it, didn't even notice the pale blue light that filled the room when the spell was cast.
Just as they were about to move from behind the doorway from the kitchen to the living room, the man stood up and started to walk toward them. George looked over and saw that Katie had her eyes squeezed shut and she was holding her breath. George grabbed her arm, almost causing her to scream, and pulled her under the kitchen table just before Harold walked in.
The tall man looked around suspiciously, but to George's great relief he didn't look under the table. He sighed with relief, forgetting that the man could still hear him, even if there were silencing charms on the room, they only kept people outside from hearing what was going on inside.
Harold, unfortunately, heard this. He snuck up on the other side of the table. Before either Katie or George could get their wands ready to do a spell, Katie was standing with her arms held behind her back, Harold's wand pressed into her temple.
Harold saw a flash of George's wand, and quickly disarmed him. Nothing was going according to their plan. Once the tall man had both of their wands, in addition to his, a huge smile spread on his face and he called for the woman called Bella.
She of course couldn't hear so the man just shrugged his massive shoulders and smiled his nasty grin at the two teenagers he caught.
As he studied Katie's face, his smile grew even nastier, if possible. "Hello, Katie," he sneered. "Nice seeing you again. Did you really think that those hair charms would throw me off?"
Katie shook her head a little. She was intimidated by the large man that was holding his wand to her head. George moved to go out from under the table, but the man was too fast for him and stunned him before he realized what was happening.
"George!" Katie gasped, struggling to get away from the large man that was holding her to get to her friend.
"Oh, shut up." Harold snarled. He then whispered a few spells and her eyes and hair were back to normal. She looked down, how could she have been so stupid to think that it would work? After the man was done with her, he set to work on George, binding him with thick ropes and sitting him in the corner by the fireplace.
"Now." He started, sitting Katie down and binding her as well. "Would you care too tell us where you've been?" Katie glared at him, but wouldn't say anything. His eyes flickered with anger. "You silly girl. Where the hell have you been hiding?" he asked again, this time almost yelling.
"Why should I tell you? You're the one that wants to kill me." She said, just as loud. She struggled against her tight ropes
Harold laughed, it was a cold laugh. "I don't want to kill you, Master wants to kill you." He said, still chuckling. Katie narrowed her eyes at the large man that had her bound up and sitting in a chair. She glanced over at George. She noticed that he was awake, but not moving or making noise so he wouldn't draw attention to himself. When she looked over at him, he smiled a tiny, weak smile to show that he was ok.
"Now, why don't you just make this easy and tell me." Harold said, smiling his cold smile again. She still wouldn't speak, and only glared at him.
"Heh, your little boyfriend is out cold still.I'm sure he won't mind waking up to a huge jolt of pain."
"He's not my boyfriend." Katie said, narrowing her eyes at Harold who was currently twirling her wand between his fingers.
"Whatever." He said, rolling his eyes. "Come on, I think it's time you go and meet my master." He glanced over at George again. He tossed his wand over toward him, not really concerned when it hit him in the chest. "He'll be out for a few hours from the looks of it. I'll come back and get him." Harold said as he grabbed Katie and apparated away.
George sat in the corner, staring hopelessly as the tall man with dark hair apparated way with his best friend. Suddenly a great feeling of dread came over him. 'I'm never going to see her again.' he thought, staring around wildly, searching for a way to get out of the ropes.
Katie found herself in a dark room. It had a large fire, but it didn't seem to be giving off much light, or heat for that matter. She shivered slightly in her tightly binding ropes as she was helplessly being levitated along behind Harold.
"Master, I brought the girl." He said, bowing down onto the floor. As the high back chair that was facing the fire turned around, Katie shivered again, but this time it wasn't from the cold damp air, or the eerie darkness. The man, if that's what you wanted to call him, had red eyes with no pupils, no iris, nothing. It was solid red, sitting at his side was a small man that was shaking violently, staring into the fire that was blocked from view before because of the position of the chair.
"Very good, very good indeed. Are you sure it's the right girl?" the man asked. He had a low, cold voice and he had a sick smile on his face. His red eyes seemed to be watching her, but she couldn't be sure.
"Yes Master, Caitlyn Bell." At this statement, several thoughts went through Katie's mind. She wasn't sure weather she should tell them that they had the wrong person, or just to let them think that she was Caitlyn Bell.
"Very good, Porter, very good." Voldemort said, he was definitely looking at her this time. His whole head was turned in her direction. "She's such a pretty little thing too, isn't she?" He said. Katie wasn't quite sure how he could see her, but she tried not to look too revolted at his statement.
"Yes, Master, yes she is." Harold said, still kneeling on the ground, Katie bobbing around in the air behind him.
"Bring her to me." Katie watched as Harold moved his wand, causing her to go forward toward the red eyed creature that was Lord Voldemort. "Was there anyone with her?" He asked, his head turning away from Katie and back onto Harold.
"Yes, Master. Would you like me to bring him?"
"What do you think, Porter?" Voldemort hissed, his eyes flashed a little deeper red, and then were normal before Katie could give it a second thought.
"Yes, Master," Porter said, before aparating out, forgetting to take the spell off of Katie, causing her to crash to the floor and cry out in pain and surprise.
"Take her away Pettigrew; we'll have some fun with this one." Voldemort said, never taking his red eyes off Katie. The man that was shaking by the fire stood and whimpered a little bit. She could see something silver on his hand. It wasn't until her reached her that she realized it was his hand.
While Katie was in the office of Lord Voldemort, George was busy cutting his robes with the knife he transfigured his wand into. It was rather difficult at first because he couldn't move his hands very far from his sides, but once he got a few of the ropes off, it was becoming more and more easy.
Finally, after the last of the ropes snapped, he transfigured his wand back and crept to the doorway of the living room. "Expelliarmus!" he whispered when he saw that the strange woman was still asleep. He grabbed her wand that was soaring through the air toward him.
She woke up just as he was about to bind her. "Who the hell are you?" she demanded, reaching for her wand that had been on the end table moments before.
"I'm the guy who's going to turn you in." he said, smiling sweetly. He raised his wand, pointed it at her and enjoyed her fearful expression far too much before he finally bound her. "Now," he started, "we need to get you to Dumbledore don't we?"
"No, we don't." she spat as she started to change, the polyjuice potion was wearing off.
"Oh, yes we do," George said. "But you can't know where that is, so I'll have to do this," he said, still smiling as he whispered a sleeping spell, causing her to fall asleep and not wake up until he did the counter curse.
He walked over to the woman who now was much taller than she had been and had long, black hair, and grabbed her arm so she would go with him when he apparated to Grimmauld place. Just as he was finishing the incantation for apparition he heard a small pop from behind him. As the world started to spin, he saw Harold jumping to try and catch them, but they were already gone.
They landed outside of the town Grimmauld Place, behind the bush that they landed with their brooms the night they brought Katie. George led her up to the door, of course she couldn't see, or hear what was going on once they got inside, but George still had her bound and floating behind him.
"George!" Mrs. Weasley squealed when she saw her son. Then she noticed what was behind him, "Who's that?" she asked cautiously.
"I can't say right now, I need to talk to Dumbledore. Where is he?" Molly looked at her son suspiciously for a second before telling him he was in his office, at Hogwarts. "Are we on the floo network?" Molly shook her head, still looking at her son questioningly.
Without another word, George ran out of the house again and back into the bushes, hoping that no one saw them. He quickly apparated to the burrow, he knew it was connected to the network. He stunned the strange woman and sat her in the middle of the floor, making sure there was nothing she could use to break free if she woke before he got back, and dropped some power into the fire, stepped in and yelled Hogwarts, Headmaster's office.
He stepped out of the fire. It wasn't the headmaster's office, but he soon recognized it as the small chamber that you had to pass through to get to the office. He quickly knocked on the door. Dumbledore called for him to come in, so he flung open the door, startling the phoenix out of his sleep, and causing Dumbledore to raise his eyebrows slightly.
George quickly went into the story of events that had occurred that night. After he had finished, Dumbledore shook his head and smiled sadly at George.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley, but there is nothing that we can do about Miss. Bell now." As he said this, George looked down at his hands that were fidgeting nervously in his lap. "Now, if you would please go and retrieve the woman you claim to be impersonating Miss Bell's mother it would be a great help."
George stood and walked over to the fire that had sprung up in the large fireplace behind the magnificent desk. He stepped in and called out "The Burrow!"
Soon, he, Dumbledore, and the woman that Dumbledore identified as Bellatrix Lestrange were at the ministry, waiting to speak to the Minister of Magic.
"What do you mean he got away?" Lord Voldemort bellowed, his cold voice echoed off the walls of the dark house.
"They were leaving right when I came back. She must have untied him. There was no other way he could have escaped, Sir," the man cowered at his master paced in front of him, glaring at him, his wand in his hand.
"Yes, I'll have a talk with Lestrange later, but for now," a cold smile appeared on his face, "I do believe you've worn out you're welcome, Porter. Avada Kadavra!"
Katie watched from the room across the hall where the small man called Pettigrew had taken her. At least they hadn't gotten George. She sat back against the wall and waited. She didn't know what she was waiting for, and she certainly hoped it wasn't what she thought.
She was thinking about the Prophecy when Pettigrew came in again and took her back into the first room she was in. The body of the man, Harold Porter, was lying on the ground where it had fallen. There were a few more people in the room now, and she noticed that George was one of them.
"Now, I have called all of my most faithful followers to whiteness this. You should feel proud, Bell." He sneered, his voice held hints of excitement. She was still thinking about what she had heard at the apartment that day. Something about it was puzzling her. The name, there was something about the name of the person that they wanted to kill. Then it hit her. A small smile spread across her lips.
"What are you smiling about little girl?" Voldemort snapped, his red eyes turned on her. She didn't notice.
"You've got the wrong person." She said calmly.
Voldemort glared at her for a second before raising his wand and pointing it at her heart. "Say good bye little girl." A smile that could hardly be called a smile spread across his face. Smiles were meant to hold happiness, joy, sarcasm, but this smile was too cold to be any thing that a smile should.
Katie glanced over at George. As she heard the fateful words being shouted, realization clicked in her mind. It wasn't George that was standing in the corner bound and gagged, it was Fred. They must have caught the wrong person!
With this last thought, the burst of green light hit her. She suddenly felt very light headed followed quickly by a sharp pain searing throughout her entire body. The last thing she head was Voldemort's cold laugh, perhaps it was even colder than his smile, and the death eaters joining in as she hit the floor.
She was dead.
Epilog:
George sighed sadly as he looked at the five fresh graves in the ground. He had just gotten done speaking about each of the diseased.
First he spoke of Fred, his twin brother. He talked of all of the great times they had and how it should have been him that died. He was the one that was supposed to capture to watch Katie's demise.
Then he spoke of Hermione Granger who had been kidnapped during the night, as Harry was off fighting the Dark Lord. He talked about how they weren't the best friends, and they didn't know each other well but somehow she always managed to make him laugh with her motherliness and her crazy study habits.
Then he talked of Remus Lupin who had died from Peter Pettigrew's silver hand. As he talked about how great of a teacher he was, the large crowed that could not find it in their hearts to celebrate with the rest of the magical word looked down at their feet. He talked about how funny Professor Lupin was, and how he and Fred idolized him with out even knowing it.
He spoke about Colin Creevey, a boy about three years younger than he who had somehow gotten caught up in the mess. He spoke about how he used to chase Harry around with the camera, asking for autographs. He talked about the time that he helped them with a prank on Professor Snape. This caused a few chuckles through the crowd, of course, Snape not included.
Finally, he spoke of Katie. This was perhaps his longest of the small series of speeches. First he talked about how they had been friends for years and how she always wanted to be a healer or a teacher at a wizard primary school.
After he recalled several fond memories, he turned to the tail of how the Dark lord had been defeated. He told them all of how they escaped and found the body, how she had been captured and his narrow escape.
He told them about the Prophecy that they over head from the bathroom. Then he went into the tale that had been told to them all the night before, after the fall of Voldemort.
** (this is like a flashback thing alright?)**
George looked up as the door to the headquarters swung open. Harry walked in to the dimly lit house. He was carrying a body in his arms, and another was floating behind him.
"What happened? We've been worried sick about you!" George said, surprising himself at how much he sounded like his mother at that moment in time.
"Well..That's quite a long story actually." Harry said. "I don't have time. I need Dumbledore."
"He's upstairs"
**Later that night**
"I do believe that we would all like to know how this happened, Harry. Please do enlighten us." Dumbledore said as the group sat around the table.
Harry looked around at the faces that were filled with eager and sadness and then launched into his story.
"I found a note saying that Hermione was taken and that she would be found at Voldemort's hideout. It had the address but that's not important right now." he trailed off for a moment and then continued.
"I went to the address on the parchment and I found that Voldemort had a row of Bodies lined up. Hermione was one of them. She was the first one, and Colin Creevey was the second. Then there was Fred and Katie and Lupin." He shuddered a little. "Katie and Fred were already d-dead." He took a deep breath.
"Voldemort came in and started to talk about what at shame it was that I had no match against his new found powers thanks' to Katie. He told me about the prophecy and how he was able to do magic without a wand.
"That's when it hit me. I remembered in my first year, when I first made the quidditch team I heard Angelina Johnson and Katie talking in their side of the changing room. Angelina had said something about being lucky that her name was just plain Katie.
"I didn't say anything to Voldemort," a few of the people flinched but he didn't notice because he was looking down at his hands.
"He got irritated and wanted me to join him and dominate that world. I told him no and he killed Colin. He asked again, and I said no again. That's when he killed Hermione. When he asked me yet again and I still said no, he got frustrated with me.
"Lupin, who was stunned and slumped against a wall started to stir slightly. That gave Voldemort an idea. He told Pettigrew to go and poke Lupin to wake him up. I knew what was coming, so when Voldemort turned to watch Remus whither in pain because of the silver I shot the curse at the back of his head.
"I knew it wouldn't kill him, but I also knew he didn't have his wand with him, making it possible for me to at least weaken him. He whirled around, half of his face was missing, and I could fell my scar starting to burn even worse than it had been before.
"He yelled out the killing curse, but nothing happened. I hit him with it again, he was growing slightly transparent and the pain moved a little lower in my scar, the top part was completely empty of paint at all.
"Pettigrew was still poking Remus with the silver hand so I hit him with a stunning curse. Lupin had already died though.
"I hit him again, and he was getting even more see through and my scar hurt lower. I reached up to touch it, the only problem was that part of it wasn't there. There was only one little jag part left.
"Before I hit him for the last time, I glared at him and said "He name's not Caitlyn." Then I shouted the curse. I thought my head split open for a spit second, but then all of the pain was gone, and the mostly transparent Voldemort was slowly turning back into a Human. He was very old, all of his hair was gray.
"Much to my relief he didn't get back up. He was dead." Harry finished his story, he had tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes.
**
As George looked around at the other members of the funeral, he smiled to himself. Katie didn't die, she just helped the Hero.
a/n: Well, that's it. Thanks to fairy-girl91 and Yoshi-fan2003 for reviewing. It's the only reason that I continued with this! I hope you guys liked it.I think I tied up all the lose ends in this chapter, if you're confused about anything let me know! Thanks again.
"I'll do the sound proofing as soon as we get in the door, then we'll go and find her, if he's there, I'll stun him, and you'll stun her then we'll bind them up and take them to the Ministry." Katie recited their plan without hesitation.
"Ok, now we just need to make sure that all of our charms are good." He said. "You cast a silencing charm on here and I'll go out into the hall and listen." They had all ready done this several times, but they had to make sure everything went perfect.
Finally, after they both practiced their stunning, disarming, and binding spells a few times, they changed their appearance, and soon were on their way out to the Muggle side of London. They never got a second glance as they swiftly walked to the tall apartment building and took the stairs up to the fourth floor.
They were almost in a run when they reached apartment 4C. They slowed down and caught their breath, just to be sure that they weren't any louder than they needed to be. After the listened carefully, they head only the sound of the TV in the living room and a few grunting snores every so often.
Katie unlocked the door with a simple charm and they crept into the kitchen. She put a silencing charm on the room, and then they crept into the living room. Both occupants of the apartment were sitting in front of the TV. The lady was snoring, and the man just staring with a blank, and rather vacant expression at the television.
Katie cast yet another silencing charm, only this time it was on the living room. The man, who was in some what of a trance from the looks of it, didn't even notice the pale blue light that filled the room when the spell was cast.
Just as they were about to move from behind the doorway from the kitchen to the living room, the man stood up and started to walk toward them. George looked over and saw that Katie had her eyes squeezed shut and she was holding her breath. George grabbed her arm, almost causing her to scream, and pulled her under the kitchen table just before Harold walked in.
The tall man looked around suspiciously, but to George's great relief he didn't look under the table. He sighed with relief, forgetting that the man could still hear him, even if there were silencing charms on the room, they only kept people outside from hearing what was going on inside.
Harold, unfortunately, heard this. He snuck up on the other side of the table. Before either Katie or George could get their wands ready to do a spell, Katie was standing with her arms held behind her back, Harold's wand pressed into her temple.
Harold saw a flash of George's wand, and quickly disarmed him. Nothing was going according to their plan. Once the tall man had both of their wands, in addition to his, a huge smile spread on his face and he called for the woman called Bella.
She of course couldn't hear so the man just shrugged his massive shoulders and smiled his nasty grin at the two teenagers he caught.
As he studied Katie's face, his smile grew even nastier, if possible. "Hello, Katie," he sneered. "Nice seeing you again. Did you really think that those hair charms would throw me off?"
Katie shook her head a little. She was intimidated by the large man that was holding his wand to her head. George moved to go out from under the table, but the man was too fast for him and stunned him before he realized what was happening.
"George!" Katie gasped, struggling to get away from the large man that was holding her to get to her friend.
"Oh, shut up." Harold snarled. He then whispered a few spells and her eyes and hair were back to normal. She looked down, how could she have been so stupid to think that it would work? After the man was done with her, he set to work on George, binding him with thick ropes and sitting him in the corner by the fireplace.
"Now." He started, sitting Katie down and binding her as well. "Would you care too tell us where you've been?" Katie glared at him, but wouldn't say anything. His eyes flickered with anger. "You silly girl. Where the hell have you been hiding?" he asked again, this time almost yelling.
"Why should I tell you? You're the one that wants to kill me." She said, just as loud. She struggled against her tight ropes
Harold laughed, it was a cold laugh. "I don't want to kill you, Master wants to kill you." He said, still chuckling. Katie narrowed her eyes at the large man that had her bound up and sitting in a chair. She glanced over at George. She noticed that he was awake, but not moving or making noise so he wouldn't draw attention to himself. When she looked over at him, he smiled a tiny, weak smile to show that he was ok.
"Now, why don't you just make this easy and tell me." Harold said, smiling his cold smile again. She still wouldn't speak, and only glared at him.
"Heh, your little boyfriend is out cold still.I'm sure he won't mind waking up to a huge jolt of pain."
"He's not my boyfriend." Katie said, narrowing her eyes at Harold who was currently twirling her wand between his fingers.
"Whatever." He said, rolling his eyes. "Come on, I think it's time you go and meet my master." He glanced over at George again. He tossed his wand over toward him, not really concerned when it hit him in the chest. "He'll be out for a few hours from the looks of it. I'll come back and get him." Harold said as he grabbed Katie and apparated away.
George sat in the corner, staring hopelessly as the tall man with dark hair apparated way with his best friend. Suddenly a great feeling of dread came over him. 'I'm never going to see her again.' he thought, staring around wildly, searching for a way to get out of the ropes.
Katie found herself in a dark room. It had a large fire, but it didn't seem to be giving off much light, or heat for that matter. She shivered slightly in her tightly binding ropes as she was helplessly being levitated along behind Harold.
"Master, I brought the girl." He said, bowing down onto the floor. As the high back chair that was facing the fire turned around, Katie shivered again, but this time it wasn't from the cold damp air, or the eerie darkness. The man, if that's what you wanted to call him, had red eyes with no pupils, no iris, nothing. It was solid red, sitting at his side was a small man that was shaking violently, staring into the fire that was blocked from view before because of the position of the chair.
"Very good, very good indeed. Are you sure it's the right girl?" the man asked. He had a low, cold voice and he had a sick smile on his face. His red eyes seemed to be watching her, but she couldn't be sure.
"Yes Master, Caitlyn Bell." At this statement, several thoughts went through Katie's mind. She wasn't sure weather she should tell them that they had the wrong person, or just to let them think that she was Caitlyn Bell.
"Very good, Porter, very good." Voldemort said, he was definitely looking at her this time. His whole head was turned in her direction. "She's such a pretty little thing too, isn't she?" He said. Katie wasn't quite sure how he could see her, but she tried not to look too revolted at his statement.
"Yes, Master, yes she is." Harold said, still kneeling on the ground, Katie bobbing around in the air behind him.
"Bring her to me." Katie watched as Harold moved his wand, causing her to go forward toward the red eyed creature that was Lord Voldemort. "Was there anyone with her?" He asked, his head turning away from Katie and back onto Harold.
"Yes, Master. Would you like me to bring him?"
"What do you think, Porter?" Voldemort hissed, his eyes flashed a little deeper red, and then were normal before Katie could give it a second thought.
"Yes, Master," Porter said, before aparating out, forgetting to take the spell off of Katie, causing her to crash to the floor and cry out in pain and surprise.
"Take her away Pettigrew; we'll have some fun with this one." Voldemort said, never taking his red eyes off Katie. The man that was shaking by the fire stood and whimpered a little bit. She could see something silver on his hand. It wasn't until her reached her that she realized it was his hand.
While Katie was in the office of Lord Voldemort, George was busy cutting his robes with the knife he transfigured his wand into. It was rather difficult at first because he couldn't move his hands very far from his sides, but once he got a few of the ropes off, it was becoming more and more easy.
Finally, after the last of the ropes snapped, he transfigured his wand back and crept to the doorway of the living room. "Expelliarmus!" he whispered when he saw that the strange woman was still asleep. He grabbed her wand that was soaring through the air toward him.
She woke up just as he was about to bind her. "Who the hell are you?" she demanded, reaching for her wand that had been on the end table moments before.
"I'm the guy who's going to turn you in." he said, smiling sweetly. He raised his wand, pointed it at her and enjoyed her fearful expression far too much before he finally bound her. "Now," he started, "we need to get you to Dumbledore don't we?"
"No, we don't." she spat as she started to change, the polyjuice potion was wearing off.
"Oh, yes we do," George said. "But you can't know where that is, so I'll have to do this," he said, still smiling as he whispered a sleeping spell, causing her to fall asleep and not wake up until he did the counter curse.
He walked over to the woman who now was much taller than she had been and had long, black hair, and grabbed her arm so she would go with him when he apparated to Grimmauld place. Just as he was finishing the incantation for apparition he heard a small pop from behind him. As the world started to spin, he saw Harold jumping to try and catch them, but they were already gone.
They landed outside of the town Grimmauld Place, behind the bush that they landed with their brooms the night they brought Katie. George led her up to the door, of course she couldn't see, or hear what was going on once they got inside, but George still had her bound and floating behind him.
"George!" Mrs. Weasley squealed when she saw her son. Then she noticed what was behind him, "Who's that?" she asked cautiously.
"I can't say right now, I need to talk to Dumbledore. Where is he?" Molly looked at her son suspiciously for a second before telling him he was in his office, at Hogwarts. "Are we on the floo network?" Molly shook her head, still looking at her son questioningly.
Without another word, George ran out of the house again and back into the bushes, hoping that no one saw them. He quickly apparated to the burrow, he knew it was connected to the network. He stunned the strange woman and sat her in the middle of the floor, making sure there was nothing she could use to break free if she woke before he got back, and dropped some power into the fire, stepped in and yelled Hogwarts, Headmaster's office.
He stepped out of the fire. It wasn't the headmaster's office, but he soon recognized it as the small chamber that you had to pass through to get to the office. He quickly knocked on the door. Dumbledore called for him to come in, so he flung open the door, startling the phoenix out of his sleep, and causing Dumbledore to raise his eyebrows slightly.
George quickly went into the story of events that had occurred that night. After he had finished, Dumbledore shook his head and smiled sadly at George.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley, but there is nothing that we can do about Miss. Bell now." As he said this, George looked down at his hands that were fidgeting nervously in his lap. "Now, if you would please go and retrieve the woman you claim to be impersonating Miss Bell's mother it would be a great help."
George stood and walked over to the fire that had sprung up in the large fireplace behind the magnificent desk. He stepped in and called out "The Burrow!"
Soon, he, Dumbledore, and the woman that Dumbledore identified as Bellatrix Lestrange were at the ministry, waiting to speak to the Minister of Magic.
"What do you mean he got away?" Lord Voldemort bellowed, his cold voice echoed off the walls of the dark house.
"They were leaving right when I came back. She must have untied him. There was no other way he could have escaped, Sir," the man cowered at his master paced in front of him, glaring at him, his wand in his hand.
"Yes, I'll have a talk with Lestrange later, but for now," a cold smile appeared on his face, "I do believe you've worn out you're welcome, Porter. Avada Kadavra!"
Katie watched from the room across the hall where the small man called Pettigrew had taken her. At least they hadn't gotten George. She sat back against the wall and waited. She didn't know what she was waiting for, and she certainly hoped it wasn't what she thought.
She was thinking about the Prophecy when Pettigrew came in again and took her back into the first room she was in. The body of the man, Harold Porter, was lying on the ground where it had fallen. There were a few more people in the room now, and she noticed that George was one of them.
"Now, I have called all of my most faithful followers to whiteness this. You should feel proud, Bell." He sneered, his voice held hints of excitement. She was still thinking about what she had heard at the apartment that day. Something about it was puzzling her. The name, there was something about the name of the person that they wanted to kill. Then it hit her. A small smile spread across her lips.
"What are you smiling about little girl?" Voldemort snapped, his red eyes turned on her. She didn't notice.
"You've got the wrong person." She said calmly.
Voldemort glared at her for a second before raising his wand and pointing it at her heart. "Say good bye little girl." A smile that could hardly be called a smile spread across his face. Smiles were meant to hold happiness, joy, sarcasm, but this smile was too cold to be any thing that a smile should.
Katie glanced over at George. As she heard the fateful words being shouted, realization clicked in her mind. It wasn't George that was standing in the corner bound and gagged, it was Fred. They must have caught the wrong person!
With this last thought, the burst of green light hit her. She suddenly felt very light headed followed quickly by a sharp pain searing throughout her entire body. The last thing she head was Voldemort's cold laugh, perhaps it was even colder than his smile, and the death eaters joining in as she hit the floor.
She was dead.
Epilog:
George sighed sadly as he looked at the five fresh graves in the ground. He had just gotten done speaking about each of the diseased.
First he spoke of Fred, his twin brother. He talked of all of the great times they had and how it should have been him that died. He was the one that was supposed to capture to watch Katie's demise.
Then he spoke of Hermione Granger who had been kidnapped during the night, as Harry was off fighting the Dark Lord. He talked about how they weren't the best friends, and they didn't know each other well but somehow she always managed to make him laugh with her motherliness and her crazy study habits.
Then he talked of Remus Lupin who had died from Peter Pettigrew's silver hand. As he talked about how great of a teacher he was, the large crowed that could not find it in their hearts to celebrate with the rest of the magical word looked down at their feet. He talked about how funny Professor Lupin was, and how he and Fred idolized him with out even knowing it.
He spoke about Colin Creevey, a boy about three years younger than he who had somehow gotten caught up in the mess. He spoke about how he used to chase Harry around with the camera, asking for autographs. He talked about the time that he helped them with a prank on Professor Snape. This caused a few chuckles through the crowd, of course, Snape not included.
Finally, he spoke of Katie. This was perhaps his longest of the small series of speeches. First he talked about how they had been friends for years and how she always wanted to be a healer or a teacher at a wizard primary school.
After he recalled several fond memories, he turned to the tail of how the Dark lord had been defeated. He told them all of how they escaped and found the body, how she had been captured and his narrow escape.
He told them about the Prophecy that they over head from the bathroom. Then he went into the tale that had been told to them all the night before, after the fall of Voldemort.
** (this is like a flashback thing alright?)**
George looked up as the door to the headquarters swung open. Harry walked in to the dimly lit house. He was carrying a body in his arms, and another was floating behind him.
"What happened? We've been worried sick about you!" George said, surprising himself at how much he sounded like his mother at that moment in time.
"Well..That's quite a long story actually." Harry said. "I don't have time. I need Dumbledore."
"He's upstairs"
**Later that night**
"I do believe that we would all like to know how this happened, Harry. Please do enlighten us." Dumbledore said as the group sat around the table.
Harry looked around at the faces that were filled with eager and sadness and then launched into his story.
"I found a note saying that Hermione was taken and that she would be found at Voldemort's hideout. It had the address but that's not important right now." he trailed off for a moment and then continued.
"I went to the address on the parchment and I found that Voldemort had a row of Bodies lined up. Hermione was one of them. She was the first one, and Colin Creevey was the second. Then there was Fred and Katie and Lupin." He shuddered a little. "Katie and Fred were already d-dead." He took a deep breath.
"Voldemort came in and started to talk about what at shame it was that I had no match against his new found powers thanks' to Katie. He told me about the prophecy and how he was able to do magic without a wand.
"That's when it hit me. I remembered in my first year, when I first made the quidditch team I heard Angelina Johnson and Katie talking in their side of the changing room. Angelina had said something about being lucky that her name was just plain Katie.
"I didn't say anything to Voldemort," a few of the people flinched but he didn't notice because he was looking down at his hands.
"He got irritated and wanted me to join him and dominate that world. I told him no and he killed Colin. He asked again, and I said no again. That's when he killed Hermione. When he asked me yet again and I still said no, he got frustrated with me.
"Lupin, who was stunned and slumped against a wall started to stir slightly. That gave Voldemort an idea. He told Pettigrew to go and poke Lupin to wake him up. I knew what was coming, so when Voldemort turned to watch Remus whither in pain because of the silver I shot the curse at the back of his head.
"I knew it wouldn't kill him, but I also knew he didn't have his wand with him, making it possible for me to at least weaken him. He whirled around, half of his face was missing, and I could fell my scar starting to burn even worse than it had been before.
"He yelled out the killing curse, but nothing happened. I hit him with it again, he was growing slightly transparent and the pain moved a little lower in my scar, the top part was completely empty of paint at all.
"Pettigrew was still poking Remus with the silver hand so I hit him with a stunning curse. Lupin had already died though.
"I hit him again, and he was getting even more see through and my scar hurt lower. I reached up to touch it, the only problem was that part of it wasn't there. There was only one little jag part left.
"Before I hit him for the last time, I glared at him and said "He name's not Caitlyn." Then I shouted the curse. I thought my head split open for a spit second, but then all of the pain was gone, and the mostly transparent Voldemort was slowly turning back into a Human. He was very old, all of his hair was gray.
"Much to my relief he didn't get back up. He was dead." Harry finished his story, he had tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes.
**
As George looked around at the other members of the funeral, he smiled to himself. Katie didn't die, she just helped the Hero.
a/n: Well, that's it. Thanks to fairy-girl91 and Yoshi-fan2003 for reviewing. It's the only reason that I continued with this! I hope you guys liked it.I think I tied up all the lose ends in this chapter, if you're confused about anything let me know! Thanks again.