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Harry and Hermione peered around a corner to look at the scene in the front yard. Eight death eaters were fighting the Weasleys, two lay on the ground, stunned. Ginny and Ron were taking on one together, shooting stunning spells that were either blocked or dodged. Mr and Mrs. Weasley were dealing with a death eater each, both seemed to be winning. Bill was standing over Charlie, fighting fiercly, taking on two death eaters at once. Fred and George were not only fighting with wands, but also throwing little bombs that seemed to make anyone they hit turn into a chicken. One remaining death eater was unchallenged, Harry and Hermione looked at each other and nodded, then took off after the death eater, who was sneaking up behind Bill.

"EXPELLIARMUS!" Harry yelled, hitting the death eater square in the back.

"STUPIFY!" Hermione cried, a second later, also hitting the target. The twins had successfully turned their death eaters into chickens before stunning them. Fred was now helping Bill, standing on the other side of Charlie. George helped Mr. Weasley. Soon enough they had seven stunned death eaters, and two stunned chickens which were slowly turning human again, but remaining stunned. Everyone circled around the last death eater, who laughed menacingly, before saying in a feminine voice,

"The Dark Lord will prevail! You have not won, Everywhere Harry goes, we will be, and quite soon, he won't be going anywhere, dead people can't walk!" With that she screeched in laughter and dissaparated. Harry stood there, fists clenched, face white as chalk. He would recognize that cruel voice anywhere. It was the voice that haunted his dreams, Bellatrix Lestrange's. Harry stood there, furious, but wanting to cry at the same time. He realized now, anywhere he went was unsafe. People would be in danger because they were in the same room as him. He looked around to see everyone else gathered around Charlie. Harry joined them, standing behind Ginny. He looked down at Charlie and was terrified. His face was grey, smeared with blood. His eyes were rolling, not focused. He looked like he had been stabbed, but Harry recognized it as the same spell that had hit Hermione last year in the Dept. Of mysteries. Mrs. Weasley was sobbing over him.

"I tried to stop them," She was gasping. "I really tried, but they put the Cruciatus curse on him, and then ... " She broke off into a new set of sobs. To Harry's surprise, George took charge.

"Dad, apperate as close to Hogwarts as you can, and get Dumbledore. He will know what to do for Charlie. Mum, you stay here with Charlie, and Fred, you stay too. I'll apperate to Order of the Phoenix headquarters, and tell them what happened. Bill, you take Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny to the Diggory's. Use the Floo network to get to The Order headquarters." Everyone was looking at George, astonished, but they did what he had ordered. As they walked away, Bill turned back for one last look at the ruins of The Burrow. He shook his head sadly and kept walking. Hermione however, suddenly doubled over in pain, clutching her chest.

"Hermione!" Ron gasped, "What-?"But he was cut off be Hermione.

"Oh, its nothing," She said, laboring to stand straight. "Just that wound from the Department of Mysteries. You see I still am taking potions for it. I should have had one in the past hour. Really though, it's no big deal." Her face however, was telling a different story. It was red and sweaty. Her eyes looked a little bit glazed, and she was gasping for air. Ron looked worried,

"Is the potion in your trunk?" He questioned.

"Yes, but there's no time to get that now. I'll be ok, really." Bill looked grim.

"Im afraid we don't have a choice, anything in the burrow will be burnt to a crisp." The four teens looked at each other uneasily.

"Well," Ginny began. "We managed to save some things, maybe we should get them. There isn't danger any more." they agreed that this would be a good thing to do and raced back to he house.

It took them a while to find everything, since it was under the invisibility cloak. Eventually Hermione had the idea to use a summoning charm on it. Harry put the cloak in his trunk while Hermione drank her potion. She looked much better, so they set off for the Diggory's house once again. This time though they stopped as they neared the front yard. Dumbledore had arrived, with several ministry officials, and Snape, who was setting up a collapsible cauldron to Charlie's right.

"Dumbledore!" Ron yelled. "Will he be alright?"

"Ah Hello," Dumbledore smiled down on them. He looked as ancient as ever, and quite tired, but the twinkle was still in his eyes as he continued. "Your brother will be ok. He will have to take potions hourly for quite some time. He needs a lot of rest, but he will be O.K. We have Ministry officials here to take care of the death eaters. Of course with the ministry in its currant state, I will be going with them to be sure they aren't forgotten in all the chaos. Now, I believe you are on your way to the Diggory's?" With that he went to talk to Snape, and the five set off down the hill towards the Diggory house. By the time they arrived the sun had set completely, and Mrs. Diggory answered the door looking worried.

"We saw the flames, my husband went to see if he could help, I think he's there now." Harry couldn't help but notice the nervous glance she was throwing in his direction. As though his very presence was a danger. Harry got angry but then mellow as he reminded himself that she was right."Come, the fireplace is right this way." She led them to a cozy room, which seemed entirely devoted to the huge marble fireplace in the center of the back wall. A large goblet held floo powder and she held it out, offering it to Bill first. He picked up some of his things, as well as his brothers, took some floo powder and threw it in the fireplace, then stepped into the dazzling green flames.

"Number 12 Grimmauld place." He said sharply and disappeared in a roar of green flames. Mrs. Diggory, who wasn't in the order, didn't ask questions as to what was going on. Harry got the feeling that the order was well known, but its location wasn't. Obviously the Weasleys and Dumbledore trusted her to know though, so Harry said nothing. He went after Ron, a bit nervous when hew remembered what had happened last time he used floo powder. He closed his eyes and repeated what Bill had said, quite clearly. Before he knew it, he had arrived at number 12, and was pleased to see the welcoming face of Remus Lupin.

"Harry! Ron! Hermione! Ginny! Its wonderful to see you! You can stay in the same rooms as last year, I expect you will be wanting some sleep after this." Harry followed Ron into their room. He tried to avoid thinking things like "this is Sirius's house" and "I wonder where Kreacher is?" He knew he would react violently to either of those thoughts.

A few hours later he heard the door squeak open. He peered through the darkness and made out the shape of Lupin, he seemed to be delivering their trunks, which they had left downstairs. He spotted Harry watching him, and motioned for Harry to come talk to him out in the hall. Harry slipped on his bathrobe and followed Lupin.

"Harry, how are you doing?" Harry looked up at Lupin's face to see that it was full of concern. For a moment Harry was angry, thinking things like "How can he ask that? If he was half as good friends with Sirius as I was-" Than he stopped, realizing that Lupin was probably better friends with Sirius than he had been.

"I've been alright, you know" He finally responded.

"I was just going downstairs to share a cup of tea with someone, would you like to come? I could introduce you." Harry nodded, deciding he wouldn't be sleeping anyway. Harry looked up at Lupin and then asked something that had been bugging him.

"Aren't you sad? Sirius was like your brother, you seem so calm, and now your staying in his house too? He looked up at Remus and almost regretted asking, but when he answered, it was calmly.

"Yes harry, it is hard, but Sirius left quite a bit to me, everything except this house, I am just here until I get that sorted out, than I will be leaving on business for the Order."

"So who did he leave the house to?" Lupin paused in the middle of the stairs before looking at Harry,

"You." Harry rose his eyebrows in disbelief then pointed to himself,

"Me?"

"Yes"

"But, but why? The order won't be safe! Voldemort will look through me and see where the headquarters are... The death eater...Bellatrix-" Lupin had suddenly stopped again,

"- Bellatrix was at the Weasleys?" Harry nodded and continued,

"She said they would follow me everywhere" Harry was now extremely worked up, "There will be death eaters here, it's not fair! No one around me is safe anymore. I can't take any more friends dying because of me!"

"Harry calm down! We thought you might act this way. Don't worry, it's taken care of."

"Why is Voldemort doing this!?" Harry was in a rage, although he was still whispering, he already knew the answer to that, but he wanted to hear it from someone else. Lupin looked like he was contemplating what his response to that would be, he turned looked Harry straight in the eye, and said,

"He wants to scare you harry, it's simple, He wants to live, and for that to happen, you must die. He's willing to do whatever he must for that to happen."

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