Chapter 2
Lightning streaked across the sky, in the distance the thunder rumbled. From inside the abandon building a man dressed in snugly fitting black clothes watched the four guards. He lifted his hand showing four black covered fingers, then pointed two of them to his eyes, and finally pointed in the direction of the guards. Behind him five other black clad figures registered this, and brought their weapons out of their holsters.
The leader risked glancing back at his team, and beneath the black mask he smiled. 'Five, all here.' He thought to himself. He raised the weapon, a short wooden rod and muttered a word, his form began to distort, making it highly difficult to register his presence. Behind him he heard the others say the same thing. 'Wow, was it really only ten years go Mad Eye used it on me?' He thought to himself and sighed. A hand touched his shoulder, and he gave a sharp nod.
They ascended to the roof of the building, and reached the back of the building furthest from the guards. The leader reached down and picked up a cloak from the ground that shimmered and became visible as he reverently folded it and packed it away. Under the cloak lay five broomsticks. Each one took one, dropped it and whispered "UP". The brooms hovered waiting for the five to climb on. The leaders hand brushed over a slightly faded gold lettering FIREBOLT he mounted his broom, and kicked off gently, descending into the alley below.
They stashed the brooms, and the leader reached in his rucksack removing a worn leather book, he tapped the wooden stick on the spine and it opened, then he wrote in it quickly with a quill and ink. On location. Expect delivery of goods in fifteen minutes. Be ready. H
On a stage Hermione Weasley watched the words spread on her copy of the book, and her heart skipped a beat. She stopped in her speech, and gave pause. "I – I'm so sorry. It really is intimidating some times." A nervous chuckle slid over the gathered crowd. "As you know the application of asphodel…" she went on with her potions speech, keeping her mind focused on the present, and not on the events happening so far away.
Harry closed the book and looked back to ensure there were there. He risked speaking, softly. "Seamus, Dean, Ginny, Lavender, Neville."
A soft chorus of "Here" sounded behind him, mentally he compared voices, and everything sounded good. "Right, let's go."
They moved quietly and quickly their images distorted blurs of black. When they came into sight of the "Aurors" Harry raised his hand and four green jets hit the guards who fell. Harry looked around rapidly, and the four bodies were drug into the alley. Their robes removed, and Seamus, Dean, Neville and Ginny slid into them quickly using charms to disguise their faces took up the guards posts.
Harry and Lavender entered the building. Whatever trouble they expected they didn't find. But they did find a young man comforting his daughters.
Ron Weasley looked up with an expression of someone who had been finally beaten. The pair of black-suited figures came into view as if they were removing a charm. Suddenly the male withdrew his hood. Ron stared at the face of Harry Potter for the first time in three years.
"Good lord mate, they didn't get you did they?" Fear echoed from his eyes.
"No Ron, you are leaving here for good, right now. Once we are out, Hermione is joining us. Come on." He handed Ron a wand. "It's not your mate, but it'll do for now. Olivander made one real close to yours."
Ron smiled for the first time in a long time. "Olivander is with you?"
"Yeah, it took some gentle persuading…" Harry blushed.
"On who's part?" Ron asked.
"Ginny. Well, suffice to say it only took her a few minutes with him, and he was more than happy to come with us. Now let's get you and your lovely daughters out of here." Harry opened the book.
One large package, three smaller packages picked up. Delivery truck leaving in five minutes. H
He closed the book and they ran from the building, the 'guards' shedding the Auror's robes and following behind Harry, Ron and the children. Harry drew out a miniature wand and returned it to it's normal size handing it to Ron. Nimbus 2001 stamped in gold letters on the handle. Ron looked at Harry Questioningly. "Consider it a gift from Malfoy. Harry grinned evilly.
Harry took one child, Ron another and Ginny the last. They mounted the brooms and took off into the night, vanishing almost without a trace. Once they reached the safety of the clouds. Harry withdrew the book and handed the quill to the little girl. "Write 'Hi Mum'." His voice was gentle and soft full of caring.
She wrote the words he asked in her childish writing.
On the stage Hermione was wrapping up her speech "In conclusion, I'd like to thank my co-workers and all those who have come before me." She paused, and looked down at the pages. "No, not in conclusion…" A soft murmur rippled around her.
Four Aurors two on either side of the stage pulled their wands menacingly, yet still outside of the view of the audience. She held aloft the book as if it were a shield. Rapidly her wand was in her hand again, and a soft blue bubble enclosed her. "All is not well in the world. The ministry is fooling you, after our defeat of Voldemort; we only paved the way for another 'Dark Lord'."
Spells broke like waves against the shimmering blue sphere. "You must tell others, don't let them keep hiding the truth!" She could feel the sphere begin to weaken. She only had a few more seconds. She tapped her wand to the book and muttered "Return." With a soft 'pop' she vanished, leaving the blue sphere empty.
She appeared in the safe house Harry had arranged. At first her mind reeled, and then with a laughter she had not experienced for years she recognized Gryffindor Tower.