A/N: Merry Christmas!  Yay!  Lol!  OK, sorry for taking so long!  Here's the next chapter!  Review!

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Chapter 24:

            Harry couldn't believe who it was.  It was amazing!  He stared in awe as the person entered the Chapel.  Time seemed to freeze…

End of chapter.

A/N: OMG!  Just kidding!  Lol, stupid, I know, but I had to… Now for the real chapter!

Chapter 24: (For real!)

            …Percy.  He entered the Chapel stiffly, dressed in scarlet dress robes and looking extremely nervous, yet he had an 'I'm-still-right' look etched onto his face.  Mrs. Weasley jumped up from her seat. 

            "Percy!" she cried and she ran into the aisle and engulfed her son in a warm hug and began crying. 

            "So- worried- could've died- hic- what if we never- hic- saw you again- hic- oh, Percy-hic!"  Percy patted his mother's back with a thin smile.  He then looked around at everyone.  He pompously gestured to his mother, mouthing 'sorry.'

            "It's all right… Mum, there's a wedding…"  But the crowd began to break out in whispers.  In front of the church, Ginny dropped her flowers and ran down the aisle.  She pushed the doors to the rest of the church open and ran out, slamming them behind her.  Ron mumbled something and went after his sister, throwing Percy the most horrible look he could muster.  Mr. Weasley stiffened and stared straight ahead of him, not looking at his third eldest son.  Harry stared around him desperately.  His eyes landed on Bill, who had an angry look on his face and was mouthing to somebody, Fleur, who looked confused and angry at the trespass.  Fred and George were talking in low whispers.  Harry's eyes then sought out Dumbledore.  He mad eye contact with Harry and slowly nodded, as if he were as helpless as Harry in this situation.  Harry tried to smile but could not.  Finally Mrs. Weasley managed to let go of Percy. 

            She had a huge smile on her face as she sat down next to him in the aisle, though she seemed to be the only one who was happy.  And suddenly, seeing how much Mrs. Weasley still loved Percy, after all he had done, and let him walk back in without an apology and as if nothing happened, Harry suddenly wished for a mother.  He wondered if Lily would have done the same thing as Mrs. Weasley for her son, and Harry's stomach lurched.  Of course she would; she'd already made the ultimate sacrifice for him; her life.  Harry sighed.  He would go after Ron and Ginny, but the ceremony was already beginning, though everyone looked much more ruffled and upset.

            Harry slightly chuckled seeing Fleur's face; he knew that she'd forever hold this against Percy and would most likely claim that he'd ruined her wedding.  Harry sat restlessly through the short ceremony.  Finally, it was over.  Bill and Fleur were married.  Everyone would be heading back to the Order for the reception.  (They had only invited Order members.) 

            Harry rushed out into the church to find Ron and Ginny.  Hermione and Lenore came with him. 

            "Who was that?" asked Lenore the moment they'd gotten out of the crowd.  Hermione scowled.

            "Percy Weasley."

            "Is he-"

            "Yes, he's Ron and Ginny's brother.  Last year he had a fight with the family… Denouncing Dumbledore and his family, saying You- Voldemort, rather, hadn't come back, saying in the Daily prophet that Harry was off his rocker… sickening.  We haven't spoken to him in a year… and now he's back, not apologizing."  Lenore covered her mouth with her hand. 

            "Is it really that bad?" she asked.  Harry snorted cynically. 

            "Wait until you hear Ron and Ginny's side of it."  The three finally found Ginny and Ron in a small stone room.  Ginny was hysterically crying and Ron was trying to cheer his sister up. 

            "Come on, Ginny… It's all right… he will apologize…"

            "Ron!  Did you see- Mum's- hic- face?  She won't- hic- make him apologize…"  Ginny looked up, trying to hide her tears.  "Hi, Harry… Hermione, Lenore… did they do the wedding?" 

            "Yeah," said Harry, "And everyone looked either upset or confused.  You should've seen Fleur's face…"  Ginny laughed a little. 

            "Was she very angry?" she asked. 

            "Angry was an understatement," laughed Lenore. 

            Hermione nodded.  "I think she just joined the I-Hate-Percy club."  Suddenly Ginny looked upset again and Ron stared at the floor.  "Sorry," whispered Hermione. She muttered that she would be right back and hurried out of the room.  Then Ron excused himself as well.  The moment he exited the round stone room, the room darkened significantly.  Ginny looked up, startled, as did Lenore.  Suddenly, the door disappeared and the walls began turning. 

            "Bloody hell," whispered Harry.  He exchanged glances with Lenore and Ginny, who both looked frightened.  Suddenly there was an earsplitting crack and Draco appeared in the room. 

            "What the HELL!" he shouted.  "I was just playing Quidditch at practice- where are we?" he then demanded of Harry, Ginny, and Lenore.  Harry shrugged truthfully. 

            "I don't know- we were at Bill and Fleur's wedding… this is in a church, and Ron just left the room and this happened."  Malfoy smirked.

            "So Weasley's a death eater…. Interesting." 

            "Shut UP, Ferret-boy! We need to figure out how to get out of here…"  Ginny cautiously walked up to the stone wall with her wand.  She turned questioningly to Harry.  "Should I touch it?"

            "I don't know, it could be dan-"

            "Well we need to get out of here somehow," cut in Draco.  When Ginny still looked hesitant, he sighed and walked up to the wall and tapped it with his wand.  Nothing happened. 

            "See, it's just a wall, it is not-"Suddenly, Draco paused, looking up at the wall behind Harry, terrified.  Harry spun around, expecting the worst.  But it was so familiar… Bright red shadows of people were flickering on the dark wall.  The room suddenly became pitch black. 

            "Godric- I feel something-"came a high, misty voice presumably belonging to the shadow with the long, flowing, wavy hair.  "They're here."  The other shadow spun around. 

            "Who, Rowena?  Acacia and Salazar, those filthy traitors?-"

            "No, Godric… Somebody else.  Godric, Salazar isn't a traitor.  He had no idea…"

            "He and Acacia are in it together, I know it-"  Suddenly a new figure appeared a short one, with long spirally hair. 

            "Aunt Rowena, please stop shouting…"

            "I'm sorry, Amara, dear, did we wake you?"

            "Yes." 

            "Get out of here and go to bed, Rowena and I are having a discussion-"

            "Sorry Uncle Godric."  She suddenly flickered and was gone. 

            "Godric, why are you so cruel to her?"

            "She is the spawn of Salazar and Acacia, the traitors!  And we know that her heir is going to try to destroy the world-"

            "But she's a good person, never mind her parents or her children… We cannot change the future, Godric."

            "It would be so much easier… He would never exist."

            "NEITHER WOULD YOUR HEIR, GODRIC!  Do you know how many people would suddenly not be alive, or married, or friends?  You're horrible, Godric- Salazar was right about you!"  The scene suddenly dissolved, and a new one appeared after the walls turned about ten times clockwise.

            "Thank Merlin they're finally gone-" 

            "I know.  It was awful.  Do you think everything will work out?" 

            "I hope, but… could it have been that bad in the first place if they refused to kill Amara?"

            "I resent that, Uncle Godric.  They were kind people.  But you were right about father… he's been horrible lately with that pure blood nonsense.  All of the Slytherins like it, but I've heard from Llewellyn that the Gryffindors hate him and from Carodoc that everybody else is terrified.  There's even a horrible rumor that he's building a secret chamber in the castle."

            "Nonsense, Amara."

            "But Aunt Helga, uncle Godric- that is what they've been saying!"

            "We need to get him out."

            The scene dissolved once more and the walls turned the other way about eighteen times 

            There were many shadows, all blood red and scattered.  The scene looked awful and there were many screams.             

            "Acacia!  Get to the castle!  Now!"

            "But my lord, I think they suspect…"

            "Go!  Now!  Both Gryffindor and Slytherin are madly in love with you; they can't suspect you.  But if they start to talk… Break Gryffindor's heart tonight… it's time we begin tearing them apart.  Go!"  Suddenly another shadow snuck up behind the tall, sinister sounding man. 

            "Avada kedavra," he whispered, almost lazily.  He then turned and walked away as the screams intensified behind him.  The walls suddenly stopped.  Harry, Ginny, Lenore, and Draco were all thrown against a wall. 

            "What… the bloody hell… was that?" asked Draco, voicing everyone's thoughts. 

A/N: Sorry so short!  Review please!!!!"