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Authors Note: Does anyone even read my Authors Reviews? I never seem to ever get a comment on them, then again, I don't usually do anything interesting here, hmmmm how about this… What's your favorite number? Answer, answer, answer, mines uhh, I dunno really. Why don't you tell me yours first?

The Blood

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The room was a bright yellow, the floors a dark cherry wood. With white, orange, and red furniture basically decoration the room. The lamps also had a wooden look to them to match the floor, as odd as it seemed.

'All of it somehow made the room cheery, the sunshine falling into the room didn't help much either.'

Arthur Weasley notion. As he started pacing back and forth in the room again..

'No, today definitely seemed like it should be a dark rainy day, perhaps with thunder..' He thought,

He felt like someone should change the weather in the wizarding world, even though he knew it was almost impossible to gather up that much magic, especially for such a silly thing as the weather…

He still hadn't told his family yet about Harry. In fact, yesterday when he looked at the paper, he almost fainted when he saw that Harry Potters kidnapping was indeed in the Dailey Prophet. After he had found out, he quickly burned the piece of paper with a quick flick with his wand, without a second thought. Right on time too, because his kids had just came down for breakfast. He had even gone so far as to lie to Molly and say the Dailey Prophet had probably gotten lost, or there was bad weather somewhere.

'Sure, that worked for a day, but now, Harry was still not back, and despite his efforts he couldn't keep the Weasley's in the house forever.'

He quickly yanked at his red hair at this thought,

'think, think'

'What am I going to do???'

'I have to tell them,' He thought, finally giving in to the idea.

'That's it, I will just tell them straight out.'

He moaned to himself at this..

'But how will they take this?? Harry was like a second son to the Weasley family..'

He sighed, he couldn't fight it anymore, despite his attempts to protect them he had to tell them. Quickly he straightened his back and walked out of the room. Unconsciously playing with the sides of his blue tie.

He went into the kitchen, putting on a poor, fake smile.

Molly was still making breakfast, it smelled like she was making eggs and something else he still couldn't put a finger on, yet….

He cleared his throat and said "Molly"

Molly, multitasking, turned her head to look at him, while still flipping what looked like mouth watering bacon again.

Quickly he tore his eyes away from the prospect and looked at her, as he opened his mouth, his heart beating quickly with the desire to get it over and done with as soon as possible.

But nothing came out, instead, but a dry throat, and a voice that seemed like it had run away.

He quickly closed his mouth, as he took in a deep breathe as he said with his eyes closed..

"Molly, I need to tell you something important."

She turned off the bacon and looked at him, giving him her full attention, he was afraid of that. He hopefully thought before that maybe if she was doing something else she wouldn't react as badly as he thought she would, but then again, he really wasn't sure how she would really react.. She could be perfectly fine, but then again, perhaps that would be worse..

"Molly, I am sorry--"

He took another deep breath, trying to calm his nerves that seemed to be playing with his skin seeing if he would run away or not during this.

" I am sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but HaryPoerswkinadped"

She looked at him confused and responded "What???"

He stopped fidgeting with his tie, and looked straight at her. "Harry Potter was kidnapped…"

He watched as her eye's started to get watery and by the looks of it the anticipation to ask what happen when he said..

"Two days ago, I am sorry, no one has found him yet, they think he is in Voldemorts hands now -"

He looked at her face which held a twisted fury along with the sadness and said

"I didn't know how to tell you, I am sorry." He said, with a crestfallen expression on his face.

"How--"She started when a flabbergasted red haired, freckly boys came out. Fred and George came walked into the room from behind the door, obviously hearing it all, along with a miserable looking Ron and Ginny holding the Extendable Ears, Fred and George had made last summer.. Molly quickly snapped, a tear streaming down her face.

"OUT!!!!! HOW DARE YOU USE THOSE EXTENDABLE EARS, OUT YOUR PUNISHED, NO YOUR GROUNDED!!! OUT, OUT I SAY, NOW!!"

Slowly, the Weasley kids walked away, emotionlessly, as though they were zombies, each holding a shocked and sad face. As the doors closed, Author continued….

"I am sorry…"

"HOW DARE YOU? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER!"

She screamed suddenly, as she burst into a fit of tears and hugged him tightly…

'Knowing in her heart, there was no way Harry Potter was still alive , especially if he was in Voldemorts Lair'

'But --she was wrong.. Wasn't she?'

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Lupin, his grey hair all messed up, had just finally gotten home from a Order meeting. Exhausted he quickly sat down onto a patchy old cushioned chair. The room wasn't that bad, there was a couple of holes in the wall here and there, some from when he transformed, others when he just seemed to have lost it. But in the end he had it all under somewhat control, the carpet was a dirty dark blue. There wasn't much other furniture besides the chair. He had a chess table laid out all nice and organized. Although it still really didn't help the room, a coach, that matched the inconsistent layout of the other chair from torn marks mostly he had made. A magical refrigerator , which was nice and cheap since he enchanted it himself. And a fireplace and rug facing the furniture.

Quickly he closed his eyes, his arm lazily on the side of the chair. And quickly snapped his wrist and said a spell..

The fireplace quickly lit up, as his room started to slowly become warmer..

He quickly examined the fireplace, making sure he had done the spell right since he wasn't really looking when he said the words and closed his eyes.

The last couple days seemed to have gone by so fast. The Order was in a frenzy about how to find Harry Potter, where to look. And poor Dumbledore kept re-looking over and over Harry's records trying to find how this could of happened. The whole lot of it all made him tired, but yet he still was the first to offer to look or do anything no matter how small it was to find Harry, he had to....

'James , Lily, Siruis Peter (although dead in a different sort of way) all deceased. Was Harry really the next in line though?'

The thought haunted him, just as last Saturday had when he had saw Harry's room and found out he was kidnapped. The broken shards of door from the force it had been hit with, the blood, the glass, it all seemed like too much. Like this shouldn't be happening, but it was. He thought.

He quickly grabbed a brown knitted blanket he had gotten a couple years ago as a gift, and wrapped himself in it. Slowly closing his eyes, knowing the whole thing would just revisit him again in his dreams…

The fire burned, and as it looked like, on the frame of a window on the inside of the house, there was a picture of it all just before any of this horrible stuff had happened, 15 years ago. The picture was one of a smiling James, a beautiful Lily, whose eyes where glowing, adoring her new son Harry, not a cut on him or a scar. A grinning Siruis and Lupin coming up behind a Petergrew, getting him back for scaring them the night before, but just playing around. Never knowing, suspecting, or predicting any of this could have ever happened in the future..

'But it did, and now the happy times seemed to have all gone into the past---

although they were never forgotten....'

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To Be Continued:

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