Chapter 26: The Unnoticed Switch
Page's heart gave an almighty jerk. She stood up, he felt panic sweep over her, like a cold icy wave beating against the warm sand that was Page's heart. She had never felt so ill in her life, as if a part of her was missing. If Voldemort is in Harry's body, then Harry must be in Voldemort's. She ran to the healer's office along the corridor, and rang the bell several times until someone came from behind her. "What is the matter dear? Do you not feel well? Can I get a potion for you?" An old woman, with a wand in her left hand, and a potion's book in the other, was looking at Page as though she was demented. "I need to send word to Dumbledore, right now. It's very important." Page tried to calm herself down, but the fact that the old healer did nothing but smile, seemed to wind Page up even more. She could feel herself get angry, but she had to control herself. "Not at this time in the morning, love. Now why don't you go back to bed?" She started to lead Page back to a different ward. "No, please you don't understand. It's very important. I must tell him something, if not, I fear the hospital is in danger. Look I'm not stupid or anything. I am a seer, and I have just seen something, which Dumbledore must know immediately." The healer, gave Page a courteous nod. "If you insist. I'll go and get the emergency hospital owl. Stay right here." The healer then left Page alone with her thoughts. Within a couple of minutes, the healer brought back a beautiful tawny owl. "This is Odysseus. He is quick. He'll get your letter to Dumbledore in no time." She handed Page the owl, who hooted gently and hopped onto her shoulder. Page quickly took the owl to her ward and scribbled down a hasty letter to Dumbledore. She tied it to the owls leg, and it took off out of the ward, and out through a skylight in the ceiling.
The next morning, Winifred awaked Page. "You have an early visitor Page." Page opened her eyes, to see Snape standing over her. She left Page, although Page didn't want her to. "We received your letter. I don't quite follow it Miss Quinn. Kindly tell me what you 'saw'." He said in a sly voice, which Page wanted to hit him for. "Severus, Harry and Voldemort have switched body's. I'm not quite sure how it has happened. But we have to go to the house and make a plan." Page was sat up, staring at him, in disbelief; he neither looked like he cared or that it mattered. "I hardly think that what you 'saw' was true. I think it is the Dark Lord playing tricks on you." He smirked at her in a cruel way. "Oh for heaven's sake. I'm getting out of her right now. Get out of my way Snivellus." She got out of bed and tried pushed past him. But he held out a hand to stop her. "I suggest you stay in bed. Everything at the Order is fine without you." And with that he left Page mortified on the stop.
That afternoon, Page stayed in bed as she was told, although she didn't take any of her potions and the healers were getting angry with her.
By 3 o'clock Remus and Tonks came to visit. "Get me out of here now. I am fine. We need to take action. I am not sure if Voldemort will wake up, and we have to get Harry out of there." Page said to them. "Calm down Page. You are being let out in a couple of minutes. That's why we came here, to pick you up." Remus said, he smiled at her, but Page wasn't in the mood to return it. "Why didn't they tell me?" Page looked at them, but they said nothing. Winifred came towards Page with three bottles of potions. "These are for you. You can go home now, but you must take these twice a day." She handed the coloured bottles to Page, then left muttering to herself. "Right then, get your things together and we'll meet you down stairs in the entrance hall." Said Tonks, they got up and left Page to dress and pack her things. Page made her way past Harry's ward, or who she thought was Harry. She looked in, and saw him still on the bed. Page welled up with tears and ran to the entrance hall. She felt so devastated, how could this happen? Was it meant to be? Could it have been prevented? Page didn't know any of the answers, but she hoped that Dumbledore would. She saw Remus and Tonks waiting for her. "You all ready then?" Remus said, picking up Page's bag. She nodded. Page didn't want to speak; she was too upset and withdrawn. They drove in silence to the house. Page didn't have Harry there to talk to her, she felt empty. Harry was apart of her life, and she had lost him to the one person, which could kill them both. The guilt swelled in Page like a spiny balloon, with each though, it inflated and cut into Page like a knife, there was no escape from it. She felt warm, wet tears running down her face; she couldn't bear to think of Harry not being at the house, the house that was the only last connection to Sirius. Page remembered what Wormtail had said about wanting Page. Like a bright light clicked on in a darkened room, she knew what she had to do. Give herself up. "Don't be stupid Page. That's suicide. You wouldn't stand a chance." Arthur said to her, as they sat in the kitchen eating their dinner of lamb chops, roast potatoes, cauliflower and gravy that was splashing down Mundungus' robes. Ron and Ginny gave eachother looks that suggested that they knew how Page felt. Hermione on the other hand looked shocked. "Professor isn't that a bit reckless. I mean. Even if Harry is awake, surly they will know something is wrong?" Hermione looked timidly at Page, but as soon as Page looked back, she put her head down, as if talking about Harry was painful for her. "Hermione this doesn't concern you. I know that you are friends with Harry. But he is my responsibility and I have let him down." Page knew she shouldn't of said that to her, but it didn't concern Hermione. She had no clue. "I think it's best if you lot go upstairs to pack your trunks. We'll be leaving in the morning and the Order will be arriving soon." Molly said hurriedly, as though to save them from Page's anger. They each got up, and left the room. When the door had shut, Page had a distinct feeling that they were going to listen to the conversation. "Page I honestly think that we need to talk this through. Even if we all decided to go ahead with your plan, you are not going to go in their alone. Severus will be here to give us a brief on the house again. He has new information that guards have been placed around the house and gardens. So even if we do apperate in there and get Harry, we can't promise that we will all come back together." Arthur was looking at Page, but she kept her head down and stared at her food. She wasn't hungry. She just wanted to get Harry back that was all that mattered to her. She got up and took her plate to the sink. She had no clue what she was doing her mind was on other things, and she accidentally dropped a plate. It smashed to the floor, pieces of it scattered across the kitchen. "I'm so sorry Molly. I wasn't thinking about what I was doing." Page took out her wand, but Tonks cleared away the shattered pieces of plate. "Page it's OK. Everything will be decided soon. Dumbledore will be coming too. He can tell us what we need to know." Tonks went back to her seat at the table; she twiddled her thumbs and stared at the ceiling. Page went into the living room. It looked quieter then usual. The lamps were low, and it gave the room an eerie feeling. Shadows were dancing on the walls, Page wondered if Harry would ever see the house again. The doorbell rang, Page walked to open the door, and there stood Mad-Eye. "Hello Page, nice to see your back. Has anyone turned up yet?" He walked into the hall, took off his mouldy black cloak and followed Page into the living room. "No, not yet. Do you want something to drink, Butterbeer? Tea?" "No, thank you Page. You can never be too careful. You never know who will try to poison you. That's why I always carry my hipflask." He sat down on a chair; his magical eye whizzed around the room. His eye then focussed upstairs. "May-Eye, no one will try and poison you. I don't see why you bother." Page sat down on a chair opposite to him. His magical eye was still looking through the floors. They both waited as the rest of the Order turned up within the hour, including Snape.
"Right then, shall we begin." Page said to Tonks. They were both sat by the fireside; as it crackled and popped. "No, you will wait until Professor Dumbledore arrives, which should be very soon." Said Snape, who overheard Page talking to Tonks. "It amazes me why you are here Miss Quinn. Do you not remember what I told you in St. Mungo's?" He said with a sly look on his face. "I seem to remember telling you quite clearly, or have you forgotten?" "I have not forgotten Severus, and nor will I let you dictate to me, why I should be here or not, it's non of your concern, in fact it has nothing to do with you?" Page turned her back on him and gazed into the fire. "What do you mean it doesn't concern me?" Page turned around; his sly face had changed into a rapt expression of alarm. "Harry means nothing to you, and you him. I don't see why you're here, when it involves finding Harry and getting him back. Or is it based on Dumbledore's orders 'cos it sure isn't on voluntary work." Page smirked at him. He stormed off in a temper. Tonks started to clap. "Well, now that was interesting. You have done it now. He's going to be in a mood all day. I'm glad you said something instead of me." Page smiled at her. The doorbell rang again, and luckily Dumbledore had arrived. His beard was longer then Page had ever seen, it hung loose down his robes. Everyone laid eyes on him as he entered the room. He caught Page's are and walked towards her. No one spoke a word; it was silent as though people were waiting for a great speech. Page stood up. "I am very sorry for what happened to Harry. But we will find a way to get him back. However in the mean time, we must discuss the issues at hand. Severus is you please." Snape came from behind him. Dumbledore followed him to the table in the middle of the room. People started to talk, Page wasn't interested in what they were saying. She quickly pushed passed people to get to the table. On it were plans of Voldemort's house, with little red dots on it, indicating the Death Eaters. "We will need a distraction to move them out of the way. There are at least twelve of them surrounding the building and six are dotted around the inside." Snape suggested to whoever was listening to him. "I'll go, it's my responsibility." Page spoke up. "I want to be the one who gets Harry." Rapt talk followed Page's outburst. "My I be prudent headmaster? It seems that Miss Quinn here is not fit to help out. If she tended to her duties Mr Potter would not be in St. Mungo's and we would not be having this conversation." Snape looked at Page with the deepest of hating that could ever be shown by an expression. "No Severus. Page does have the right to be with Harry. Although we must figure out a way to get Voldemort and Harry together without either of them being killed." Dumbledore turned towards his Order. "It is time to act quickly. We should get groups together. It is time the order acted out of love then courage. It will be in our hands to help Harry. It is our duty to help him." They each gathered around, talking to eachother. Page heard her name mentioned a lot of times, but she chose to ignore it. "Right then, Shacklebolt and Tonks will be on the right hand side of the house, Emmeline and Waterskew will be on the left. Arthur, Remus and Severus will go with you Page. You have to get in through the back door underneath the room, which Harry will likely be kept. The rest of us will be on stand by, in case anything goes wrong. Just shoot up red sparks for danger." Mad-Eye was telling them all. "We leave tonight, it's the only chance we have got. Molly will see the rest of the children on the Hogwarts train tomorrow morning, plus tomorrow is a Saturday, so you'll have time to go back to St. Mungo's tomorrow and Page and Severus to Hogwarts. We will leave in ten minutes. It will give us the element of surprise, they won't suspect a thing." He winked at Page, who in return smiled at him. He hobbled off towards Dumbledore and began a deep conversation with him. Within ten minutes they were ready. Shacklebolt, Tonks, Emmeline and Waterskew left before them, as their job was to draw the deatheaters away from the house. When to coast was clear, Page, Remus and Severus set off. They disapperated to their location, which was next to the back door of the house. Snape opened the back door with the Alohamorah spell. The crept it. Eerie shadows flickered across the walls of the kitchen. It was deadly silent. Only their breathing could be heard. They crossed the kitchen and into the hall. They froze suddenly, as they heard voice's coming from the room next to them. "After this, master will graciously offer us immortality. I know he will forgive us. We are but his loyal servants." "You are right. It wont be long now until he awakens, then we shall all be deemed worthy of his plan to kill the boy." They laughed in a way, which sent shivers down Page's spine. Remus and Severus crept forwards towards the door, they quickly opened it, shouted Silencio, then hit them with a patrificus totalus spell, which knocked them onto the floor with a bang, looking hard as concrete. They all held their breath as they heard noise coming from upstairs, they moved into the shadows, so that they couldn't be seen. Two deatheaters, then came into the room, and again they were both hit with the same spells, both hit the floor with a bang, but no one else came downstairs. "What are we going to do with these lot?" Page asked Remus in a low whisper. "Not, sure. We have two more deatheaters to get through and also Wormtail and Bellatrix." He whispered back. Page could hardly see him; it was so dark, she saw two figures walking towards the door, and she followed. They all made their way carefully up the stairs. "I will go first, then you two will follow behind me. Do not talk to them, just be armed and ready." Snape said, Remus looked at Page in an 'I-think- your-stupid' look. Page nodded in response to Snap's plan, and they continued up the stairs. As they approached the landing, they could see light at the bottom of the door. They all raised their wands. Snape made a hand gesture to move both Remus and Page back behind him. He opened the door, and raised his wand right at Wormtail and Bellatrix. "You are in possession of Harry Potter. You are out numbered." Snape's body hid Page and Remus out of sight. "The only way to revive the Dark Lord is to switch them back, surly you know about this incident?" Both Wormtail and Bellatrix had stood up; they too had raised their wands right at him. "I do not see any other people in this room Severus. You are the one who is outnumbered, and your silly trick will not help you. My master just needs rest. He will be at full strength again to kill off that Potter boy and the girl." Bellatrix laughed in a high-pitched squeaky voice. "Why Severus, what is wrong with the ickle potty boy? Is he too unwell? We shall deal with him soon enough. And, how dare you come back. You betrayed your master. Look at him now. He is unfit to kill you personally. But no matter, I will do it for him." She raised her wand and cried out "Avakadavra" a stream of red light issued from her wand, Snape in return shouted "Expelliarmus" which reflected the curse as it hit the wall right next to Snape and blasted a clean circular hole right through it. Page and Remus turned round; they saw the other two deatheaters coming out from the door down the hall. Page shouted "Difiniyaritus", which made one deatheater fly through the door he had come through. He didn't get up. Remus, shouted "Expelliarmus" as the deatheater had cast the Crucio curse. He flew back, and skidded along the floor, coming to a stop next to the other deatheaters feet. Page and Remus then went towards Snape. He was still defending himself with the Expelliarmus spell. Suddenly Page saw him fly through the air and falling down the stairs as he went. Remus went to his aid. Page held her wand steady and went into the room. Bellatrix and Wormtail had gone and so was Harry. "Damn it Severus. Remus he's gone." Page called to him. He quickly rushed to Page's side. "We have to call everyone back. We need to find out where they are. I'm guessing they have called more deatheaters, at least we can get the rest to Azkaban and hold them there." "Remus we can't. The dementors have gone remember. I think I might know where they have gone. Send up some sparks for Severus, we'll have to go now, or else it will be too late." Remus didn't hesitate. He went to a window in the room, opened it and shot out bright red sparks from the end of his wand. "Where do you think they have gone?" He asked. "Harry told me that in order to revive Voldemort, he had to go to a grave yard, and I think it's somewhere in the village. If I'm right, they have taken Harry there." With that they then disapperated to the graveyard, at the end of the village square. As they arrived, they heard people talking, Remus grabbed Page and they hid behind a tombstone. "We have to distract them again. I'll try and lure them away from Harry while you grab him." Page suggested to Remus. He knew time was running out so he didn't argue with her. Page ran out from behind the tombstone and started hitting as many possible deatheaters she could see with stunning spells. She saw Voldemort's body lying on the ground next to a large tombstone, and ran in the opposite direction to lure them away from him as Remus had to go and get his body to get Harry back. "You stupid witch, don't you think we know what your doing?" A deatheater called after her. "Tonight you will die like your father." Page had a sudden outburst of hatred; she turned around and shouted "Crucio" at the deatheater. He screamed, which carried round the churchyard and to the houses down the street. "How dare you mention my father? He was nothing but a coward. You shall pay for that." She cast another Crucio spell at him; Page could see tears streaming down his face. Page saw another deatheater run towards her, it was Lucious Malfoy. "Well, well, well. Now who do we have hear. Miss Quinn, how nice of you to join us, on this splendid occasion." "Shut up Malfoy." Page snapped. "You don't know what you are doing. That isn't the body of Voldemort. If you want your master back, you will give him to me." He flicked a smile. "Yes, Wormtail told me about your little trick. I wonder if you are telling the truth." She lifted the curse off the screaming deatheater who was now on his knees holding his head in agony and pointed her wand at him. "You should watch where you point your wand Miss Quinn. It might lead you to your undoing." "Oh I don't think so Malfoy. Voldemort needs me, doesn't he? What is he going to think if you kill me? He won't like that." Page slowly backed away. Her wand was still pointing at him. "Now, where do you think your going? There is no where to run to-", Page saw some red sparks behind Malfoy, which meant that Remus had got Harry and she disapperated to the kitchen in Sirius's house.
Page's heart gave an almighty jerk. She stood up, he felt panic sweep over her, like a cold icy wave beating against the warm sand that was Page's heart. She had never felt so ill in her life, as if a part of her was missing. If Voldemort is in Harry's body, then Harry must be in Voldemort's. She ran to the healer's office along the corridor, and rang the bell several times until someone came from behind her. "What is the matter dear? Do you not feel well? Can I get a potion for you?" An old woman, with a wand in her left hand, and a potion's book in the other, was looking at Page as though she was demented. "I need to send word to Dumbledore, right now. It's very important." Page tried to calm herself down, but the fact that the old healer did nothing but smile, seemed to wind Page up even more. She could feel herself get angry, but she had to control herself. "Not at this time in the morning, love. Now why don't you go back to bed?" She started to lead Page back to a different ward. "No, please you don't understand. It's very important. I must tell him something, if not, I fear the hospital is in danger. Look I'm not stupid or anything. I am a seer, and I have just seen something, which Dumbledore must know immediately." The healer, gave Page a courteous nod. "If you insist. I'll go and get the emergency hospital owl. Stay right here." The healer then left Page alone with her thoughts. Within a couple of minutes, the healer brought back a beautiful tawny owl. "This is Odysseus. He is quick. He'll get your letter to Dumbledore in no time." She handed Page the owl, who hooted gently and hopped onto her shoulder. Page quickly took the owl to her ward and scribbled down a hasty letter to Dumbledore. She tied it to the owls leg, and it took off out of the ward, and out through a skylight in the ceiling.
The next morning, Winifred awaked Page. "You have an early visitor Page." Page opened her eyes, to see Snape standing over her. She left Page, although Page didn't want her to. "We received your letter. I don't quite follow it Miss Quinn. Kindly tell me what you 'saw'." He said in a sly voice, which Page wanted to hit him for. "Severus, Harry and Voldemort have switched body's. I'm not quite sure how it has happened. But we have to go to the house and make a plan." Page was sat up, staring at him, in disbelief; he neither looked like he cared or that it mattered. "I hardly think that what you 'saw' was true. I think it is the Dark Lord playing tricks on you." He smirked at her in a cruel way. "Oh for heaven's sake. I'm getting out of her right now. Get out of my way Snivellus." She got out of bed and tried pushed past him. But he held out a hand to stop her. "I suggest you stay in bed. Everything at the Order is fine without you." And with that he left Page mortified on the stop.
That afternoon, Page stayed in bed as she was told, although she didn't take any of her potions and the healers were getting angry with her.
By 3 o'clock Remus and Tonks came to visit. "Get me out of here now. I am fine. We need to take action. I am not sure if Voldemort will wake up, and we have to get Harry out of there." Page said to them. "Calm down Page. You are being let out in a couple of minutes. That's why we came here, to pick you up." Remus said, he smiled at her, but Page wasn't in the mood to return it. "Why didn't they tell me?" Page looked at them, but they said nothing. Winifred came towards Page with three bottles of potions. "These are for you. You can go home now, but you must take these twice a day." She handed the coloured bottles to Page, then left muttering to herself. "Right then, get your things together and we'll meet you down stairs in the entrance hall." Said Tonks, they got up and left Page to dress and pack her things. Page made her way past Harry's ward, or who she thought was Harry. She looked in, and saw him still on the bed. Page welled up with tears and ran to the entrance hall. She felt so devastated, how could this happen? Was it meant to be? Could it have been prevented? Page didn't know any of the answers, but she hoped that Dumbledore would. She saw Remus and Tonks waiting for her. "You all ready then?" Remus said, picking up Page's bag. She nodded. Page didn't want to speak; she was too upset and withdrawn. They drove in silence to the house. Page didn't have Harry there to talk to her, she felt empty. Harry was apart of her life, and she had lost him to the one person, which could kill them both. The guilt swelled in Page like a spiny balloon, with each though, it inflated and cut into Page like a knife, there was no escape from it. She felt warm, wet tears running down her face; she couldn't bear to think of Harry not being at the house, the house that was the only last connection to Sirius. Page remembered what Wormtail had said about wanting Page. Like a bright light clicked on in a darkened room, she knew what she had to do. Give herself up. "Don't be stupid Page. That's suicide. You wouldn't stand a chance." Arthur said to her, as they sat in the kitchen eating their dinner of lamb chops, roast potatoes, cauliflower and gravy that was splashing down Mundungus' robes. Ron and Ginny gave eachother looks that suggested that they knew how Page felt. Hermione on the other hand looked shocked. "Professor isn't that a bit reckless. I mean. Even if Harry is awake, surly they will know something is wrong?" Hermione looked timidly at Page, but as soon as Page looked back, she put her head down, as if talking about Harry was painful for her. "Hermione this doesn't concern you. I know that you are friends with Harry. But he is my responsibility and I have let him down." Page knew she shouldn't of said that to her, but it didn't concern Hermione. She had no clue. "I think it's best if you lot go upstairs to pack your trunks. We'll be leaving in the morning and the Order will be arriving soon." Molly said hurriedly, as though to save them from Page's anger. They each got up, and left the room. When the door had shut, Page had a distinct feeling that they were going to listen to the conversation. "Page I honestly think that we need to talk this through. Even if we all decided to go ahead with your plan, you are not going to go in their alone. Severus will be here to give us a brief on the house again. He has new information that guards have been placed around the house and gardens. So even if we do apperate in there and get Harry, we can't promise that we will all come back together." Arthur was looking at Page, but she kept her head down and stared at her food. She wasn't hungry. She just wanted to get Harry back that was all that mattered to her. She got up and took her plate to the sink. She had no clue what she was doing her mind was on other things, and she accidentally dropped a plate. It smashed to the floor, pieces of it scattered across the kitchen. "I'm so sorry Molly. I wasn't thinking about what I was doing." Page took out her wand, but Tonks cleared away the shattered pieces of plate. "Page it's OK. Everything will be decided soon. Dumbledore will be coming too. He can tell us what we need to know." Tonks went back to her seat at the table; she twiddled her thumbs and stared at the ceiling. Page went into the living room. It looked quieter then usual. The lamps were low, and it gave the room an eerie feeling. Shadows were dancing on the walls, Page wondered if Harry would ever see the house again. The doorbell rang, Page walked to open the door, and there stood Mad-Eye. "Hello Page, nice to see your back. Has anyone turned up yet?" He walked into the hall, took off his mouldy black cloak and followed Page into the living room. "No, not yet. Do you want something to drink, Butterbeer? Tea?" "No, thank you Page. You can never be too careful. You never know who will try to poison you. That's why I always carry my hipflask." He sat down on a chair; his magical eye whizzed around the room. His eye then focussed upstairs. "May-Eye, no one will try and poison you. I don't see why you bother." Page sat down on a chair opposite to him. His magical eye was still looking through the floors. They both waited as the rest of the Order turned up within the hour, including Snape.
"Right then, shall we begin." Page said to Tonks. They were both sat by the fireside; as it crackled and popped. "No, you will wait until Professor Dumbledore arrives, which should be very soon." Said Snape, who overheard Page talking to Tonks. "It amazes me why you are here Miss Quinn. Do you not remember what I told you in St. Mungo's?" He said with a sly look on his face. "I seem to remember telling you quite clearly, or have you forgotten?" "I have not forgotten Severus, and nor will I let you dictate to me, why I should be here or not, it's non of your concern, in fact it has nothing to do with you?" Page turned her back on him and gazed into the fire. "What do you mean it doesn't concern me?" Page turned around; his sly face had changed into a rapt expression of alarm. "Harry means nothing to you, and you him. I don't see why you're here, when it involves finding Harry and getting him back. Or is it based on Dumbledore's orders 'cos it sure isn't on voluntary work." Page smirked at him. He stormed off in a temper. Tonks started to clap. "Well, now that was interesting. You have done it now. He's going to be in a mood all day. I'm glad you said something instead of me." Page smiled at her. The doorbell rang again, and luckily Dumbledore had arrived. His beard was longer then Page had ever seen, it hung loose down his robes. Everyone laid eyes on him as he entered the room. He caught Page's are and walked towards her. No one spoke a word; it was silent as though people were waiting for a great speech. Page stood up. "I am very sorry for what happened to Harry. But we will find a way to get him back. However in the mean time, we must discuss the issues at hand. Severus is you please." Snape came from behind him. Dumbledore followed him to the table in the middle of the room. People started to talk, Page wasn't interested in what they were saying. She quickly pushed passed people to get to the table. On it were plans of Voldemort's house, with little red dots on it, indicating the Death Eaters. "We will need a distraction to move them out of the way. There are at least twelve of them surrounding the building and six are dotted around the inside." Snape suggested to whoever was listening to him. "I'll go, it's my responsibility." Page spoke up. "I want to be the one who gets Harry." Rapt talk followed Page's outburst. "My I be prudent headmaster? It seems that Miss Quinn here is not fit to help out. If she tended to her duties Mr Potter would not be in St. Mungo's and we would not be having this conversation." Snape looked at Page with the deepest of hating that could ever be shown by an expression. "No Severus. Page does have the right to be with Harry. Although we must figure out a way to get Voldemort and Harry together without either of them being killed." Dumbledore turned towards his Order. "It is time to act quickly. We should get groups together. It is time the order acted out of love then courage. It will be in our hands to help Harry. It is our duty to help him." They each gathered around, talking to eachother. Page heard her name mentioned a lot of times, but she chose to ignore it. "Right then, Shacklebolt and Tonks will be on the right hand side of the house, Emmeline and Waterskew will be on the left. Arthur, Remus and Severus will go with you Page. You have to get in through the back door underneath the room, which Harry will likely be kept. The rest of us will be on stand by, in case anything goes wrong. Just shoot up red sparks for danger." Mad-Eye was telling them all. "We leave tonight, it's the only chance we have got. Molly will see the rest of the children on the Hogwarts train tomorrow morning, plus tomorrow is a Saturday, so you'll have time to go back to St. Mungo's tomorrow and Page and Severus to Hogwarts. We will leave in ten minutes. It will give us the element of surprise, they won't suspect a thing." He winked at Page, who in return smiled at him. He hobbled off towards Dumbledore and began a deep conversation with him. Within ten minutes they were ready. Shacklebolt, Tonks, Emmeline and Waterskew left before them, as their job was to draw the deatheaters away from the house. When to coast was clear, Page, Remus and Severus set off. They disapperated to their location, which was next to the back door of the house. Snape opened the back door with the Alohamorah spell. The crept it. Eerie shadows flickered across the walls of the kitchen. It was deadly silent. Only their breathing could be heard. They crossed the kitchen and into the hall. They froze suddenly, as they heard voice's coming from the room next to them. "After this, master will graciously offer us immortality. I know he will forgive us. We are but his loyal servants." "You are right. It wont be long now until he awakens, then we shall all be deemed worthy of his plan to kill the boy." They laughed in a way, which sent shivers down Page's spine. Remus and Severus crept forwards towards the door, they quickly opened it, shouted Silencio, then hit them with a patrificus totalus spell, which knocked them onto the floor with a bang, looking hard as concrete. They all held their breath as they heard noise coming from upstairs, they moved into the shadows, so that they couldn't be seen. Two deatheaters, then came into the room, and again they were both hit with the same spells, both hit the floor with a bang, but no one else came downstairs. "What are we going to do with these lot?" Page asked Remus in a low whisper. "Not, sure. We have two more deatheaters to get through and also Wormtail and Bellatrix." He whispered back. Page could hardly see him; it was so dark, she saw two figures walking towards the door, and she followed. They all made their way carefully up the stairs. "I will go first, then you two will follow behind me. Do not talk to them, just be armed and ready." Snape said, Remus looked at Page in an 'I-think- your-stupid' look. Page nodded in response to Snap's plan, and they continued up the stairs. As they approached the landing, they could see light at the bottom of the door. They all raised their wands. Snape made a hand gesture to move both Remus and Page back behind him. He opened the door, and raised his wand right at Wormtail and Bellatrix. "You are in possession of Harry Potter. You are out numbered." Snape's body hid Page and Remus out of sight. "The only way to revive the Dark Lord is to switch them back, surly you know about this incident?" Both Wormtail and Bellatrix had stood up; they too had raised their wands right at him. "I do not see any other people in this room Severus. You are the one who is outnumbered, and your silly trick will not help you. My master just needs rest. He will be at full strength again to kill off that Potter boy and the girl." Bellatrix laughed in a high-pitched squeaky voice. "Why Severus, what is wrong with the ickle potty boy? Is he too unwell? We shall deal with him soon enough. And, how dare you come back. You betrayed your master. Look at him now. He is unfit to kill you personally. But no matter, I will do it for him." She raised her wand and cried out "Avakadavra" a stream of red light issued from her wand, Snape in return shouted "Expelliarmus" which reflected the curse as it hit the wall right next to Snape and blasted a clean circular hole right through it. Page and Remus turned round; they saw the other two deatheaters coming out from the door down the hall. Page shouted "Difiniyaritus", which made one deatheater fly through the door he had come through. He didn't get up. Remus, shouted "Expelliarmus" as the deatheater had cast the Crucio curse. He flew back, and skidded along the floor, coming to a stop next to the other deatheaters feet. Page and Remus then went towards Snape. He was still defending himself with the Expelliarmus spell. Suddenly Page saw him fly through the air and falling down the stairs as he went. Remus went to his aid. Page held her wand steady and went into the room. Bellatrix and Wormtail had gone and so was Harry. "Damn it Severus. Remus he's gone." Page called to him. He quickly rushed to Page's side. "We have to call everyone back. We need to find out where they are. I'm guessing they have called more deatheaters, at least we can get the rest to Azkaban and hold them there." "Remus we can't. The dementors have gone remember. I think I might know where they have gone. Send up some sparks for Severus, we'll have to go now, or else it will be too late." Remus didn't hesitate. He went to a window in the room, opened it and shot out bright red sparks from the end of his wand. "Where do you think they have gone?" He asked. "Harry told me that in order to revive Voldemort, he had to go to a grave yard, and I think it's somewhere in the village. If I'm right, they have taken Harry there." With that they then disapperated to the graveyard, at the end of the village square. As they arrived, they heard people talking, Remus grabbed Page and they hid behind a tombstone. "We have to distract them again. I'll try and lure them away from Harry while you grab him." Page suggested to Remus. He knew time was running out so he didn't argue with her. Page ran out from behind the tombstone and started hitting as many possible deatheaters she could see with stunning spells. She saw Voldemort's body lying on the ground next to a large tombstone, and ran in the opposite direction to lure them away from him as Remus had to go and get his body to get Harry back. "You stupid witch, don't you think we know what your doing?" A deatheater called after her. "Tonight you will die like your father." Page had a sudden outburst of hatred; she turned around and shouted "Crucio" at the deatheater. He screamed, which carried round the churchyard and to the houses down the street. "How dare you mention my father? He was nothing but a coward. You shall pay for that." She cast another Crucio spell at him; Page could see tears streaming down his face. Page saw another deatheater run towards her, it was Lucious Malfoy. "Well, well, well. Now who do we have hear. Miss Quinn, how nice of you to join us, on this splendid occasion." "Shut up Malfoy." Page snapped. "You don't know what you are doing. That isn't the body of Voldemort. If you want your master back, you will give him to me." He flicked a smile. "Yes, Wormtail told me about your little trick. I wonder if you are telling the truth." She lifted the curse off the screaming deatheater who was now on his knees holding his head in agony and pointed her wand at him. "You should watch where you point your wand Miss Quinn. It might lead you to your undoing." "Oh I don't think so Malfoy. Voldemort needs me, doesn't he? What is he going to think if you kill me? He won't like that." Page slowly backed away. Her wand was still pointing at him. "Now, where do you think your going? There is no where to run to-", Page saw some red sparks behind Malfoy, which meant that Remus had got Harry and she disapperated to the kitchen in Sirius's house.