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Chapter Three
Hermione Granger Weasley was busy helping Molly Weasley making breakfast for her large family, when an owl flew in, dropping a thick newspaper on the counter. Hermione ignored the paper and fried some eggs in the pan. Mrs. Weasley picked up the paper and scanned on the front page. She dropped it on the plates.
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione.
Mrs. Weasley trembled. "He escaped dear."
"Who?" asked Hermione, going over to the paper.
"Harry," whispered Mrs. Weasley. Hermione gasped. She read the paper.
Harry James Potter: Escaped!
Yesterday, Harry James Potter had escape from Azkaban prison. According to the guard he blew the door apart and walked out, looking calm, but partly his eyes read one word: murder. The Aurors are on a frantic search for the murderer. He's considered a madman. To refresh everyone's memory, Harry Potter was convicted in the murder of Remus Lupin, Mundungus Fletcher, and the attempted murder of Percy Weasley. He was sentenced to a lifetime in Azkaban, until he broke out. The Minister ordered a Dementor's Kiss be used on him if he's founded. However, according to information, he's a dangerous person and no one should be near him. Everyone should stay away and leave it to the Aurors and Ministry officials. We will give every an update on what is going on.
Hermione was breathing heavily now. "How?" She squeaked. "How did he manage to break down the door?"
"I don't know dear," said Mrs. Weasley, trembling. "Do-do you think he'll be after us?"
"I don't know," said Hermione, softly. Then suddenly, her head was swirling with guilt. "No. No, he won't hurt us. We don't have anything to do with him."
"Except condemn him to lifetime in misery," sobbed Mrs. Weasley. Hermione put her arms around her. She sighed.
"Everything will be fine. Don't worry."
"How will the family react to this?" She asked through her tears.
"To what?" asked Ron Weasley, coming into the kitchen. Hermione let Mrs. Weasley go. Ron walked over. "What's going on? Did something happen?"
Hermione took a deep breath. "Harry escaped."
"HE WHAT?" roared Ron. "HOW THE HELL DID HE ESCAPE? THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL HE COULD'VE..." Ron stopped. He quickly looked at Hermione. "Sirius," he said.
Hermione nodded, her eyes beginning to water. "Did you know why Sirius escaped?"
"To prove..."
"That he was innocent!"
Ron shook his head. "NO! That's a downright lie. We all witnessed it. We all know it. We found evidence." Hermione looked at Ron. She buried her face in his arms.
"I just don't know!" She cried, her voice muffled.
"Let's keep this to ourselves," said Mrs. Weasley. "If I know my sons, they won't be pleased." Hermione nodded, wiping her eyes. Mrs. Weasley did the same thing. Ron sat down on the table, staring at it, blankly. The rest of the family came down for breakfast a few minutes later, oblivious to everything.
Bill yawned while Fleur covered his mouth. "Don't be rude," she said, but a smile flickered on her face. Bill shrugged and sat down. Fleur carried a two year old in her arms. "Okay, Danielle, get off so Mummy could eat." Danielle climbed off her mother and climbed on the chair next to her.
Hermione smiled as she placed a plateful of pancakes in the middle of the table with the syrup. "How's Danielle's sleep?" She asked, smiling.
Danielle grinned. "Good, auntie!" She said, clapping. Fleur smiled.
"Why didn't you call so I can 'elp you with the cooking?" She asked.
"With Danielle on your hands?" asked Mrs. Weasley. "I doubt it." She squeezed Danielle's cheeks and went into the kitchen. The twins came down. Bill groaned.
"Hurricane Weasleys."
"Oy!" Called Fred, "Why are you in Uncle Freddy's seat?"
Danielle giggled. "Uncle Freddy get back to bed!" She climbed off and ran over to the couch to sit down. She played with the miniature chess set. George sat down and quickly grabbed four pancakes.
"This smells so good," he said.
Charlie, his wife, Faith, and nine months old son, Tyler came into the kitchen. Faith rocked Tyler in her arms. Mrs. Weasley smiled.
"Everyone seemed to be in a very good mood today," she said, quietly.
"Of course," said Fred, taking a bite of his pancake. "It's a beautiful day. When are Percy and Penelope coming over? It's a family day."
Ron scowled. "When is Ginny coming out of the bathroom? Last time I saw her was forty five minutes ago."
Bill nodded. "She's been busy putting on make-up probably. I think she has a date."
"With who?"
"I think it was Dean, again."
Hermione's hands came to her mouth. Ron looked at her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she said quickly. She looked at Mrs. Weasley, who was petrified.
Charlie scowled. "I can't believe Dad was called off to work early. What's up anyways?" Hermione and Mrs. Weasley were about to sit down when footsteps came speeding into the kitchen. Ginny was standing there, her chocolate brown eyes frantic. She grabbed a toast and shoves it into her mouth.
"Slow down, what's wrong with you?" asked Fred.
Ginny glared at him and drowned her toast down with a glass of orange juice. "Can't talk. Gotta go. Work to do." Bill frowned.
"What work do you have? You're an Auror and it's a Saturday."
Ginny scowled. "Easy for you to say. You haven't read the Daily Prophet! Damn it! I got to get ahead of those Dementors." She kissed Mrs. Weasley good-bye and Disapperate without another word.
Charlie blinked. "What is she talking about?"
"Probably stress," said George.
Bill stood up and searched around the room. As Hermione and Mrs. Weasley feared, he picked up the Daily Prophet. "WHAT?" He screamed as he read it.
"What happened?" asked Charlie.
"HE ESCAPED!"
"Who?" asked Fred, going over.
"POTTER!" The whole family froze. They couldn't believe it with the exception of Hermione, Ron, and Mrs. Weasley. Ron stood up.
"Ginny's right," he said. "Even if he did betray us, it's still the Dementor's Kiss he's facing." With a pop he was gone. Bill suddenly realized something.
"Where's Percy? What if he got to Percy?" Charlie stood up quickly and they both ran out of the house. Mrs. Weasley fell back onto her chair sobbing. Fred and George looked at each other darkly.
"If we find Potter first, he'll pay." They both left. Now, the house was empty except for Mrs. Weasley, her daughter in laws, and her grandchildren.
A/N: Heys! Thanks all those who's been reviewing! And here are some of my replies:
ms. hufflepuff: this is your Hermione, Ron, and other people chapter. And yes, my chapters are short, but I'm getting there. You don't have to strangle me tomorrow. I have spell check, but it's not invincible and neither are my eyes. Sorrie for the mistake.
T.D.: Thank you, you're the inspiration of betrayal. P
gallandro-83: Thanks for the great ideas. I think I'm going to make Harry drunk several times but not too much. But I'm not going to let him forget and forgive so easily. Trust is a strong bond. However, the stronger the bond, the harder it is to fix the shatter pieces. :x That sounds so corny.
feshnie: Kill Voldy? This chapter tells all, I hope.
athenakitty: Good lesson. Hehehe...betrayal. I hope he finds innocence. Hmmm..die betrayer? Gotta think...