Chapter 18
Ron and Fred carried Harry's limp body down Privet Drive and back to the Durley's house. Hermione followed behind them helping a horrified Ginny. They made it to the house and placed Harry on the couch.
"Go get some chocolate," Hermione directed Fred. Nodding Fred swiftly headed into the kitchen. Hermione lead Ginny to the other sofa and made her sit down. Ginny rested her head back and closed her eyes. Once Hermione was sure she was alright she got up and headed over to Ron, who stood in the door way to the living room.
Ron took her hand in his and gave it a light squeeze as she came up beside him. "We've got to get out of here. They know we're here now. They're going to come for us," Ron shook his head.
"Where do we go?" Hermione asked. "We don't have anywhere else. Harry sent out that letter didn't he?"
Ron shrugged. "I hope. But in the mean time all I want to worry about is getting out of here."
Fred suddenly reappeared from the kitchen holding a giant bar of chocolate. "Bet its Dudley's. Well he doesn't need it anyway," he handed it to Hermione who broke it into pieces.
As she was doing so Ron noticed Harry's eyes flutter open. He opened his mouth to speak but Ron stopped him. "Rest mate. We got a long journey ahead of us."
Fred shot him an odd look but Ron ignored him. Hermione finished breaking the chocolate and handed a piece to everyone. Once all the chocolate was gone both Harry and Ginny lay back and went to sleep.
Ron, Fred and Hermione silently snuck into the kitchen.
"Fred, there's only one thing we can do now. We've got to get out of here," Ron took a bite ofhis chocolate.
"How do you propose we get out of here Ron? Neither you, Harry, Hermione or Ginny can apparate. Not to mention George can't even move," there seemed to be a bitter tone to his voice.
"We can't just sit around," Ron said rather angrily. Ron had never felt so serious about something before.
Fred sighed and shook his head. "I don't know what to do. Don't you think the Ministry would know about this by now? Shouldn't we get them to help?"
Ron tried to speak but his mouth was too full of chocolate.
"What Ron is trying to say," Hermione shot him a look, "is that if they did know how come they haven't helped us already?"
"Good question," Fred replied sadly sliding onto one of the chairs.
Ron finally managed to swallow and spoke. "I'm sure Harry sent a letter to Lupin. They'll come as soon as they can. The only thing is I think that will be too late. Harry's weak. V..Voldermort will want to strike now."
BANG! A loud crashing noise from above echoed through the house.
"Shit," Fred shouted jumping off his chair. Not only did he, Ron and Hermione go dashing up the stairs but so did Ginny. Ron threw himself into Harry's room behind Fred and almost fainted by what he saw. Was he dreaming? He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. When he opened them he still faced the same thing. Ginny gasped as she finally was able to see over his shoulder.
"George?!" Ron stammered.
Author's Note - I'm So sorry i haven't updated. It's been so long. I finished writing my other story and i got kinda stuck on this one. I wasn't sure where i wanted to take it. I kept rewriting this chapter over and over. It never seemed to sound the way i wanted it to. I'm still not sure about this one but all in all i feel it's alright. Hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to read and review. THANKS :)
