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Chapter 11

"You must...face your one true fear and defeat it."

"Voldemort?" Ron piped up.

"No. The fear that is biggest. The one that scares him the most. I know what it is Harry. And so do you."

Realization hit Harry like a ton of bricks. His real one true fear was losing Moine. He would have to face losing her in order to get the ring that was destined to him.

"No."

"What?" Alexia replied.

"I won't do it, Alexia!" Harry repeated, a bit louder this time, "Mione is too important to me. I would rather fight Voldemort on my own and possibly die, than face loosing Moine."

"Is that final?" Alexia asked him.

"Yes."

"I was afraid of this," Jordan sighed, "I guess Chad can wait."

"Chad?"

"Chad Longbottom," Alexia stated, "Chris Staples, Alex Granger-"

Hermione's head shot up.

"No, impossible!" she cried, cutting him off, "My older bother is dead!"

"No, our small group breathes and lives," Alexia replied, "There were originally six of us, but now there are twelve, one of which is ours."

It took the entire group exactly three seconds to realize what they had just been told.

"Did you just imply what I think you just implied!?" Molly Weasley almost shrieked, "You have a child!?"

"That's what we wanted to tell Dumbledore," Jordan stated softly, "We are expecting a child and we have a son named William."

Bill grinned as he realized he had a nephew named after him.

"Where's Fred and George?" Ron suddenly piped in.

The Burrow~~~~~~~~~

Fred and George Weasley stared at the smouldering rubble that had been their large home.

"I told you that we should have come straight home!" George yelled at Fred, "But no, somebody just had to stop at Diagon Alley!"

"How was I supposed to know our home would get attacked?!" Fred yelled back in his defense.

They searched the rubble for some sort of clue. A body, a note, anything that would tell them of their family's current condition.

"Look!" George suddenly shouted from near the fireplace, "There are words burned here in the bricking!"

"Is it something to do with You-Know-Who?" Fred asked as he joined his brother's side.

"I doubt it," George replied, "Unless he changed his name to Alexia."

"So what does it say?"

"Death Eaters attack...Floo...Marauder's Hideout...Alexia."

"Good thing we know how to Apparate and we actually got our licenses," Fred commented grimly.

With that they Apparated to the Marauder's Hideout.
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Alexia looked at the gathered group and suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder. She whirled around with her wand drawn and came face to face with Fred and George Weasley.

"FREDERICK DOUGLAS WEASLEY AND GEORGE ARTHUR WEASLEY!" Molly thundered, "WHERE IN THE NAME OF MERLIN HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

Everyone cringed at the sheer volume, the windows in the room rattled, but none more so than the twins.

"Uh...Diagon Alley," George answered wearily.

"Diagon Alley!?" Molly repeated, livid, "And what were you doing stopping at Diagon Aleey!? If-"

"Molly, if you please," Arthur started, "Not in front of the others."

"Okay," Molly replied and then shot a look at the twins, "Just wait until later you two."

The twins exchanged unreadable looks and then gulped nervously.
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Later that day, Mrs. Weasley cooked a huge lunch for everyone. The twins had yet to be punished, but they were acting as if they had already been. After lunch the phoenix group went off to train. Ginny would watch them and then start her training.

Ginny watched then with amazement as Harry called in a storm and Hermione dodged lightning bolts. Ron shot fire at Alexia while she retailiated by firing ice shards at him. Jordan stood to the side, with Ginny, watching the others train diligently. None noticed a pair of dark eyes watching their every move.