Hey, sorry I am such a piece, but I have suffered from a serious case of writers block...I know what I want to write, but actually getting it down right is beyond me so I am throwing caution to the wind and going for it! BY THE WAY GO RED SOX!

The Third Option...

27: CALLING ALL AURORS

Malfoy smirked, "Well... we are speechless...."

Ron stuttered, "Well, we've been looking for him for years, we have got to call the aurors-"

"-RON YOU MORON WE ARE THE AURORS THAT EVERYONE WOULD CALL!" Harry yelled, and instantly regretted it. He needed to be cautious, he didn't know the layout of this house and giving his position in the house away would be a very bad idea indeed.

A faint thump was heard by the three men causing them all to jump 3 feet into the air. It grew louder and louder and the men grew increasingly anxious.

Finally it stopped. And that was truly the scary part. "Well Draco... I am saddened to see the friends you have selected for yourself. Tut tut tut...." The main stayed in the shadows.

Malfoy stepped forward, "You completely ruined my life, and do you know how hard I had to work to replenish the family honor?"

"Do you know how many years of therapy he went through to get over your brainwashing?" Ron muttered, and Harry snickered. They were 13 years old again and completely loathing the two other men in the room. They did hate the older more than the younger; it was what Hermione would call progress.

Lucius Malfoy stepped forward into a beam of fading sunlight, showing his scarred and beaten wrinkled and graying face; Harry flushed with pride to see that the most prominent one, a large purple bulge, jetting across his right cheek and grazing his nose, had to be accredited to him.

Memories so long ago buried rose hard inside him. He had been so wrapped up in getting Ginny back that he had forgotten his pain. Maybe that's what she was going to be for him, an antidote to all this poison, which now seemed like a past life. But, the thing that he really could relate with her about was that she had lived through it all as well. She wasn't in the dark, she knew. And he never would have to tell her. She knew. And soon he would be able to marry her. With all their friends and family there, well, their surviving family. It was times like these he wished to have Sirius around. He missed his godfather, even though he only knew the man briefly. In the war he had lost people he had known since his first days at Hogwarts, but Sirius's death was worse for him. He had had a nightmare about it just the other night in fact, but Ginny was there to comfort him. She always had been really... and she....WAM!

Harry was struck by a curse, throwing him hard into the wall behind him. Clearly, the Malfoy's were through with chatting. Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw and bald, fat old man scurrying away from the battle. WORMTAIL.

Ginny, who had been napping on the couch in the parlor sat bolt up. Hermione, who had been researching something for S.P.E.W. looked up, "What is it?"

"Harry and Ron, they are at it again!"

"What are you talking about Ginny? You had a nightmare." Hermione sighed.

"You don't understand, they are going to make fools of themselves, I can just feel it, and we have got to go to them!"

"Ginny! You don't even know where they are!" Hermione brought up a good point.

"HERMIONE! I am not kidding! Besides, I know exactly where to find Harry." Ginny's eyes glistened with tears of rage. "Get your coat, get your wand and be out of that door before I count to three of I will..."

Ginny never had to finish her sentence, they were out and on there way.

Well, thats the end of that for now.. I will try to update this and my other stories soon, but its late, I am tired, and I have to get up early tomorrow.