A Love Worth Fighting For

Chapter Fifteen

Meetings

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Harry: Not Hermione

Hermione: Not Harry

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Star in a Daze: Okay then... recap... Petunia's dead, Fudge's dead... Ginny and Draco are engaged; Harry and Hermione are the best man and maid of honour. About to go to the order for a meeting. There we go, enjoy! Please R&R!

Also... this chapter has some gruesome scenes... so the rating might go up for this chappie... just to warn you all!

Harry and Hermione were sitting at the Slytherin table with Ginny and Draco eating dinner. Hermione was in deep conversation with Ginny about the dresses for the wedding.

"So, the bridesmaids dresses are going to be a nice lilac color, right?" Said Hermione. Ginny nodded.

"A really nice lilac, I saw the perfect dress in the store window the other day. But it was blue. I'll just order lilac ones and they will be perfect!"

"Oh my gosh. You have to let me see it".

"We'll go on Saturday".

"Perfect". Meanwhile Draco and Harry were having a burping contest.

"Ha ha, mine was louder!" Harry said, smiling.

"In your dreams Potter" Harry looked down at his watch. It was five thirty.

"Hermione, we better hurry up. I want to get something from our room before we... go to the staff meeting".

"Well, get it. I'll meet you down here".

"Um, I want you to come with me".

"Okay". Something tells me that you don't want to get something.

Well, I want to get some alone time with my girlfriend before we have to go to the order. Hermione stood up rapidly, dropping her fork.

"I'm done Harry, let's go". Harry looked at her and laughed. He stood up and the two of them ran out of the Great Hall at remarkable speed. Ginny looked at Draco and they shrugged.

Up in Harry and Hermione's room Harry shut the door behind him and grabbed Hermione. He kissed her and she kissed him back. They had been so busy lately that they hadn't had a lot of time to themselves. It felt good to be back in each other's arms. Harry pulled Hermione down onto the couch and onto his lap. He kissed her with more passion than he could express to her in words.

When it was time to go to the meeting they separated and then, hand-in-hand, walked over to Dumbledore's office to meet him.

"Hello Albus". Harry said when he entered the room. "Hey Katrina, hey Moony, hey Ron".

"Hi Harry". They all replied. "Hi Hermione". Dumbledore walked to the middle of the room.

"Okay, now that we are all here we can leave. Everyone take some floo powder and we can go". He passed around a little pouch filled with floo powder. Once everyone had taken some Dumbledore walked over to his fireplace.

After they had all flooed to headquarters they went into the dining room where everyone else was sitting. Everyone from the order was there. And there was a lot more of them then Harry thought.

Once they had all sat down Albus stood up and started the meeting.

"Hello everyone. This is our first meeting with everyone here since the summer. I'm sure we have a lot to get caught up on. But first I would like to bring up the importance of this meeting. The note that Lord Voldemort left with the minister's body is quite disconcerting. Especially the part of the note for Harry. I am sure that all of you are troubled about the huge scene that he made, but it was just a warning. The next attack that he does will be huge. I am almost positive of that. I would just like to put up more guards around the important areas of out world, especially the ministry. I want everyone possible to be on guard at the ministry, and at the elective's houses". Everyone nodded. "Also, I would like more of the order at Hogwarts. Or close to it. Fred, George, do you think you could move shop to Hogsmeade?"

"Yup". George replied.

"Of course". Fred added.

"Good, also, Tonks, I would like you to come to Hogwarts. Amanda is there also. I think she would like to join the order, but I won't invite her yet. I think she is still trying to cope with the loss of Sirius, as are many of the people here". Dumbledore looked at Harry, then at Lupin. Harry looked at the floor. "But I know that everyone here will not do anything they might regret. So, are there any questions?"

"Yes". Molly Weasley said. "I would like to know who the candidates for the minister are. Do you know them?"

"Actually, yes I do. There are several people nominated, but according to my sources I believe that Arthur has the most votes". Molly was shocked.

"You mean... he was nominated?"

"Yes, of course. Many people thought that he would make a good minister".

"Why didn't he tell me"?

"He doesn't know, well he might now, he was invited to a meeting for all of the nominees, to tell them what is going on". Just as Dumbledore finished Arthur walked in.

"Guess what everybody; I'm one of the candidates for the new minister".

"We know Arthur, that's great". Molly said, smiling.

"Oh, well, sorry for interrupting". He sat down and looked at Dumbledore.

"Now, back to what we were talking about previously. Now, are there any more questions about anything?" Nobody spoke. "Okay then, on to business. Lord Voldemort has been doing minor attacks throughout England. There isn't a pattern that we can follow so there isn't a lot we can do to stop it, but we do have an informant in with Voldemort. He is trying to get close to him, but is finding it difficult because three of his most trusted death eaters have gone missing. Lucius Malfoy, Richard Crabbe and Michael Goyle. They have been missing for awhile now". Moody shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Umm, they are tied up in the Forbidden Forest. Harry, Hermione, Katrina and I tied them there".

"Wait, when were you guys in the forbidden forest?" Ron asked them. Harry, Hermione and Katrina looked at each other, then at Dumbledore.

"They were in class with Alastor".

"Okay".

"So, they are in the forbidden forest? Okay, we will send people in there to get them. Now, is there any thing about Lord Voldemort that anyone here knows about?" Suddenly one of the members of the order stood up, and slowly began to change.

"Frank?" Dumbledore asked. Frank shook his head, and then he started to laugh.

"You have an informant in the dark lord's circle and you just said where the three favored death eaters are. Now you shall all pay for what you have done to my master". Frank was slowly changing while he said this. And his voice changed to sound a bit higher, vaguely familiar to Harry. After the transformation was complete everyone gasped. Frank Abberinni, one of their most trusted members was...

"Peter Pettigrew". Harry said, his voice dripping with disgust. And it was. Standing in front of the entire order was Voldemort's most loyal supporter, the one who had betrayed Harry's parents to Voldemort, the one who had lived in Harry's dorm room for three years, the one who put Sirius in Azkaban.

"No shit... now, I want Harry; I want him brought to my master". Harry's eyes were flaming. Almost everything around him was on fire.

"You killed my parents, you put my Godfather in Azkaban, and now you want me to go to your master, the most revolting creature ever to set foot on this earth?" Peter flinched at his words.

"I'm not asking. I'm telling". The flames in the room grew bigger and hotter, but the heat didn't affect Harry in any way. Harry started to walk toward Pettigrew, the flames following him, Peter raised his want and Hermione gasped.

"Harry, watch out Harry". She screamed to him, but he couldn't hear her. She tried to contact him through her mind, but all she could see is a wall of fire, she couldn't break through it, no matter how hard she tried. Harry continued to walk towards Peter as Peter began to say spells, but they seemed to just bounce off the flames.

Lupin reached out and grabbed Harry, but the fire on his cloak burned his hand. He ignored the pain and kept trying to get Harry to stop.

Harry started to reach for his scimitars. He grabbed one and swung it at Peter. He put his silver hand up into the air to block the attack, it parried the blow, but Harry, and much too quick for little Peter swung the other one before Peter had time to comprehend what was going on. The scimitar caught Peter's wrist and cut off the silver hand. The hand started to glow. Then, out of nowhere, the hand disappeared with a wisp of black smoke. Everyone was looking at the hand except Harry and Peter. They were looking at each other with pure hatred. Harry dropped his scimitars. They fell to the floor with a clang. Peter just stood there, watching Harry's every move, then, he started to laugh.

"Is that the best you've got Potter? You are just going to give up? This is going to be easier than killing those parents of yours. You aren't even worthy to fight against my Lord Voldemort. You are just a pathetic teenager, just like your little girlfriend over there. But don't worry; she won't have to see you die. You'll have the pleasure of watching her die. Then all of your little friends here, one by one, and then, when I get to you, well, let's just say that you'll wish I was a cruel man. I won't kill you, yet. I'll take you with me to my lord, and then he will have the joy of watching you die". Peter made a move towards Hermione, and faster that anyone could have ever thought, Harry had his sword, the sword of Gryffindor, to Peter's neck.

"One more movement and I'll slice your throat". Peter's eyes flickered over to Harry, and then he looked at Hermione, who was paralyzed with fear.

Hermione let out a soft sob and then looked at Harry. She had never seen him like that, ever before. The anger in his eyes showed more then ever. The flames dancing along the green of his eyes.

Peter looked at Harry, and then smirked.

"Wipe off the smile, or you will wish you never set eyes on me, or Hermione". Peter raised his eyebrows at Harry.

"What would your dear old daddy think of his son? Holding a sword to somebody's neck?"

"If my dad were here, he would have the sword to your neck, not me. Now, one more word, Peter just one more word and..." Harry slowly pulled his sword a few inches and cut the skin on his neck slightly. Blood dripped down his neck, and on to his robes. Peter swallowed hard and looked at Harry with pleading eyes.

Hermione moved over to Ron. He was in his seat still, staring at Harry and Pettigrew. He was lost for words. Hermione helped him out of the seat and brought him over to the wall where the rest of the order had moved to.

Lupin looked at Harry. He then moved forward. He walked silently over to Harry and placed his hand on Harry's shoulder. The fire that was on him, though it was big, didn't hurt Lupin one bit. Harry turned to look at him. Lupin just looked at Harry, then at Peter. He had never thought he would see this happen.

"Harry". Lupin whispered. "Harry. It'll be okay". Harry slowly nodded.

"Once I rid the world of this scum". As Harry said this, the flames started to grow again, causing Lupin to remove his hand. Harry turned back to face Peter. Peter was looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Please, Harry". Peter whispered.

"Please Harry what? Do you really expect me to take pity on you after all you have done? Do you expect me to say, oh, okay Peter, you go off and murder the rest of the world, while I sit back and have a margarita. I don't think so". Peter looked around the room at everyone there. He started with Lupin and ended with Hermione.

"Peter, my dear old friend". Lupin said. "No one here will help you. You have done too much to the world, and helped with the murder of our friends and families. Death is the most honorable way to go right now. It would rid the world of a threat, well part of a threat, and it would be the least you deserve right now, after killing all of those people. James, Lily, Cedric Diggory two years ago. That was all you".

Peter shook his head.

"No, no it wasn't me. I didn't kill Lily and James. Voldemort did". Lupin shook his head.

"No Peter, you did". Harry said. "If you hadn't betrayed your friends. Your best friends, then they wouldn't have died. If you didn't look for pity when Voldemort came to you, if you didn't tremble under his power then my parents would still be alive. When my parents needed a friend they turned to you, and when you needed authority, you turn to the one person who wants them dead". Peter started to tremble. His eyes glistening with tears. Harry grabbed Peter's arm to hold him still.

"Harry, you wont really kill me will you?" Peter asked fearfully.

Harry grinned. "I don't know if I will kill you. I'll ask my sword... it said that I shouldn't kill you".

"Oh, thank you, thank you Harry".

Harry started to laugh.

"Since when do swords talk Peter, besides, it said that I shouldn't kill you, because it said that it wants the pleasure of ridding the world of you".

"No, please, no Harry".

"Bye-bye Petey". Harry said grinning. He started to pull the sword through his neck.

"No, please Harry, have mercy". Harry looked at him and shook his head. He then pulled out the sword, and with a clean swipe the head fell to the ground.

The fire around Harry dimmed. He dropped the sword. It landed on the wooden floor with a clatter. Harry looked around the room, pushed past Lupin and ran.

Star in a Daze: Okay, I know that chapter seems a little weird and distasteful, but I had to do it, I'm sorry to all of you who liked Peter... so I guess I'm not sorry to anyone... except Voldemort, but he can go FHS in a closet! I hope you all review! I love you guys!