"So what are we going to do?" Harry asked lying back onto his bed in Ron's room. Both he and Hermione had been staying at the Burrow for Bill and Fleur's wedding. The three of them had been discussing plans to tell Mr. And Mrs. Weasly what they were going to do.
"She'll freak! She bloody lost it when Fred and George left; we're not even going to star. I'm dead." Ron said, his face falling.
"The school might not even reopen, so she won't kill you Ronald!" Hermione made an attempt to smile, but failing terribly.
"Let's not forget that we're also going after the most evil wizard known. You two can still back out now if you want to." Harry was half hoping they might not come out of fear of Mrs. Weasly. The last thing he wanted was someone else to get hurt because of him.
"We've told you, we've had our chance to leave Harry. But we don't want to, we're helping you, we're going with you!" Ron's face now hardened.
"We're with you all the way." Hermione actually smiled here.
"Thanks." It was all he needed to say.
"I ABSOLUTLY FORBID IT! YOU WILL FINISH SCHOOL AS WELL!" Mrs. Weasly shouted at her youngest son.
"But mum, Hogwarts might not even be open, and I am doing this." Ron said trying to remain calm.
"Even if the school doesn't reopen, you're not running off at a time like this. I'm sorry Harry, but I cannot allow you to do this either, or you Hermione! "
Mrs. Weasly, I'm sorry, this is something I have to do. I'm going to do it."
"And I'm going with him Mrs. Weasly. We'll be all right. It'll be okay."
Mrs. Weasly was now crying loudly into her husband's shoulder. "I know, I knew this day would come. Just promise, you'll come home safe, all of you." They nodded.
"Bye Mum, Bye Dad."
"Be careful." Mr. Weasly called as they disappeared into the night. "They'll be all right. They'll be fine."
Upstairs the youngest Weasly sat at her window crying. They'd make it back all right, he'd make it back all right. She would make sure of it.