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The Mission

"Hey, Ron," Harry called when he caught him outside of the Great Hall after dinner.

"Harry, Madam Pomfrey finally let you go?" he asked smiling.

"Yep," Harry answered with a smirk, "And I have three things to tell you: one is good news, one bad news and one I don't know yet. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"The bad one," Ron said sighing.

"Well, mum has just sent a letter and Ginny and Hermione aren't going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, so you won't meet them there."

"And why aren't they going?" asked Ron passing a hand trough his hair.

"That's the good news, Ginny had the baby," Harry said excitedly.

"Really? When? How is she? What is it?" Ron asked all at once.

"Today, just a couple of hours ago. Both Ginny and the baby are fine and he is a boy. Guess what they named him?" asked Harry even more excited.

"Well since Ginny and Colin used to be your personal fan club – let me think, Ron?" asked Ron jokingly.

"Ah, ah, ah. Very funny. They named him Harry! Isn't that wonderful?"

"Harry Creevey, it sounds ok," approved Ron, "And the third news?"

"Well, Dumbledore wants to see us both in his office within ten minutes."

"Why?"

"I don't know yet. I hope that he wants to raise our salaries," joked Harry.

"Oh yes, like The-Boy-Who-Lived needs more money," teased Ron.

"Oh, shut it up, Weasley," said Harry with a grin.

After five minutes they reached the entrance of Dumbledore's office.

"Ice Mice," Harry said clearly to the statue and the stairs began to show.

He and Ron stepped on the first step and waited as they were transported to Dumbledore's office.

When they entered Fawkes flew towards them and landed on Harry's shoulder.

"Hi Fawkes," said Harry caressing her feathers.

"Harry, Ron, sit down," said Dumbledore from behind his desk.

Snape and McGonagall already sat in a couple of chair, one on each side of Dumbledore.

"Do you know why I wanted to see you?" asked Dumbledore.

"I guess because of the dream that I had yesterday," answered Harry.

"Yes, Harry. I've known from a secure front that Voldemort is still alive, if you call that thing alive, and that some Death Eaters, who fled from the Aurors, are searching for a way to bring him back to power and to give him another body," said Dumbledore in his usual calm way.

"And the secure front is your spy?" asked Ron.

"Yes, Ron. And that's why you are here: my spy is in danger. He is 'badly injured' as Voldemort said and Bellatrix is on his tracks. Voldemort wants revenge for what he did to him."

"Why? What did he do to him?" asked Harry curiously.

"Well, actually, the question is more like: what didn't he do for him? He refused to kill Harry."

There was a pause where everybody stared at Harry.

"And that," continued Dumbledore after a while, "Is also why Severus is no longer my spy. He refused to kill you, Harry, seven years ago, a year before you defeated Voldemort, when I heard that he was not dead yet I wanted another spy to control the situation and to know what happens to him quickly."

Both Ron and Harry were looking at Snape with their mouth wide open.

"What?" snapped Snape, feeling uncomfortable.

"You didn't want to kill me? I thought that was your secret dream," joked Harry.

"It is," said Snape smirking, "I just didn't want to finish my days in Azkaban."

"Severus, Harry, we don't have time for talking; we need to act quickly," Dumbledore said interrupting the fight.

"What do we have to do?" asked Ron.

"You have to find our spy and bring him here sane and safe," answered McGonagall.

"But, we need to know who he is," said Harry.

"The less people who know who he is the better it is. His true identity is known by only a few people, Severus, Minerva and I."

"Lupin doesn't know him?" asked Harry suspiciously.

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Moody?" asked Ron.

"No, just the three of us."

"Why? I mean I know that it is to hide the identity of the person who is doing such a dangerous job, like spying on Voldemort, but loads of people knew what Snape was doing for you," asked Ron.

"Yes, and that's why Voldemort asked him to kill Harry. He was getting suspicious; he knew that lots of people had seen him leave Hogwarts for days and come back after a long absence. And nobody asked what he did. He wanted him to proove his loyalty, but he didn't kill you, so he left Voldemort. Luckily you defeated him a year after," said Dumbledore seriously.

Ron and Harry were listening to him with enraptured gazes.

"So, I needed another spy," Dumbledore continued, "Somebody that nobody could have imagined that was working for me. Somebody who everybody has always thought to be evil and, above all, a real Death Eater."

"Who is he?" asked Ron.

"It's better if we don't tell you," answered Snape rudely.

"And how will we recognize him?" asked Ron sharply.

"As I said before," interrupted Dumbledore, "He is badly injured. He has a long cut that Bellatrix gave him before he could escape on his right arm, the Dark Mark is cut in two by that injury. He will be dressed like a Death Eater and he won't have his wand."

"And we have to sail the world searching for somebody that looks like a Death Eater but is not?" asked Ron sceptically.

"Oh, well, I thought it would have been more difficult," said Harry sarcastically.

"I thought that for two Aurors like you it would have been a cup of tea," said Snape with a smirk.

Ron glared at him.

"You don't have to sail the world, Mr. Weasley," said Professor McGonagall, "We know where he is."

"Really?" asked Harry.

"Yes, Harry, he is hiding in a forest in the far north of Hogsmeade. You have to go there without anybody recognizing you, collect him and bring him here. In at least two days," answered Dumbledore.

"Two days? But we'll only be able walk at night and the forest is very distant. It will take us a week to get there," said Ron.

"No, it won't. Harry, I think you still have the map that your father and his friends drew when they attended Hogwarts," said Dumbledore.

Harry nodded, "It's in my trunk."

"Well, there are seven secret passageways in Hogwarts, I think that you already know some of them," he said smiling.

Harry and Ron nodded.

"Well, there is a passage that will take you directly to the Dark Forest, that's the name of the forest in the far north of Hogsmeade."

"Which one is it? I mean it can't be the one under the Whomping Willow, or the one that take to Honeydukes and most of the others are interrupted," asked Harry.

"You're right. Most of the others, not all. It's the one that is hidden here in my office, its entrance is behind that fireplace," said Dumbledore pointing at the fireplace behind Professor McGonagall.

"So," started Harry, "All we have to do is follow that passageway and we'll find the spy?"

"Well, he is in the Dark Forest. You have to find him. He won't be too far away from the other side of the passageway; he is trying to reach Hogwarts, but he is too weak to walk here. He's crawled for a week, now I don't think he can survive if Bellatrix attack him again."

There was a pause, then Snape spoke, "So, are you going to save him?" he asked without showing any emotions.

"We cannot leave someone in danger, can we?" asked Ron at Harry.

"No, we can't," answered Harry grinning.

"When do we have to leave?"

"Tonight. Tomorrow at least. The earlier you leave the better. Professor McGonagall will teach Transfiguration and Professor Snape will teach both Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Minerva I think we need another Time Turner," said Dumbledore to McGonagall.

She nodded.

"Professor Dumbledore," said Ron, "My sister Ginny had just have a baby, I wanted to see him before I leave, do you think that I can-"

"Of course Ron, and please greet the little Harry for me," said Dumbledore and then he saw the faces that Ron and Harry were doing he added "Oh, Molly owled me too, she is very happy. I don't know if she is happier because Ginny's pregnancy is over or because she has another grandson," he said thoughtfully.

"I think because Ginny's pregnancy is over, she was really driving us all crazy," sighed Ron.

"Very well, get some rest before the mission," said Dumbledore.

Harry nodded and got up.

"We know that you are no longer two boys, but please be careful," said Professor McGonagall concerned.

"Don't worry Professor," said smiling Ron " We are Aurors now."

"Yeah," added Harry " Lets go now Ron. Goodnight Professors."

"Good night, Harry, Ron," said McGonagall. Dumbledore nodded and Snape didn't move but didn't stop gazing at them either.

"Albus why didn't you tell them the identity of the spy?" asked Professor McGonagall when the got out of the office.

"Minerva, I'm sure that they are brave and loyal, and that they won't leave someone dying, but maybe if they know his identity they won't be so keen to rescue him," he said wisely "And, it will be a wonderful surprise, don't you think?" he asked cheerfully.

In the meantime Ron and Harry were walking to their office, talking about the mysterious mission.

"Why do you think he didn't tell us who the spy is?" asked Harry.

"The less people know who he is the better it is," said Ron imitating Dumbledore, "Great, all we have to do is search for someone dressed like a Death Eater with a bad injury on his right arm. We just have to ask to every Death Eater 'Sorry can we see your right arm?' and if he doesn't kill us with the 'Avada Kedavra' he is the spy, right?"

"I guess so," said Harry thoughtfully.

"Very well, that's great," muttered Ron.

When they reached their office Alex and Mark ran towards them.

"Uncle Ron, uncle Harry, did you know that aunt Ginny had the baby?" they asked together.

"Yeah, he is a boy and they named him Harry," answered Ron.

"Wow, I can't wait to see him," said Mark.

"Why? You always say that there are too many Weasleys on Earth," asked Harry.

"Because that means that we are on holiday and because he is a Creevey, not a Weasley."

Harry smiled.

"Well, if you really want to see him I'm going to St. Mungo, if you want to come-" said Ron.

"Really?" asked Mark.

"Me too!" added Alex.

"But, students aren't allowed to leave school during the term," said Harry.

"Oh, some on, uncle Harry, please, please, please," begged Alex with puppy eyes.

Harry sighed, "I'll go and ask Professor Dumbledore, if-"

"Thank you, uncle Harry!" said both Alex and Mark.

Harry left for the headmaster office for the second time that evening.

Ron in the meantime was preparing all the necessary for the mission: wands, a Put – Outer, Harry's Invisibility Cloak, a big pack of Fizzing Whizbees, one of Acid Pops –.

"Are you going anywhere?" asked Mark observing his uncle.

"No," he said a bit too quickly.

Mark raised his eyebrows.

"R-really," stammered Ron.

"Uncle Ron, where are you going?" asked Alex.

Ron sighed, "It's a secret. You can't tell anybody, ok?"

Both his nephews nodded smiling.

"Harry and I are in mission as Aurors," he whispered.

"For Dumbledore?" asked Mark interested.

"Yes, for Dumbledore."

"What kind of mission?" asked Alex.

"We have to save a man, but I can't say anything else. Don't tell anybody what I told you, ok? And above all don't tell that I told you that," said Ron.

They nodded solemnly.

In that very moment Harry returned from Dumbledore's office.

"Dumbledore says that you can come, go and get your cloaks," he said to the boys.

They disappeared towards the Gryffindor Tower and came back with their cloaks and their wands in their pockets.

"How are we going to get there?" asked Mark.

"With the Floo Powder," answered Harry "You have to say 'St. Mungo' very clearly, although-"

"Yeah, we know, we know, if I'm not wrong is not us who arrived in Knockturn Alley when he was twelve," said Alex grinning.

"It was my first time," snapped Harry.

"Can we go please? I don't know the visiting hours at St. Mungo," said Mark.

"You are right, lets go," said Ron.

So one after the other they disappeared into the green flames in the fireplace.

"You cannot visit the patients at this hour," said a girl with a high voice, at the reception.

"Oh, please we just want to see our nephew," said Ron.

The girl eyed Mark and Alex.

"And their cousin, please," begged Ron at the girl.

"You cannot visit the patients at this hour," she repeated.

"Oh, come on, please please please please please," said Alex with the same puppy eyes that before worked with Harry.

"You cannot visit the patients at this hour," she said again.

"Very well, and did you know that I'm Harry Potter?" asked Harry smiling in a very Lockhart-way.

"You cannot visit the patients at this hour," she repeated for the fourth time.

"Do you say only this?" asked Ron angrily.

"Harry, Ron, Mark, Alex. What are you doing here?" asked a female voice behind them.

"Ginny," said Ron turning to face his sister, "We are here to see you, but this very nice girl keeps saying that 'we cannot visit patients at this hour'," he said imitating the girl's voice.

"That's true," she said smiling "Haley, they are my relatives, don't worry."

"Ok, Ginny, call me if you want another tea tonight," the girl named Haley said smiling.

"What are you doing out of Hogwarts?" she asked at Mark and Alex.

"Dumbledore gave us permission," Mark answered.

They reached glass that divided them from a room with loads of little beds and on every bed there was a baby.

"Guess which one is he?" she asked at them.

They scanned the beds and found the only one with a red haired baby on it.

Everyone pointed exactly at the little Harry Creevey.

"How did you know?" she asked them jokingly.

"Because he looks exactly like a little Harry," joked Ron.

"Ah ah ah," said Harry with sarcasm, "Mark, Alex can you go and take a cup of tea for aunt Ginny?"

"Why? I don't want a cup of tea," she said surprised.

Harry eyed her with a we-have-to-talk look.

"Oh, yes, I want a cup of tea," she said quickly.

"What do you have to talk about? Uncle Ron had already told us about your mission, we know everything," said Alex.

Harry looked at Ron.

Ron flushed, "They asked me, they won't talk they promised."

Harry sighed.

"Spy," Ron whispered to Alex.

Alex grinned.

Ginny guided them into her room.

She and Harry sat on Ginny's bed and he started to tell everything.

At the end she took her hands at her mouth.

"Oh, my God, Harry that's terrible, Bellatrix is very dangerous," she said concerned.

"Hey, uncle Ron, if you don't come back can I take your Canon Chudley's mug?"

"Of course you can't," he snapped.

"Ron," said Ginny "You have to talk to Hermione."

Nobody talked and they all looked at Ron.

"Why?" he said flushing.

"Because if you don't come back-"

"Stop it Ginny, you sound just like Trelawney," Ron said rudely, "We are Aurors," he added smiling.

"Ron, talk to her," Ginny insisted "Harry will take Mark and Alex back to school, you can apparate at her house."

Everybody nodded.

Ron sighed, 'Why am I afraid to see her?' he thought.

He smiled and with a little 'plop' he disapparated.