Ok sorry this took so long to write. If ne1 knows the year it would be after the sixth year it would be a lot of help, I'm just gonna put 2006 as the year but I'm not sure it that's right.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything, except Dani, Taylor, and the plot

Part 2:

Chapter 11: Last Rays of Light

July 18, 2006

Dani's POV:

"Harry?" I asked opening the door.

"Yeah?" he responded looking up.

"The reception's downstairs, what are you doing up here?" I asked sitting down next to him.

"I know, I was just...thinking," he said distantly.

"Can't you be happy for one more night?" I asked teasingly. "We're leaving tomorrow, you can think then, ok?"

"You're right. I don't want to dampen Bill and Fleur's wedding day."

"Exactly, now c'mon and let's go downstairs," I said giving him a kiss.

We walked outside and were greeted by laughter and shouts of joy. There were streamers, balloon, congrats, and smiling faces everywhere. I looked at Harry; he too was smiling, but it seemed to be a mask, covering up what he was really feeling.

The reception lasted past midnight. Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, and I were last up and were cleaning up. Everyone from the Order had come; also Fleur's family and Hermione. Mrs. Weasley, still smiling, sighed and sat down.

"It's alright girls," she said, "we'll finish cleaning up tomorrow."

We bid our goodnights and headed upstairs.

I opened the door to my room and saw that Harry was sitting on the edge of my bed. Good thing I changed when everyone left, I thought. I sat down next to him. His face was expressionless and his eyes gave him a far off look.

"Ok, so what 'mysterious' things have you been thinking about lately?" I asked in a straightforward manner.

"Just stuff, Dumbledore dying, how I'm going to find the other Horcruxes…" he said, his voice trailing off.

"Oh, the happy topics," I said sarcastically.

He smiled and pulled onto his lap.

"Look! He can smile," I said in mock surprise.

"Aren't you just the comedian," he said just as sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes and laid my head against his chest. He held me there and stroked my hair.

"You can still stay here if you want," he said half-heartedly.

"And do what exactly? Worry about you and watch my brother turn into a vegetable? Thanks, but no thanks. I'm coming with you and there's nothing you can do to change that," I said stubbornly.

"Fine," he said in a resigned voice.

"We should go to bed; it's late and we have to get up early," I said.

I got up and crawled into bed. I reached up and turned the light off. I felt Harry lie down next to me. I moved closer to him and he draped his arm over me. I felt safe with him. I'd never felt safe in my life, and now that I did, I didn't want to lose it.

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5 weeks later

I HATE THIS! I screamed at myself as I threw up. When is this morning sickness going to end? I moved away from the toilet and leaned against the wall. This sucks. This really, really sucks. How am I supposed to hide this! I'm three weeks pregnant and puking my guts up every morning. Wha—

"Dani? Are you alright? You've been in there for a while," Hermione called through the door.

"I-I'm fine." My voice was surprisingly calm considering how badly I was freaking out.

"Well, hurry up. We have to leave soon."

I sighed and got up to finish packing. About and hour later we had checked out of the inn and were walking in a heavily wooded area.

"Explain to me why we don't just Apparate to where we're going?" I asked.

"Because the Ministry has ways of tracking magic and we don't want to be tracked so the Death Eaters can't find us," answered Hermione.

"Oh," I gasped.

"Let's take a break. Dani are you feeling ok, you look a little sick?" Harry asked.

"I'm fine; breakfast just didn't sit to well this morning," I lied.

We sat down in a small clearing. The little bit of sunlight that came through the trees didn't help us that much, which had resulted in us tripping over loose roots. I closed my eyes and listened to them talk. I wasn't following their conversation; I was listening to the birds and the other sounds of nature when I heard it. It was a twig snapping, as though someone had just stepped on it. Several things happened at once, the woods went silent, Harry stiffened next to me, and a tree about ten feet away blew into a million pieces. I don't remember getting up and running, but that's what we all did. We stopped, but only for a minute. Harry told us to split up and meet back here as soon as possible.

"Ok, I think, I can, go back now," I panted after running a mile. I heard rustling in the bushes behind me. I turned around and gripped my wand.

"Who's there?" I called out tentatively. This cannot be good for the baby.

"STUPEFY!" shouted a man in hooded black robes.

And, yet again, everything went black.

Please, please review! Sorry this is so short, I'm starting on chapter 12 now and, hopefully, it will be up soon. Don't forget to review!