AN: Sorry it took so long to update. I hope this chapter is at least mild pleasing. I made a 'ship in this one that I've not battled for, but it fits nicely into my story so I thought I'd put it in. Sorry if you guys are mad about it. Review PLZ!

My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But in this Bonnie and Clyde kind of romance
Tell me what would you do?
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But when your precious life is at stake
Tell me would you die for me too?

-The Spill Canvas

Fred and George burst through the door at Moody's signal. They ran toward the sound of the fighting. There, they found Arthur lying on the floor, lifeless, and Bill backed into a corner by Lucious, Narcissa, and an unknown dark man. No one seemed to notice Fred and George enter. "You go find Lupin and Tonks, we'll never be able to take them from this angle without some more wands." George whispered to Fred. Fred slowly backed up the stairs. As he was backing away, George threw him a pair of gloves and a black bag. They both smiled eerie smiles, considering the circumstance. George crouched behind a bureau to keep a close watch on Bill. He would take drastic measures if he had to.

Suddenly, George heard a very small little whimper. Pansy was already crouched behind the bureau. She was shaking and covered in small cuts and bruises. George placed a finger to his lips and touched Pansy's shoulder. George felt like a hero in this small moment, for as he touched Pansy, Lupin, Tonks, and Fred appeared, all wearing white gloves. "On the count of three, I want a resounding 'EXPELLIARMUS' from everyone!" Lupin whispered. "One. Two. Three!" "EXPELLIARMUS!" was heard throughout the house. All three wizards in front of Bill were disarmed immediately. "Incarcerous!" shouted Tonks and Narcissa were bound. A loud crash from the basement drew away everyone's attention, giving the unknown man just enough time to grab for his wand. "Reducto!" he shouted at Tonks, who dived out of the way just in time, but knocking over the bureau and rendering Remus unconscious at the same time. Pansy was exposed. "You managed to remain alive last time, dear girl, but this time I'll finish your perky little head off!" the sinister man screamed. As he raised his wand, Bill shouted "Petrificus Totalus" and the man went down and was still.

Lucious had managed to snatch up his wand in the commotion. Instead of freeing Narcissa, however, he darted toward Pansy. "You rotten little cunt! After I allowed you to date my son, someone obvious above you, you betray this family. You will die for your betrayal! Avada…" George jumped in front of Pansy and grabbed the curse with a gloved had. He fell on top of her.

While Lucious was attempting another go at George and Pansy, Fred had cried "Incarcerous" and bound him instantaneously. But Lucious was a powerful wizard, and was beginning to unbind himself. Fred yelled "Ennervate", which woke George up. He then handed him the bag of Peruvian Black Powder and winked as he and Bill turned back toward Lucious. George and Pansy were gone in the flash of the powder. Bill stunned and bound Lucious and their job was done. Almost.

Percy and Charlie had left Moody to guard the house as they heard the crash in the basement. There were shouts of pain, they sounded like Harry's. A hooded man had Harry bound, and Draco was performing the Crutacious curse on him. Harry screamed and writhed in agony, but not for long. Percy had abandoned all reason at this sight of cruelty and brought the hooded man down, lifeless, with a silent curse. This left Draco frightened. "You were raping her you fucking pig!" Harry shouted from the floor, blood coming from his mouth. He was too weak, but Charlie wasn't. At the word "rape", Charlie had stunned Draco, slamming him against the wall. The bonds that were conjured were almost turning him blue, but no one seemed to mind. It was time to take these monsters to the Ministry.

George had apparated Pansy to the flat above his shop. She was sitting silently by his fireplace as he gingerly took off his shielding glove. His hand was a strange and glowing green. Pansy jumped up as she saw it. "You're going to have to go and get that…thing…looked at." She said, more coldly than she wanted to. "Come off it woman, this thing saved your life." George laughed. He was completely unaffected and nearly amused by the tone of her voice. He found Pansy's harsh demeanor intriguing.

"You know, there's no one around now, you can rush into my arms and proclaim 'Oh my Hero!' if you want." George said innocently. "I wouldn't rush into your arms if a blast-ended skrewt with designs of making love to me were coming at me from the other way. I'd rather take my chances with the skrewt." A small smirk crept to her face. "Tsk Tsk Tsk. that's no way to treat your wizard in shining armor now is it?" George chuckled. "There's no such thing as chivalry. Good things like that don't exist." Pansy said bitterly. "Au contraire my feisty little fig, you've just surrounded yourself with swamp men instead of real men." George said as he puffed out his chest. "Well it was either them or filthy wizard trash like you guys." Pansy gasped as she realized what she had just said. George's smile faded

"I'm really not like this. No one knows that. I didn't even really like Draco. My parents told me that a witch of good breeding would choose a man up to her standards. A nice, wealthy pureblood man. I have been taught the value of being pureblood my whole life. When Dumbledore died, I started to question everything I believed in. I even tried to leave Draco. That's how I got this." She said as she lifted up her sleeve to reveal a very large brand on her arm. It was a Celtic "M". Pansy sighed and turned back over to the fireplace.

George walked over to her. He grabbed her arm gently and rubbed his fingers over her scar. "Fred and I burn ourselves all the time. I've got a salve made from some ruddy plants of Longbottom's that should make that go away." He sat there looking into her eyes for a moment before they realized he was still touching her. He got up and left the room to grab something to make Pansy's burn goes away. To shed her of her old life.

Bill had apparated back to the Burrow, with Lupin over his shoulder. His head was bleeding and bobbling to the side. Charlie and Percy followed, suspending a very dead-looking Arthur at their sides. Tonks appeared and promptly feel to her knees at the sight of Remus. Finally, Fred and Moody appeared, Moody holding tightly to a limp Harry in his arms. Ron came rushing down the stairs and the healer went into the room with Hermione.

"Hermione?" Harry breathed, barely able to move. The crutatious curse had taken its toll on Harry's tired body. "She's alive, she's in with a healer." Ron said, and he helped moody carry him upstairs.

The second story of the Burrow had turned into a small hospital following the rescue of Hermione. It had been two long days. Lupin was up and walking with only a minor headache. Harry was awake now, and was begging to go and see how everyone was doing. Mrs. Weasley, however, said he had to stay in bed and rest. Ginny was charged with the task of keeping Harry in his bed. She never objected once.

"Dad hasn't woken up yet. He was stunned by all three of them apparently. The healer is surprised he's even alive." She said, her voice choking to barely a whisper. Harry touched her hand. "I'm so sorry. I feel like none of this would be happening if I wasn't here with you guys." He said. "I'm not going to hear any more of that shit!" Ginny yelled, she was now staning in the middle of Ron's room, her hands in the air. "We all love you, and we're all in this with you. You are a wonderful person who deserves all the help and care you need. Those awful muggles have made you so insecure. Just know that everyone in this house cares deeply for you." She began to sob. "I don't know what I would do if you never came back." She said. He kissed her gently on her tear-stained cheek. "I'm not going anywhere now." And he grinned and pulled her on top of him. Just then, Ron walked in. He hadn't slept at all.

Harry began to make an excuse as to the compromising situation he was in, but Ron didn't seem to care. He just sat on his bed and stared out the window. "Ron?" Ginny said "Have you slept at all since Hermione came back?" he shook his head. Ginny turned to Harry. "He's been sitting outside her door all night with his wand in his hand. He blames himself for what happened to her." Harry nodded. He assumed this much, after the confession Ron had made when they first heard the mirror. He looked over at Ron, who said "She won't see anyone but the healers. Not even Ginny or Mum!" he said, putting his head in his hands. "Why won't she talk to anyone?"

"She probably ashamed." Ginny said, looking very serious. "Why is she ashamed Ginny?" Harry asked. "Well, you remember how you found her. Someone did some horrible things to her. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't want to be seen or touched for a long time." Harry and Ron both had the look of someone that had just been hit in the stomach. "But she'll be fine, right? She's Hermione. She has us." Ron squealed. His voice was panicking. "I'm sure she'll pull through. I just hope she'll talk to me soon. She always had to be so strong. She doesn't realize that she needs some friends right now. I want to be there for her. She won't even see her mother." Ginny was crying again. Ron's face-hardened. "I'll be outside her room waiting." He said. And with that, he flew out the door. "Ron thinks he didn't make it to her quick enough. He saw her vanish. He keeps telling me that if he'd only ran faster, she wouldn't have gone through this. He loves her doesn't he?" she asked Harry. "Yeah. But we've known that for a while." He winked. "They both need that right now, as much as I need you. I hope she'll come out soon. I want to see her too."