Thanx for the reviews. Now...that was hard writing at 1 in the morning. I was so tired! Well, here we go..on with the story!
Chapter Sixteen: Moving Along Just Fine...Or Are we?
Okay just for a heads up...I know my stories been kinda dark with the baby dying and stuff, but it's about to get darker. If you don't like dark/tragic/and sad stories please stop here.
Hermione had been married happily now for only 1 week and they were very excited that Hermione was pregnant. But things would start to change...was the kids rounded on their tenth birthday...and Emma got her letter from Hogwarts. But whose daughter is the little blond girl?...
"Mom! When can we go to get my school supplies!" Emma shouted as she ran into the kitchen.
"Not today, tomorrow we'll go. I promise." Fleur said as she waved her wand at the stove and the pots started to boil themselves.
This weekend everyone was at her and Bill's house for a small get-together.
"I can't wait until we get our letters from the school!" Sophie shouted reading through Emma's letter for the hundredth time.
"It'll be soon enough." Ginny said with a smile from the corner that she sat in with Hermione as they looked through baby clothes.
Just then the fire place bursted into emerald flames and a man in a long black traveling cloak, boots, and top hat came stumbling out.
"Mister Mores?" Ginny asked standing up and walking over to him. Mister Mores was the new Minister of magic and he was rather good friends with Harry.
"Mrs. Potter!" he said, trying to catch his breath. "Harry...where's Harry...he's need down at the ministry!" he panted.
"Harry!" Ginny shouted.
Everyone looked alarmed and worried. What could be so wrong that the Minister of Magic had to come in person?
"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" Ginny asked again.
By now everyone was now in the kitchen including Harry.
"Minister...what's wrong?" Harry asked, rather slowly and worried.
"Terrible...it's a mess." Mores panted looking around the room. We haven't seen this much chaos since You-Know-Who was last here."
A sharp silence was broke by gasps of horror.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked standing up.
"Sit." Ron told her. "Mores...tell us what's wrong!"
"We don't know who, but some one just set the dark mark up over Sasha Simms house." Mores said sadly. Sasha Simms was an auror that worked for the ministry.
"What does that mean? Voldemorts gone...died...right? Harry killed him!" Bill said wrapping his arms around Fleur who started shaking with fear.
"Well they just did that for a cruel joke right?" Arthur asked.
"No ones really died?" Harry added.
Mores face dropped. "Sasha was found died this morning. Someone used the killing curse." he said under his breath.
"Kids...go up to Emma's room." Molly whispered and they knew better not to argue. They got up and all ran upstairs, leaving Bill, Fleur, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Arthur, Molly, and Mores in the kitchen.
"The ministry is a mess. We need you guys to come down there." Mores said.
"Have any idea who it might be?" Bill asked.
"It has to be a loyal supporter of Voldemort that's pissed off that he's gone...and wants revenge on the man that– um" but Mores stopped himself.
"What do you mean 'revenge'?" a few of them asked.
"I didn't want to say anything in front of everyone but– on the wall of Sasha's house, it said...written in blood...'He who killed the Lord shall perish and his family tortured'." Mores said quietly.
Everyone was shocked with silence. They tried piecing two and two together...Harry killed Voldemort...Ginny was married to him with kids...therefore causing them all to tie into him as family.
"Dear lord!" Fleur shouted and broke into tears. Molly rushed over to her side.
"Okay, we'll go." Harry said. He kissed Ginny on the cheek and stepped near the fire.
"Okay." Ron said looking over at Hermione. "I love you...and the baby..." he said kissing her.
"Be careful." she whispered.
"We'll be back." Bill said. And then they all left.
Back upstairs the kids had been listening from he stair case. They were silent as they climbed the stairs and closed the bedroom door behind them.
"What does that have to do with us?" Charlie asked stupidly.
"Dad was the one who killed Voldemort! Someone's after him, and his family! US!" Sophie shouted.
Charlie sat quietly on Emma's bed. And Emma broke into tears.
"What's gonna happen to us?" she squeaked.
"Don't worry, our parents and grandparents made it through once. Our dad is the only one known to survive the killing curse, and...and our grandparents faced the war against him TWICE!" Sophie said but instead of it bringing courage to her, she broke into tears.
"Dad will figure something out, he'll save us." Charlie said.
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So? Did you like the new twist of things? Well, I was gonna keep on but I have to stop for a moment and collect my thoughts, but I'll have another chapter up today..or I'll try too anyways! Luv ya guys!
Cilla