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Chapter 3

12 Grimmauld Place

Harry, Ron, and Hermione entered the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix after successfully destroying the third Horcrux which happened to be Hufflepuff's cup. The cup had been located in the ruin of Hogwarts, underground in the Chamber of Secrets. Hermione had tracked down the location through several complicated spells, and Harry, being the only Parseltongue other than Voldemort himself, managed to open it just as he did in second year. They located a sealed tunnel in the pool in front of Slytherin's stature. Though there were many obstacles, the trio managed to survive the incident and destroyed the object and the piece of Voldemort's soul it contained.

Anyway, Harry was hoping to immediately be greeted by Ginny, Ron expected his mother to run forward, sobbing with joy that he was okay, and Hermione just wanted to get out of the freezing drizzle that was numbing her face. But Ginny never came running forward nor did Mrs. Weasley, only Hermione got her wish as they entered Number Twelve Grimmauld Place.

"Hello?" called Harry, wondering where everyone was. A door opened at the end of the hall. A girl with mousy brown hair came running forward, tears in her eyes.

"Remus, Minerva! They're back!" Tonks called as she gave each of them a hug before letting go, "We were so worried! You'd been gone so long, we feared…" She broke of as a shabby Remus Lupin emerged from the door, followed by a rather harassed looking Minerva McGonagall. Lupin's thin, pale face was lit with a pleasant smile, but Harry couldn't help but notice a look of sorrow behind his bloodshot eyes.

"Come, let's have a drink," he said, leading them into the room where the Order's meetings took place. McGonagall conjured up six glass of butterbeer as they all took their seats.

"Well, we definitely have some things to discuss," announced Lupin, when they were all settled.

"Yeah, we've been wondering what's been going on while we were on the search. Couldn't get the Daily Prophet though could we, didn't want any owls following us," said Harry, after taking a long swig of butterbeer.

"So you three have no clue on what's been taking place lately this last month and a half?" questioned McGonagall.

"No, why? Has something serious happened lately?" asked Ron, his voice coated in worry.

"Well, yes of course! With Voldemort taking over deaths are occurring so often that it's hardly a surprise if a days total death count is in the hundreds, thousands counting the ones out of this country!" exclaimed Lupin.

"Yes, but this is war! It's to be expected, even if it's horrible!" said Hermione.

"Yes, well, it's just the Order is falling apart and we've hardly any members left!" cried McGonagall.

"Well, we still have my parent's and brothers at the moment, not to mention half the Aurors at the Ministry, right?" exclaimed Ron.

"Ummm… Ron there's something we have to tell you, Harry this concerns you, too," sighed Lupin, looking as dismal as ever, "You see about a month ago there was an attack, at… at the Burrow."

"What?" cried the trio in unison. Ron suddenly became very pale. A thought struck Harry; Ginny had been staying at the Burrow.

"What happened?" asked Hermione quietly, a look of terror on her face.

"Well, you see I was dropping in to see if Arthur was getting any tips to more Death Eater attacks since the they're becoming reckless enough to start announcing to the Ministry when there's about to be one. Anyway, when I got there though the… the Dark Mark was above the house, the front door in pieces. Of course I knew something was wrong at this sight, so I drew my wand and walked inside. And… and I saw your father lying there, motionless," said Lupin, a tear slowly rolling down his face, "I walked into the living area and yourmother lay there, too. It was horrible," he said pulling out a rather dirty handkerchief.

"What…what about Ginny?" choked Harry, worried about the answer he'd receive.

"Gone. She was no where to be found. We reckon she was kidnapped by Death Eaters. Her wand was gone, too," said McGonagall, dapping her own eyes with a much cleaner handkerchief. At this Ron burst into hysteric sobs. Hermione had a look of surprise and shock plastered on her face. But this was too much for Harry.

"I have to go," he muttered as he bolted from the room and up the stairs. He stopped at the door to the room Ron and he had stayed in in their fifth year. He slammed the door and locked it. He went over to the bed, sat down, burying his head in his hands, and cried. Why did this stuff always happen to him? First his parents, then Sirius, and now Ginny. Everyone he ever loved was gone.

And it's all Voldemort's fault, he thought fiercely, Voldemort killed my parents. It's Voldemort's fault Sirius was killed. And now Voldemort has taken Ginny…his Ginny from him.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Harry, please let me in," begged Hermione.

"Go away!" he gasped through his tears. Then it hit him. Voldemort hadn't taken everything from him. He still had Ron and Hermione. He wasn't going to give Voldemort the chance to take them away either.

"Please, Harry! I just want to help!" she cried.

She is only trying to help, he told himself. "Fine," he said raising his wand, the door clicking open. He tried to wipe away the tears, but they continued to fall.

"Oh, Harry," soothed Hermione, as she sat next to him, giving him a hug.

"I'm going to make Voldemort pay for this, I swear!" exclaimed Harry, menacingly, as the constant stream of tears soaked Hermione's shoulder.

Ginny was still very reluctant to believe she was pregnant, but the signs could only point to one thing. Not only did she have the occasional morning sickness, but now she realized she was at least a week late for her monthly cycle. The fact that all the possible fathers were all psychotic murderers didn't really help the matter very much either. Finally though she decided to take some action.

"Excuse me?" Ginny asked a royally pissed off Bellatrix Lestrange who was presently guarding her cell. You see, Bellatrix being the loyal, pureblood servant she was thought she deserved abetter jobthan watching a teenage brat all day when she could be out doing dangerous, exciting missions at the moment. But when you lose a very important prophecy that the Dark Lord really wants, he's going to be a bit reluctant to forgive you. Which means you're stuck with the lame-ass jobs until the Dark Lord fells like giving you another chance.

"What do you want, you little bitch?" Bella snapped, as she examined her long black finger nails, noticing that the paint was starting to chip.

"Ummm…I'd…I'd like to know if I could have a …a word with…ummm…the Dark Lord," she asked quietly.

"What, finally decided to give him some more names?" she wondered, looking up.

"No…I…I think I'm…ummm…I think I'm pregnant," she said looking down.

Bellatrix laughed. "You've got to be kidding me. Do you think I'd fall for that one?" she asked laughing again.

"No! I'm serious. I'm a week late and everything. I really need to see if this is true."

"Really now. Alright I'll go get the Dark Lord, but if you're bluffing, I'm telling you now, he's going to be pissed," Bella said, as she walked down the hall and up the stairs of the dungeon. Ginny was left in silence. What if she really was pregnant, would Voldemort have it killed? Did she even really want a baby created by some murderer who raped her?

Her thoughts were interrupted though by the sound of people walking toward her dingy cell. The door opened and she was once again for the hundredth time face to face with the Dark Lord. Lucious Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange werestanding behind him.

"Bella here tells me you have reason to believe that you're with child. It this true?" asked Voldemort softly, scarlet eyes burning into her brown ones.

"Yes, sir," she whispered, scared of what he'd do to her, all her Gryffindor bravery leaving her.

"Very well. Lucious, Bella take her to the infirmary. We shall see if this is indeedtrue." Lucious and Bellatrix hurried forward, pulling Ginny roughly off her hard bed and dragged her out of the cell and into the hall, Voldemort's wand stabbing into her back, daring her to try to escape.

A/N Yay chapter 3! Sry it took so long I was up at my cuz's house for christmas vacation and all and i didn't have my plot line with me and i NEED my plot line or no story so i had to wait a week and all but i finally finished it Yay me happy now! please reveiw i'm getting plenty of hits but where are the reviews! Even if this story is absolutely appaling by all means send me a flame i don't give a shit i just want some reviews or i'll cry :'(

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