A/N: I own nothing. I see that there are people reading this, but anyone dare to tell me what they think?
The following morning Harry met Remus for his Uncle's funeral. Dudley was stone silent and Petunia wept shrilly the whole time. Neither spoke to Harry and likewise, when Remus asked him if he wished to say goodbye, Harry declined. He found it a little amusing that no one questioned the fact that Vernon had a heart attack and some even stated that with his size and diet they weren't surprised.
After the funeral Remus took Harry back to the Burrow where lunch and final wedding plans were in full swing.
"You have got to be kidding me," shrieked Ginny, 'I am NOT wearing this".
"Eet will look beeeutiful," reprimanded Fleur.
Ginny scowled and vowed to have someone transform them into something that might make her look older than 4. Harry smiled at her, simply because he had come to find her fits somewhat amusing.
"So how'd it go," asked Ron.
"Er, alright I guess." was Harry's reply.
"anmphyone upffh for a gmmpfh," questioned Fred?
"Sounds good to me," was Fred and Ron's reply being perfectly able to understand him with his mouth full.
"Huh?" was Harry's blank reply.
"Quidditch. Anyone up for a game." Ron answered.
"Don't you dare get your game anywhere near the garden and the wedding arena," Mrs. Weasley warned them all on their way out.
The afternoon before the wedding was spent lazily for the boys, had they been asked, Ginny and Hermione would have answered differently. By evening time all the guests that would be staying the night at the Burrow had arrived and were crammed inside the kitchen, living room and were spilling out into the garden. Mr. Weasley had twice gone out to set up more tents that they had used at the Quidditch world cup.
The girls had retired to bed around 11. After soundly being trounced by Ron at Wizard's chess, Harry and Ron headed up the stairs to bed when the sound of someone apparating gave them pause.
"Arthur? Arthur, come quick!" came the hushed voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt.
The sound of Remus Lupin and Tonks joining him made Harry and Ron scoot closer to the kitchen door.
"We found where Ollivander is." was the last thing they heard Kingsley spat out before a frowning Mrs. Weasley ordered them to bed.
Ron made a bee line for the twin's room to dig for any Extendable ears they might have left lying around. Harry couldn't help but smile when they practically ran head long into Ginny already holding a pair at the top of the stairs.
Ginny quietly slid the ears down the stair case like she had plenty of times when they were forced to stay at Order headquarters. She didn't need to throw dungbombs at the door to know that there had been no time to put up any silencing charms.
"Dumbledore already warned me that something like that might happen…" Remus started.
"Yes, but what exactly did he say, Remus?" Molly shrilled.
"Their wands are brothers. There is no way they can duel each other, Molly." Was the werewolves reply.
"He's too young to duel," was the teary reply.
"Now Molly, calm down. Dumbledore knew as soon as Ollivander went missing that something fishy was up. Dumbledore said that as long as he was useful to Voldemort then he would stay alive. What we need to figure out now is how to keep him alive once that new wand is finished." Arthur replied.
"Molly, listen to him. No one wants Harry to duel with Voldemort. But if Voldemort is having a new wand made then it is obvious that is his plan." Remus continued.
They moved into another part of the kitchen and Ginny wasn't able to reach the ears any closer without being seen.
Ron and Hermione sent a worried look to Ginny, but Harry beat them from talking first.
"Of course, Lord why didn't I think of it. Ollivander has been missing since the fall! Voldemort has to have a different wand. Why am I so stupid." Harry yelled.
"Ssshhh," Ginny spat, "Keep your voice down Harry! Why does Voldemort need a new wand to fight you?" Ginny half pushed half pulled Harry into her bedroom and the others followed.
"Mine causes his to regurgitate the Avada Kedavra," Harry answered dully.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"At the graveyard, when we dueled. My wand against his, I saw everyone he had killed come back out of the wand, Cedric, the old man, my mum and dad…" Harry replied.
"Priori Incantatem, right," said Hermione. "Of course, Voldemort didn't get to hear any of the prophecy, but he still plans on killing you, so he must get a new wand in order to do it."
"Geez Hermione, could you have put that any harsher?" Ron sneered.
"Sorry Harry," Hermione opened her mouth and started to apologize.
"No, she's right," Harry said, "we need to get down to business and soon. While I am here goofing off, others are paying the price." He stalked off to Fred and George's room and shut the door.
Ginny, Ron and Hermione stood in the doorway contemplating just what would occur in 24 hours, while they were expecting Bill and Fleur's wedding with the dawning of the sun, they didn't know what else may be on their horizon.