This is my version of the Horcruxes. It is probably WAY off, but what's wrong with dreaming?

RM

DISCLAIMER: I (sadly) do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. Do you think I can write as great as JKR?

Harry timidly approached the burrow. Beside him stood Ron and Hermione, as they always had. Harry reflected on all that had happened that year. They had gone through a lot together, and they had changed even more. They were amore serious bunch now, quieter. Their innocence was gone. All three paused as they reached the door.

"Ready?'

Harry and Hermione nodded and Ron knocked on the door. They heard Mrs. Weasley rise from her knitting and walk through the kitchen towards the front door. She swung it open, and stared in shock and disbelief at the three of them. Then after a moment, she suddenly drew all of them into a great hug and pulled them into the house, sobbing.

"Ron! Oh my goodness! I can't believe it's really you! And Harry and dear Hermione, you can't believe how worried I've been about you!"

Just then Fleur entered the kitchen.

"Vat is all zee commotion about? Eet soundz as eef…" her sentence drifted off into nothingness as she caught sight of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "Eez zees posseeble? You are back! Zees eez unbelievable! I vill run upstairs and tell Bill zat you are here!" With that said, she disapperated from the room.

"Bill's here?" inquired Ron.

"Yes," answered Mrs. Weasley, drying her eyes and regaining some of her composer. "He and Fleur are visiting. And Ginny is here too." They were interrupted by the sound of footsteps as Bill and Ginny thundered down the stairs. Ginny, upon catching sight of them, shrieked and ran to hug them. When she reached Harry, she shyly looked up at him and kissed him for the first time in a very long while. Bill came next, giving each of them a great hug. Harry got right to business.

"When's the next order meeting?" he inquired.

"Tonight actually" answered Bill. "Why do you ask?"

"I think it's time I let everyone know what we've be up to."

Bill nodded. "What have you been up to?" he asked.

"You know," responded Ron with raised eyebrows, "saving the world, the usual. What's the order been doing?" he asked curiously.

"Same as always. Trying to keep one step ahead of the death eaters. And keeping tabs on you guys."

"You've been following us?" Harry said a little too quickly.

"Trying to, anyway," answered Bill with a curious expression. "You kept shaking us off. You even hexed Tonks that one time."

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that," apologized Harry with a guilty expression on his face. "Couldn't have her following us."

"You hexed Tonks?" inquired Ginny incredulously.

Their conversation was interrupted as Mrs. Weasley entered with a plate of steaming hot food and ordered them all to the table. As Harry and Hermione sat down, Ron voiced exactly what they were thinking.

"Wow! I haven't seen this much food since in left in the summer!"

"Er…" Ginny informed him uncertainly, "it really isn't so much food. What have you guys been eating?"

"Bread and crackers mostly and sometimes some soup."

"Zat eez eet?" cried Fleur in disbelief. "You must eat! 'ere 'ave some more!" She piled food onto their plate.

Harry put out a hand to stop her.

"No thanks. I'm not so hungry," he lied. He was hungry, but he didn't have much of an appetite."

"Harry, you must eat something!" interjected Mrs. Weasley. "Bread and crackers?" she said in horror.

"No really. I'm much too tired." He fibbed, faking a yawn. "I think I'd fancy a nap." He left to Ron's room.

Ginny waited till he left and said, "He is the worst liar ever."

"Give the guy a break, Ginny," Ron intervened. "He's been through a lot."

"What exactly is 'a lot'? You were there weren't you?" she questioned curiously.

"Not the whole time," countered Ron. "Sometimes it was just Harry. He never told me exactly what happened that night. Didn't want to talk about it. I didn't push it, figuring he'd tell us eventually. So, I guess tonight is the night we find out."

"Somehow I get the feeling it's not going to be one of those fairy tale type things," observed Hermione, still staring at the doorway through which Harry had disappeared.

"Well," Bill said, "we'll find out everything tonight."

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