Chapter 4: The Beginning Of The End
A/N: Okay, this chapter starts off slow but believe me, it dose get better so don't get half way through and decide that its gone pussy, cos' it hasn't.
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"You're sure your comfortable?" Harry asked as he peered anxiously down at his wife.
"Sure as I was when you asked twenty minutes ago." She smiled softly up from where she was resting on the couch, "I really wish you'd stop fussing."
"But I want you to fuss," Harry wined mischievously bending down to brush a sweet kiss to her lips, a brush and nothing more, "I love you."
Ginny closed the painful gap between them, not before saying a quick 'I love you too'.
There was a loud knock at the door before Rons voice broke the romantic quality to the room, "Oi, you two had better be decent 'cause we're coming in!"
"Yeah guys," Hermione spoke, "It's been, what? Half an hour alone?" Harry could practically hear her smirking.
"We're good, you guys can come in." Harry called back laying down next to Ginny on the sofa wrapping his arms around her waist so that there was little-to-no space between them.
Harry's theory was proved correct when Hermione and Ron walked into the room, smirks plastered across their faces.
"We didn't interrupt anything, did we?" asked Hermione sweetly trying in vain to suppress her laughter at the glares she was receiving from both Harry and Ginny.
"Interrupt? No, no. You didn't interrupt anything." Grinned Ginny as she flipped Harry over so that she was straddling him, she bent low over him so that her hair fell to curtain her face and placed feather light kisses on his jaw-bone.
Harry suppressed a grin as he caught onto the joke and moaned seductively, arching his back into Ginny and squeezing his eyes shut, not before sending a glance over at Ron and Hermione. Ron looked as if he was going to be sick and Hermione was grinning at the joke but still not letting Ron in on it.
Next thing Harry knew he was hit in the head by Rons shoe as he sent it pelting across the room to break up his sister and best friend/brother-in-law.
"OH, MERLINS BEARD, GUYS! CAN YOU PLLLLLEASE GET A ROOM?" Ron spoke in mild disgust, "I swear the idea of two… you know what? Lets not go there." He shook his head vigorously as if trying to clear an image from his mind.
"You say it as if it's gross." Harry laughed as he and Ginny returned to their previsious position, Harry lying by Ginnys' side, arm wrapped around her waist, "You can't say you and 'Mione don't do it."
Harrys smile widened as Hermione blushed crimson and Rons' ears turned so red it made his hair look pure orange, but Ron didn't stop there.
"You have no proof on that, unlike we have on you-" he stopped himself to late and clapped a hand to his mouth, "Merlin guys, I'm sorry-" he said, eyes pleading with them all for forgiveness, however it was Hermione who spoke.
"Sick one, stooge."
"I really am-"
"It's tonight." said Harry, staring off into space, his eyes so blank they looked almost dead, "We're going to see Lily again tonight."
An awkward silence filled the room before Ginny broke it with her usual blunt sarcasm.
"Well, that's one way to kill a mood, nice going fat-head."
Hermione managed a small smile at these words, Ron looked slightly less guilty, but Harrys face did not change at all, his expression grew even darker if anything.
"Hey, hey…" Ginny said, noticing her husbands' sudden change, "You guys relax, okay? And I'll go flu everyone and call an emergency Order meeting, Okay?" With that she backed herself out of the room.
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"Okay, so dose everyone know what to do?" Ginny asked the room and smiled as she received simultaneous nods form, the entire Weasley family (including Fleur and Hermione), Nymphoradora and Aldromida Tonks, Kinsley Shacklebolt, the only remaining Honorary Marauder (Remus Lupin), Eminiline Vance, Alistor 'Mad-eye' Moody and a very dark looking Harry.
"Good, remember, Its at Midnight." With that she disapparated from the room, leaving the rest to follow suit.
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Harry walked by himself through the graveyard that his life had changed forever in, he had never felt more alone and cold.
He made his lonesome way through the dark, memories pouring back into his head.
A flash of green light… Cedrics' eyes blank as his dead body lay spread-eagled on the dirt covered ground… Wormtail cutting Harrys wrists to use the blood to re-born the dreaded Lord Voldemort… A lone figure rising slowly from a blood-red cauldron…
"Awww… Is 'ickle baby Potter here to get his 'ickle baby girl?"
Harry spun around and shock settled down upon him as he came face-to-face with the woman responsible for his beloved godfathers death.
"Bellatrix." snarled Harry as he looked upon the face he had sworn would receive his fullest revenge, right after Voldemort himself, "Give me Lily." It wasn't a question, it was a demand.
"Manners, Potter." came a sneer from the darkness as Lucuis and Narcissa Malfoy, Crabe and Goyle Sn., Roldulphs Lestrange, that Nott guy, Severus Snape and Peter Pettigrew flanked by at least twenty unknown Death Eaters stepped forwards from the shadows, pulling a beaten-up version of Lily Weasley-Potter up by a rope dangling from her wrists.
Harrys' heart wrenched as he took in the sight of his three-year-old daughter. Lilys' hair had been raggedly cut and was presently roughly mattered around her ears by a mixture of blood, tears and mud. Her once vibrant eyes had a terrified look in them that no one that age should ever have, heck, no one should ever have that look in their eyes. Her skin was absent from its usual bronze glow and was replaced by a deathly white from loss of blood. All over her slender body were littered bruises, cuts and scratches, and probably worst of all, the front of her pajamas had been torn open to reveal hand shaped bruises on her small waist.
"Lily, listen to me, everything going to be okay. You hear?" he said just above a whisper as silent tears threatened to spill down his face at the retched sight of his baby girl.
"Daddy, what's going on? I-I-I'm s-scared." She sobbed openly into what was left of her pajama pants.
"Lily? Veela Girl? Don't be scared, I-I'm c-coming." He said, throat getting caught on unshed tears as he took a step towards Lily, completely forgetting that armed witch standing behind him who would not like anything better than to dance on his grave.
"DADDY!" Lily screeched as she watched her father get hit by a flash of red light from behind him and collapse on the ground.
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A/N: Well that's it! I hope you guyses liked it!
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"DADDY!" screeched Lily yet again as her father was tied up once more with ropes to the gravestone of Tom Riddle Sn.
"Rennervate." whispered Bellatrix Lestrange with disgust as Harry stirred, only to wake with a thumping headache and hands tied behind his back.
"LILY!" was the first thing he remembered, "Where's Lily?" he spat in her face, his voice full of nothing but purest hatred and repugnance.
"DADDY!" sobbed Lily before she was silenced by a sharp kick in the stomach from a certain male Blonde-haired Death Eater.
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Ginny made a movement to stand up and go defend her child but was pulled back to the ground by a murderous looking Hermione.
"Not yet." Hermione said not looking at Ginny, she said it barely above a whisper but Ginny her it as if she had yelled it in the coldness of the night's air.
There was a moment of silence as the Ordre watched not-so-calmly upon the scene unraveling in front of them before a frustrated Ginny broke the monotony once more with a distraught whisper.
"Hermione, that's my child in there! You can't think-"
"Not yet," said Hermione this time turning around to face Ginny, her eyes black in the darkened night, or it could've been rage, to hard to tell, "Harry will send the signal for us and then we will go and help-" but she never got to finish her sentence as a stream of fire burst forth from Harrys mouth and the flames twisted into the shape of a Pheniox before fading from sight.
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"LIL'!"
"Tell us how to get the Dark Lord back." said Bellatrix only just above a whisper, "ANSWER ME!" she screeched as she raised an open palm and brought it down across his face, leaving a red hand mark as evidence.
"Give me Lily first." Harry said simply as if they were discussing the matter over drinks, yet the pure worry in his voice could not be masked.
"Fine, if you're going to be like that. Fenrir… you can join us now." She smirked as she stepped aside to allow Harry full view as the werewolf (in human form) walked out from behind the shadows.
"Lilly… LILY! DON'T LET HIM TOUCH YOU!" yelled tears spilling unnoticed down his cheeks as he watched his daughter struggle to get away from the werewolf who was now advancing on her, "PHENIOX FLAMARE!"
A thick bolt of fire burst forth from Harry's mouth and was sent spiraling into the sky, twisting into a Pheniox before disappearing so fast it looked as if it had apparated away.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" shrieked Bellatrix, her eyes darting feverously all around for any signs of an ambush.
"Why don't you try looking around, bitch." sneered a voice as Ginny, Ron and Hermione came out from behind the gravestones of once residents of Little Wellington, flanked by all remaining Ordre of the Pheniox as many had perished during the Last War.
"Bad idea, Potter." Smirked Bellatrix as she took two long strides over to where Lily lay, whimpering on the ground. She grasped Lilys' shoulder in one hand and the shirt of Fenrir Greyback in the other as she prepared to apparated… but it didn't work.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" shrieked Bellatrix for the second time that evening as she glared at Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny in turn.
"I believe," Hermione stepped forward slyly, smirking at the horrified look on Bellatrixs' face as she figured that she had been out witted by a Muggle born, "you can thank me for that."
Hermione raised her wand slowly into the air, followed by all the Ordre even though they were out numbered two-to-one.
And the third war began.
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A/N: Plz forgive me if the spelling is wrong and it doesn't make complete sense but you can tell me in your reviews and I'll clarify it for you. I was going put the battle scene in here but I thought it seemed like a good way to end it, only for the moment: IT IS NOT OVER!