**Disclaimer** I do not claim to own anything that's not mine (J.K. Rowling wrote these amazing things before I could even dream of them). I do claim my main character, Dee.
George held me in his arms as we moved across the dance floor. I felt awkward dancing in front of so many people, even though I knew they weren't paying any attention to us. The wedding had been beautiful. Mrs. Weasley had cried through the whole thing. I couldn't blame her though. It was her first child to get married. She still had several more children to marry off. Maybe by the last one she won't bawl her eyes out… It was time to dry tears now though, time for the reception.
Fred had whisked Annie off onto the dance floor as well and they seemed to be having a good time. I hadn't spoken to George at all since way before the wedding. Somehow an odd, loving, silence had settled between us. We shared loving looks and sweet smiles, but otherwise said nothing. As the song we were dancing to faded to an end, my eyes lingered on his missing ear. He noticed me eyeing the wound and pulled me close.
"Now we're both scarred. I hope it doesn't bother you too much. I know you like to feel special. You'll just have to get used to me being damaged now too." He said in a teasing tone that made me giggle. I sighed and leaned into his chest, burying my face in his shirt. "Don't get any of the make up on my shirt… Sheesh, I never thought I'd have to say that to you." He said with a laugh. I laughed too. I loved feeling his arms around me and hearing the laughter bubble up from within his chest. I pressed my ear to his chest and listened to his heart beating. "I love you." He whispered down to me and I felt a soft kiss on the top of my head.
People gasped as a patronus flew into the room. Kingsley's voice boomed loudly.
"The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming."(C8B7) Panic ensued. Screams were heard as a moment passed and dark shadows rushed into the area. George pulled me into his arms and we found Fred and Annie huddled in another corner. Annie looked horrified and I immediately reached out and pulled her into my arms.
"Where is my mom? Have you seen her?" She asked nervously in my ear.
"No. I haven't seen her." I barely got out just before curses started to explode around us. Fred and George stood in front of Annie and I, as if to shield us from harm. It irritated me. I pushed past them, pulling my wand from its harness. The black masks of Death Eaters loomed between running guests. They were laughing. I aimed a stunning curse at the first Death Eater I saw and kept shooting at all the others I saw. It didn't take long before curses were aimed back at me. I ducked, barely missing getting hit by the cruciatus curse. I looked around for Harry, Ron and Hermione. They were nowhere in sight. I hoped that they had gotten to safety. I was positive that the Death Eaters were after him mainly. I wasn't alone in fighting off the Death Eaters.
I spotted Mrs. Weasley huddling in a corner with Fleur and Fleur's parents. Mrs. Weasley had her wand at ready, ready to defend herself and her newly acquired family. She looked at me gravely.
"Have you seen Harry, Ron or Hermione?" I asked, practically yelling over all the chaos. She shook her head no roughly, more worry lines creasing her face as the prospect of those three being in danger as well. "Have you seen Con?" I asked, remembering Annie's worry for her. Mrs. Weasley nodded yes and pointed in out into the chaos. I nodded and rushed off, back into the mess of people.
A dark figure loomed behind me and I turned to see a death eater descending upon me with wand raised.
"Avada Kadavra!" The female voice shot at me. I ducked and rushed away as fast as I could. I didn't have time to engage in a serious battle and that death curse so was asking for it. I scurried around from place to place having to duck between legs when the groups of huddled people became too thick. Many were crying and pleading out to no one in particular for their lives to be spared. Annoyance built up inside of me with each sniffle and wail I heard. Why weren't these people standing up and defending themselves and their friends and family? Idiots.
I apparently wasn't paying attention to where I was going because I ended up at the tent entrance. I decided to peek out and just as I did I saw the black streaks of the death eaters leaving. I let out a sigh of relief. I knew a few people were injured and I heard sobbing mourning cries that told me a few were killed too. I hoped it wasn't anybody I knew. I suddenly remembered my flower and scrambled to pull it out of my hand bag. The letters shimmered on each petal of the flower but there were no new metal petals. I shoved it back into my bag and turned back to look inside the tent. Only half of the people who were present had seemed to be smart or scared enough to disapparate away. The rest remained in groups huddled and looking around scared.
"They are gone. We are safe for the moment." Mr. Weasley's voice boomed above the crowd. Many cheers and cries of relief sounded out in response. I ran back in to find George, Annie and Fred.
I found them sitting around Con. Con was bleeding but alive. Annie was crying hysterically. I leaned down next to them and started immediately to do healing spells for the minor damage to stop the bleeding. I felt George's hand rest on my back as I tended to Con. Everyone else started to move around the tent, helping where needed as well. Within an hour all the wounded were mending and all the dead were buried. After that, everyone who didn't live here or were guests here, left.
"I looked and looked and I still couldn't find any sign of Harry, Ron or Hermione." Mrs. Weasley said loudly between the close family and friends still remaining.
"I'm sure they are alright. They were smart enough to disapparate away so that they would be safe from Voldemort." Lupin said gravely, his arm around Tonks. "They'll probably have gone to the old Order headquarters." He suggested. Everyone agreed that the idea seemed logical.
"I'll send a message to them there letting them know that we are all safe and well." Mr. Weasley said and turned to go outside to do so.
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I sighed and leaned against George. He rubbed my shoulders lovingly. We sat upon his bed in his and Fred's room. Fred was downstairs helping Mr. Weasley and Charlie clean up from the wedding. Annie was us girls' room with her mother. I felt like crying but I resisted. I felt the tears well up in my eyes but forced them to stay there, unshed. What was I going to do? Harry, Hermione and Ron needed me. Well, I liked to think they did. I knew if my Da was here, he'd want me to go after them and try to help them. I just wasn't sure how best to do it. I didn't want to leave George behind if I went either but I also didn't want him to come with me and be in danger. I was conflicted as to what to do.
"I know what you are thinking…" George said softly in my ear. I smiled and laughed.
"Oh ya, mind reader… What am I thinking?" I asked, not really expecting him to be right.
"You are thinking about going after Harry, Ron, and Hermione but that you don't want to leave me behind but you are worried about my safety." He said seriously. I turned abruptly to him, giving him a look of incredulity. He laughed.
"It's not funny. How did you know what I was thinking?" I asked in a huff. He laughed again.
"My sweet Dee, I know you. That's how I know what you were thinking. You always want to be the heroine. You are always worried about everyone else and never yourself. It's one of the many, many reasons that I love you, but it's also one of the many reasons that I worry about you." He explained. I sighed in frustration.
"So what do you think I should do?" I asked, really wanting his opinion on the matter.
"I think that you would be safer if you stayed here with me, but that Harry, Hermione and Ron might be safer if you are able to watch their backs. I also know that you would hate it if I went with you because then you would be distracted with worrying about keeping me safe. "He stated plainly with not much of his own emotion on the situation. I growled in frustration at the fact that his opinion hadn't helped me make my decision any easier. He laughed again.
"I'm so glad you find my struggle with this decision to be so funny." I said annoyed as I moved further away from him, making sure he saw my pouting lips for dramatic effect.
"Ah, Dee, don't be like that. I'm sorry. I'm not finding the struggle with the decision to be funny. I don't think any of it is funny. I guess I'm just laughing to release my own feelings of frustration and they tend to just come out in laughter when I see you feeling frustrated too." He pleaded his case with me and reached out, grabbing me and pulling me back into his arms.
"Can you just hold me forever and make the horrible things in the world disappear so that everyone could be safe and happy forever and ever?" I pouted, childishly making the absurd request. I felt his lips brush a soft kiss on top of my head.
"I would make the world safe and happy forever and ever for you if I could. I promise." He replied softly. The tears I had held on the brim, I finally let spill over and drip down my cheeks. The world was in danger. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were in danger. Everyone I loved was in danger. I had to go. I had to help. It wouldn't be easy. But what in life that's worth doing is easy?
*** =*( Sorry for the long wait for an update. I have been VERY busy with school. I hope you guys like it. Please let me know. Thanks for reading, please review. Love you all. =) P.S. The parts that are marked (C#B#) are citing for actual quotes from the books. C# is chapter number and B# is book number.