A/N: It's chapter 11. No exclamation points today, my parents abandoned me for a week to go to the Dominican. Therefore, I am NOT in an exclamation pointy kind of mood. This took forever to post. I hope you're happy; I could have done my math homework instead… Thanks to you guys who reviewed. Hey, I learned how to do that line thingy! There's hope for me yet. -Sloane
Disclaimer: It's not mine, but if you do want to sue me, all you'll end up getting is my fish and a pineapple-shaped water bottle and a couple books. And I will fight you to the death for that water bottle…
Chapter 11: Potterwatch
Months had passed since the wedding. Bill and Fleur had settled into Shell Cottage and the business at the Burrow had pretty much gone back to normal. Well, as normal as a headquarters for a secret anti-Voldemort organization could be. After the wedding things with the Order had picked up so much that Kit and Charlie had decided to stay in England instead of going back to the reserve.
Molly was still constantly on the verge of tears. The effects of the war and Ron, Harry and Hermione being unreachable were extremely hard on her. She still dutifully bustled around like nothing was wrong and kept to her role as mother of the Order, but she was different and it was worrying.
Ginny was now back at Hogwarts. In the weeks after the wedding, Kit had tried to cheer her up to no avail. It had to be hard on her. Her brother, her best friend and, as Kit had found out, ex-boyfriend were gone. She was at a loss. It made Kit unspeakable sad to see the bright and bubbly sixteen-year-old drawing into herself. Kit worried constantly for her safety. Hogwarts wasn't safe anymore; especially for some one as involved in the resistance as Ginny Weasley.
One day at an Order meeting, Fred and George unveiled a new idea. A resistance radio station. It was to be aired frequently but on different air channels so it couldn't be traced. Kit signed up immediately to help. They decided that the twins' best friend Lee Jordan would be the announcer. Apparently, he had had a flare for commentating at Hogwarts. All involved were to have codenames to protect their identities, and Kit was having a hard time finding one for her; nothing seemed to fit.
"What about Ruby?" asked Molly.
"No," replied Kit, "That would be a better name for you."
"Me? Like you'd get me on the radio." She snorted and went back to her knitting. "I think not."
"Well it has to be cool like ours." Said George.
"Oh yeah?" Charlie raised an eyebrow. "Rapier and Revolver? Surely we can up with something better than that." He paused. "What about Ruckus?"
"Ruckus?" asked George. "Oh, I get it, Riot and Ruckus. Aww, you two are the perfect match! Although, that name does seem more suited to us…"
Molly smiled into her knitting.
Kit stuck out her tongue. "Well I think it's a great idea. I'll definitely use it." And with that she kissed Charlie, bade Molly goodnight, and stuck her tongue out at the twins again before turning in.
"Hello out there! My name is River and you're listening to the first ever broadcast of Potterwatch! Tonight we have a whole bunch of informants lined up for you; but before that, I'd like you all to join me in a moment of silence for the 30 unnamed muggles who died this week."
Everyone present bowed his or her heads. Kit and Charlie had been the first of the Order to arrive on the scene. She shuddered as she remembered the carnage; she had had nightmares for the past week and they showed no sign of stopping. Kit prayed silently there were be no more, knowing full well that there would be more.
"Thank you. And now we go to our first feature of the program. Lets give a warm Potterwatch welcome to our very own Ruckus!" Lee nodded to Kit.
"Hello out there, I'm Ruckus, and I'm here with your rumor report." Kit grinned. She felt rather like Mary Heart on Entertainment tonight, that show that her mother had been addicted to. "I'll tell you what's true and, well, what's utter bullshit." Lee chuckled in the background. "And so with out further ado; we now know that it IS TRUE that he-who-must-not-be-named truly must not be named. There are groups out there people, so no saying the V-word, unless, of course, your idea of a good time is being captured by a bunch of no good, low life, deatheater wannabes, who are decidedly lacking in the hygiene department. Me, not so much. We have it from ministry informers that it is also true that Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ronald Weasley DID, in fact, successfully enter and escape the Ministry of Magic, freeing at least thirty muggleborns as they went. Are hopes and prayers are with you Harry, Ron, and Hermione, wherever you may be. Signing off, this is Ruckus, be careful out there people."
"That was your rumor report with Ruckus and now here's Royal with your ministry report. Royal?"
"Thanks River…" Kingsley went on in his deep calming voice and Kit felt her mind wandering. She wondered where the trio was. She hoped they would be okay. She shook her head. That was not the thing to be thinking about; optimism is key. They were okay; they had to be. She looked over at Charlie. He grinned in return. He reached over and grabbed her hand.
Charlie squeezed Kit's hand. He wanted to tell her that she had done a great job, but Kingsley was still talking. He was nervous. He never had done anything like this before. And then it was time.
Lee was talking again. "And that was Royal with the ministry report. And now, we have a special treat for all you listeners out there. Our very own Riot! Here for our feature Pals of Potter segment. Hello Riot."
"'Afternoon, River." Charlie's stomach was acting up; he was not cut out for this. Kit sent him a reassuring smile and gripped his hand tighter, which helped quite a bit.
" Riot, do you believe that Harry has indeed been given a mission, and did not just run away like some think?"
Charlie was indignant. "Of course I do! If we can't trust Harry, whom can we trust? Besides, he's not the kind of person to just up and leave."
"What do you think of Harry, Hermione, and Ron's new nickname? The Golden trio is what some are calling them. Do they, or can they, live up to this name?"
"River," Charlie started seriously, "They have lived up to this name many times over. You were at Hogwarts; you know what they've done. As far as I'm concerned, they have always been the Golden trio. And honestly, if our lives must depend on the fates of three teenagers, I'm glad it's them."
"Well said!" roared Lee. "Well said Riot! Any words for them if they're listening?"
"I would tell them that we are all behind them and that they are always on our minds. And I would tell Hermione to hang in there, cuz the guys will probably start to smell pretty bad soon.'
Lee, Kingsley and Kit laughed. "Thanks for that, Riot." He paused. "And for the rest of you; same time next week. The password is Fawkes. Keeping searching those airwaves! I'm River, signing off."
He nodded to the rest. "Well, that went well. Same time next week?'
Charlie nodded. "You bet. See ya Kingsley, Later Lee."
Kit waved and they apparated back to the Burrow where Molly and Arthur were waiting up to tell them what they thought of the broadcast.
A/N: Yeah, it was a filler chapter. But it was necessary to know what they were doing in between. I think the next chapter will be what they all were doing when they got news of the final battle. Anyhow, it's like 3 in the morning so I'm going to bed. –Sloane