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Chapter 3: The fire in her eyes
Harry and all the Weasleys rushed toward the Burrow. Surely Voldemort hadn't attacked already. Even if he had, why would he start with the Burrow?
"Molly!" Mr. Weasley cried banging on the door of the Burrow.
"Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley answered opening the door laughing. Our face covered in black soot.
"What happened?" Mr. Weasley gasped.
"Umm…Don't laugh Arthur!" pleaded Mrs. Weasley.
"I won't. What happened?" Mr. Weasley answered.
"I burnt dinner" Mrs. Weasley said bursting into tears.
Fred and George both snickered. "I guess mum's losing her touch" Fred laughed.
"Fred!" Ginny hissed smacking Fred upside his head.
When the emotions from Mrs. Weasley died down, they entered the Burrow to find the kitchen burnt to a crisp. Luckily Mrs. Weasley had put out the fire before it had managed to spread. With a few quick spells they had the kitchen looking normal again in no time. Mrs. Weasley went over to the stove to give dinner another try.
"Come on Harry lets go upstairs while dinner is cooking" Ron said really wanting to get away from the tension in the kitchen.
"What's wrong with your mum?" Harry asked
"I don't know, she's been acting funny ever since we left to go get you, gone mental I think." Ron pondered.
"Well, none of us are really the same now that Dumbledore is gone I guess" Harry replied.
"Hey guys!" Hermione said bursting through the door.
"Geez Hermione that's enough to give someone a heart attack that is" Ron gasped
"Stunned by my beauty are you?"
"Hermione!" Ron and Harry said with a shiver.
"Ugh boys. So what's wrong with your mum anyway?"
"You noticed to huh? I don't know I was just telling Harry she's been acting funny ever since we left to go pick him up."
"Maybe she's prenant!" Hermione offered.
"O great just what we need another red head hellion running around," Harry joked.
"Hey!" Ron scalded.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione, dinners ready!" shouted Mrs. Weasley speaking to them for the first time since they go there.
It was very quiet all throughout dinner, which was very strange for the Weasleys. Harry had always felt at home at the Burrow, but now he was being ignored just as he would be if he were still on Privet Drive.
"So what's the Order been doing to draw its plans against the dark lord?" Mrs. Weasley asked, finally breaking the silence.
"Well we are still trying our best to gather up more of an army," Mr. Weasley replied "but you know that you attend just as many meetings as I do."
"I know, I'm just nervous I guess."
"Mrs. Weasley! Look!" Hermione cried. Looking at the magical grandfather clock, noticing that Mrs. Weasley's hand was on "mortal peril" and just as they were looking up the remaining Weasleys, with the exception of Bill and Charlie, moved there as well.
"Oh don't worry Hermione, that things been on the fritz ever since Dumbledore died. I guess no one is safe now that we've lost him," Mrs. Weasley sighed.
"Where did that clock come from" Harry asked.
"Oh that clock has been in the family for generations Harry," Mr. Weasley began, "My father never could tell me where it came from exactly. His father couldn't either come to think of it."
"The biggest mystery of the Weasleys, where our clock came from," George snickered.
Everyone joined George in laughing. Sadly, that was the first sign of happiness since Harry arrived. Once everyone finished, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley began to clear the table, and the children headed up stairs.
"Hmmm," Hermione breathed as they entered Ron's bedroom, really wanting someone to ask her what she was thinking.
"What?" Harry asked.
"It's just weird isn't it?" Hermione started, "How that clock turned to 'mortal peril' right in the middle of dinner. Has that clock ever been wrong" Hermione finished looking at Ron.
"Well, no, not that I could remember anyway. But it must be wrong now right. I mean we're not in danger here. Who would want to attack this dump?"
Ron had barely had the words out of his mouth when they heard a sudden outburst of yelling followed by glass breaking. Ron Harry and Hermione rushed down stairs to find Fred, George and Ginny already there with shocked expression on there face. They turned to find Mr. and Mrs. Weasley struggling in the kitchen.
"Molly! What's wrong?!" Mr. Weasley shouted.
But Mrs. Weasley just pushed him away a fire in her eyes like Harry had never seen before. She drew her wand and with a cry of "Avada Kedavra" Mr. Weasley was dead on the floor.
A/N: Just One cliffhanger after another. HAHAHA! Isn't this fun!