(A/N: Hello again. Before we get started, I think my bringing Voldemort back as a ghost confused a few people since he split his soul. If you want an explanation see my first story 'Harry Potter and the Search for the Horcurxes', Chapter 7: Godric's Hollow, A Family Reunion for your answers. Now then, let's start the main event.)
Disclaimer: See chapter 1.
Chapter 20: The Rescue
Harry was a nervous wreck over the next few days. He worked around the clock, barely eating or sleeping. He was determined to get Ginny and Michelle back. He also had extra protection for Danny. It was now Wednesday. Harry had finally collapsed from exhaustion. Ron and Hermione stopped by to see how he was doing, but he was sound asleep.
"Mr. and Mrs. are so kind to see how Master Potter is doing." said Dobby. "Dobby does not know what to do."
"We isn't like seeing Master like this." said Winky.
"How's he been doing?" asked Hermione in a concerned voice.
"Master is very worried." squeaked Buddy. "He thinks it's his fault that Mistress Ginny and Mistress Michelle were taken. He feels he let them down."
Ron sighed. "He always blames himself for these things. It's not his fault."
"We know that, but he says he's going to fix this no matter what."
"Dobby can't stand to see Master Harry Potter like this." said Dobby, his ears drooped. "Master Harry is the greatest wizard in the world and he does not deserve this. It breaks Dobby's heart to see Master in so much pain. Not long ago, we saw Master reach out next to him to see if Mistress Ginny was there. Dobby nearly broke down."
"I feel so bad for him." said Hermione. "I do hope Ginny and Michelle are alright."
"If that Drake does anything to them, I'm going to rip him limb from limb!" growled Ron. "And that goes for Voldemort too. I don't care if he is a ghost."
"But Ron, that's just the problem." said Hermione. "He is a ghost. And you can't kill a ghost."
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It was the final meeting for the Order of the Phoenix. Everyone was going over the plan.
"Are you sure you're willing to do this?" Harry asked Mr. Weasley. "This is sort of what they want. We could use Polyjuice Potion."
Mr. Weasley nodded. "No, Harry. No Polyjuice Potion. They're my daughter and granddaughter. I'm the reason why he took them. They are my responsibility as well."
Harry nodded. "Very well. The attack is happening tomorrow. We'll have Aurors ready for them. But we can't let it look obvious, or they'll abandon the attempt."
Just then there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" asked Harry. No one was supposed to interrupt a meeting of the Order unless it was an absolute emergency.
"Winky sir." came a squeaky voice.
"Come in."
Winky poked her head in. "Master has a visitor." she squeaked.
"Can it wait?" Harry asked a little impatiently. "We're in the middle of a very important meeting."
"They says they cannot wait, and that it's very important."
Harry sighed. "Alright let them in."
Winky closed the door and went to get the guest. A few seconds later Professor Binns floated in, looking very sad.
"Professor?" gasped Harry. He didn't expect to see the History of Magic teacher here. In fact, he didn't think that he ever left the castle. "What are you doing here?"
Binns didn't say anything at first. A small tear ran down his white face and he wiped it away. "Harry, I have an idea of how to stop You-Know-Who." Some people still couldn't say Voldemort.
Harry's mouth dropped open. He looked at Ron and Hermione. They seemed just as shocked. "What? How?"
Binns shook his head. "I can't tell you. I don't even know if it will work."
"Is there a way to kill him? Or a way to imprison him?" Harry asked.
Binns shook his head again. "No Harry. Ghosts can't be killed or imprisoned. But I have an idea. It's just a theory, but I think it's worth a try. I just want to say good luck. It's up to you. I must be going now."
He turned and floated out of the room.
"Wait! What do I have to do?" Harry shouted after him.
Binns didn't answer. And soon he was gone. Harry was stunned. Was there a way to stop Voldemort? If so, he would have to find out. In the meantime, he was going to get Ginny and Michelle back.
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After what felt like an eternity, the day finally came. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and several Aurors were waiting in Mr. Weasley's office. Harry began pacing the room. The sooner he got this over with the better. He just needed to know Ginny and Michelle were alright.
Fawks gave him a reassuring cry. Harry patted the phoenix's peak. Ron eyed Fawks suspiciously.
"Why did you bring Fawks?" he asked.
"He can be very helpful in a fight." explained Harry. "He saved my life in the Chamber of Secrets. He also saved Dumbledore in our fifth year when he was dueling with Voldemort. And in my last fight with Voldemort, he saved me from the Killing Curse."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." said Ron.
Harry began pacing again. He was feeling very uneasy. He didn't know what was going to happen. Right now, all he was worrying about was rescuing Ginny and Michelle. But he didn't know what he was going to do with Drake. He didn't want to do anything unnecessary. He wanted to help him. Maybe get him to turn to the light. But something was telling him that Drake was too far gone.
His thoughts were interrupted by an alarm. So they finally came. Harry looked at the others. This was it. The others nodded in understanding. They ran out of the office and headed for the entrance to the ministry.
Harry ran down the hall. He was determined to rescue Ginny and Michelle, and nothing was going to stop him. He reached a door at the end of the hallway. It was locked.
"ALOHOMORA!" he shouted, releasing all his anger into the spell.
The force of the spell was so strong that the door blew off its hinges and came crashing down. There were three Death Eaters on the other side. Each looked stunned to see Harry there.
"Where's my wife and daughter?" he demanded. His voice was calm, but there was so much anger in it that the Death Eaters were frozen in fear. "Where are they? Tell me NOW!"
Instead the Death Eaters raised their wands. Harry reacted immediately, stunning two of them. The spell's intensity sent them flying across the room.
The third Death Eater stared in fear at the slowly approaching Harry. He stood there for a moment, then ran for it. Right now Harry scared him more than Voldemort ever did.
"Diffindo!" Harry cried.
The Death Eater cried out in pain and fell over as his leg was lost. Harry stormed over to the bleeding Death Eater and stomped on his wand, snapping it in two. He kicked the Death Eater onto his back, picked him up by his robes, and slammed him against the wall.
"WHERE ARE THEY?!" he shouted.
The Death Eater sucked down the pain and muttered "I don't know."
Harry lifted him completely off his feet (or foot really). "DON'T LIE TO ME! TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE!"
The Death Eater moaned. He didn't know it, but Harry had the same look and was producing the same angry energy that Albus Dumbledore had been when he caught Barty Crouch Jr. years ago.
"I can't tell you." the Death Eater whimpered. "He'll kill me."
Harry's eyes flashed violently. He pressed his wand against the Death Eaters throat. "I'LL KILL YOU! RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, UNLESS YOU START TALKING!"
The Death Eater opened and closed his mouth. Finally he said "They're with Drake in the Department of Mysteries. I don't know which room, but that's where they are."
"They better be!" Harry growled.
He tossed the Death Eater to the floor. With a wave of his wand, the Death Eater was tightly bound by ropes. Harry headed towards the Department of Mysteries, the others closely behind him. He ran down another hall. There were several Death Eaters running towards him. It looked like all of them, but Harry didn't have time to fight them. He was not going to loose anyone else to these monsters.
Harry apparated to the other end of the hall, and continued to the Department of Mysteries. The Aurors could handle the Death Eaters. Finally Harry reached his destination. There were too many doors to go searching through. Plus they kept changing.
"WHERE ARE THEY?!" Harry shouted.
One of the doors magically opened. The same thing happened the time he tried to catch Bellatrix after she killed Sirius. Harry didn't hesitate. He ran to the door, and was just about to enter when he stopped. It would be foolish to just charged into a room, not knowing what was on the other side. Instead of running into the room, he apparated in.
The room was full of potions. Bottle after bottle was on shelves on the walls. The was a flash of green light. The Killing Curse struck the entrance to the room. Apparently, Drake was ready for Harry, so it was a good thing he decided to apparate inside rather than use the door.
Then Harry spotted them. Drake and Voldemort standing in the middle of the room. Ginny and Michelle were right next to them, tightly bound. Drake turned to Harry. Harry raised his wand ready to cast a spell, but stopped when Drake pointed his wand at Ginny and Michelle.
"Careful." he said. "You wouldn't want anything to happen to them, would you?"
Harry stood there frozen. He looked into the tear stricken face of his wife and daughter. He glared at Drake and Voldemort.
"Let them go." he said coldly.
Drake ignored him. "Wormtail got caught, didn't he?"
Harry continued to glare at him but nodded.
"I thought as much." hissed Voldemort. "He never could do anything right."
"He's dead now." said Harry. "Like he should have been years ago." He looked at Ginny and Michelle again. "I said let them go."
Voldemort laughed. "It's so amusing. People always say things like 'don't hurt me' or 'let them go'. What makes them think we're going to listen to you?"
"Voldemort, I am not fooling around this time." said Harry. His voice was as cold as ice. "You do not endanger my family."
Voldemort laughed again. "Why? What are you going to do about it?"
The two of them stared at each other with pure hatred. Harry saw right through Voldemort. There was a shelf of potions behind him and Drake. Harry got an idea. He began to concentrate on one of the bottles. The glass exploded, followed by others. Drake and Voldemort recoiled from the exploding glass.
Harry didn't hesitate. He apparated over to Ginny and Michelle and disapparated with them. Once Drake and Voldemort realized that they were gone, they howled in rage.
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Harry reappeared with Ginny and Michelle in Mr. Weasley's office.
"Ginny! Michelle!" cried Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. "Merlin's beard, what did they do to you?"
Harry was already untying them and pulled the gags out of their mouths.
"Are you all right?" Harry asked in a concerned voice. "What did they do to you?"
"We're all right." sobbed Ginny. "They didn't hurt us. They wanted us alive."
Harry embraced them both. "Oh, you two, I'm so sorry. I should have been there. I was so worried. I thought I lost you."
"Don't be sorry, Harry." said Ginny. "You didn't do anything wrong. We knew you'd come for us."
"Nothing would have stopped me." said Harry. "I would have died trying to find you two. I love you so much. I don't know what I would have done if I lost you."
Harry kissed them both, then let them go. "Stay here. There's something I have to do."
"What are you going to do?" Ginny asked, afraid he was going to do something foolish.
"I have to end this." said Harry. "Once and for all."
"I want to come with you." said Ginny.
"No!" cried Harry. "I just got you back. I don't want to lose you again."
"Daddy." said Michelle, speaking for the first time. "I believe in you. Go get the bad guys."
Harry smiled at her. "I will, sweet heart. Don't worry."
He disapparated back into the potions room. Drake and Voldemort were gone. Harry ran out the door and spotted them. They seemed surprised that he had come back.
"I can't let you go, Drake." said Harry. "I'm sorry, but I can't risk you hurting other people."
"And what are you going to do to stop us?" Voldemort asked. He turned to Drake. "Remember all I've taught you, Drake. The time has finally come for you to fulfill your destiny. Kill Harry Potter!"
(A/N: Uh oh, showdown. Some of you are probably thinking that it won't be much of a battle, Harry is far more powerful than Drake. The problem is that Drake is willing to kill Harry, but can Harry really harm his own nephew? Stay tuned for more.)