I do not own Harry Potter! This chapter can be alittle gruesome when they talk about the ritual. But I hope you like my story so far, please review :)

Chapter 11

"It Begins"

"Come on Gracie, come back to us." Who is that I wonder. It sounds to familiar. Where have I heard it before?

"Gracie please wake up." There's another I remember, but why cant I respond to it. I felt like I could hear everything around me but I couldn't wake up. I son could even feel someone holding my hand. I knew who it was to. I love him, I know I do, but I cant respond to him.

"Gracie, please come back to me." George, I knew it was him. My eyes shot open and it was like I broke a dam because tears were flowing out like a raging river. I was laying on the couch and George was at my side, of course. He was in tears when I woken up.

"I knew you would find your way back." He was crying again.

"I heard your heart beating and it woke me up" I smiled at him. He leaned in a kissed me. We both were a mess.

"How long was I out?" I asked.

"Three hours" My mother came in and kissed my head. "I'm glad your alright dear." The whole Weasley family was in the room as well.

"Well well, good to have you awake Gracie" smiled Fred as he stood behind his brother.

"Well it's good to be awake. What happened?"

"John came, and we think he had something to do with you fainting, or you just got so scared that you fainted." stated Bill. Fleur elbowed him.

"We did know that you would be alright because John couldn't have killed you yet. He needs you at his fathers burial site, so he wouldn't have killed you." said Mom.

"Oh great! He left me alive just so he could kill me later, oh joy." I became a little grouchy now.

"We're not going to let him kill you." said Ginny.

"Unless he kills you first! I will not let that happen." I sat up like a rocket. Everyone gave me a startled look.

"Relax honey." stressed my mother.

"No! I will not relax!" ok now I was feeling a little dizzy now. Fred and George then pushed me back down before I faint again.

"What is the ritual mom? What is he supposed to do.?" I asked. She lowered her head. I could tell t wasn't good. She started to cry a little bit.

"I can handle it mom. Tell me."

"I guess you do have a right to know. I just wish it didn't have to be you. What John has to do it take you to his fathers burial site, there is a stone table there. He is to bound you on that table, and when he does the fire seal will appear. The seal will look like a spiral and the end of the spiral is where his father and the other half of his powers are buried. Then, he must, stab you in the abdomen, and bite your neck. Then he has to scatter your blood around the seal. Your blood will begin to drip off the table and hit the ground, then when your heart stops beating from lack of blood. John will have what he wants." Ok, I'm meant to die a very bloody death. My mothers fell to her knees and cried. The whole Weasley family fell silent. Fleur and Ginny started to cry a little from the gruesome horror story that may ened up being my death.

"Great, so this should be fun." I started to choke back some tears myself. I knew I had to die for this ritual, but not this bloody of a death. George took my hand in comfort. Him and Fred looked like they were about to puke.

"So, how does this no happen?" I asked.

"If we kill John before he kills you." said Mom.

"Easier said then done." I told her.

"It has to be done. I just wish I could have done it sooner, and maybe I could have saved you. But it's this stupid family curse that's all my mothers fault for making it that every first born Hale daughter can brake or repair the seal."

"How on earth am I supposed to repair it if I die!" I snapped.

"That's just it, I don't know."

"So, is there any special day he has to do this on or can it be any day?" I asked.

"No matter what, it has to be at night."

"Great."

"Please excuse me. Bill may I see you for a moment?" my mother and Bill went outside.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"No clue." said Fleur. It felt like they were out there forever. Finally they came back inside. Mom looked like she had been hit in the face with a hammer. She was in tears and Bill just looked serious. Next thing I knew George picked me up in his arms and took me outside.

"What are we doing?" I asked. George got out his broom and helped me on the back. I wrapped my arms around his waste and laid my head on his back and we took off.

"I jut thought you needed some fresh air. I always know flying helps me to relax." It was still night out, so It was a beautiful night. I just wanted to close my eyes and fall asleep.

"I wont let anything happen to you. If I lost you, well, I don't want to have to think what would happen." George sounded like he was holding back tears. I truly believe only a real man cries. I squeezed his waste tighter.

"I don't want to lose you either George. I cant bare the thought of you dieing because of me."

"I would die for you Gracie. That's how much you mean to me."

"So I guess it begins, the race for my survival."

"Ya, and I'll be fighting for you every step of the way" thanks George.