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"Boy, did you get the charges set?"
Harry gave Moody a sharp nod, "Are the weapons loaded?"
Moody gave a grunt that Harry assumed was an affirmative – you never could tell with Moody. "Good, you see anyone moving around in the building? I don't want to add murder to my list of crimes."
There was a small whirring noise as Moody's electric eye searched the building for heat signatures. After a moment he stopped looking and moved quietly towards the entrance. "I only see a redheaded weasel in the security room. Want to go get Ronald? I'll get the engines started."
"Sounds good," Harry moved quickly out of the storeroom and down the hall as Moody headed for the truck.
It was hard to believe that this was Harry's thirtieth weapons run in three years. How time flew by. It seemed like just yesterday that he'd given them information on a weapons stash and been forced to wait in the truck as Ron held a gun on him while the others grabbed the weapons and set the charges.
They always blew up the warehouse they took the weapons from – it stopped the Fuhrer from getting DNA evidence on them.
Cautiously Harry swung the door to the security room open and froze. Ron was ready and waiting with gun pointed at Harry's chest.
"Oh, it's you. We ready?"
"Yes."
"Kay, we've got ninety seconds before the cameras come back online. Then–"
"I know, let them run for a minute and blow up the charges." Harry rolled his eyes, "I've done this before, Ron."
Ron shot Harry a glare before muttering something nasty under his breath and turning back to the computer system. Ten seconds later he was peeling for the truck, Harry hot on his heels.
They jumped into the truck and Moody sped towards the gate in the fence surrounding the warehouse. The twins had stacked all of the unconscious security guards in their little building by the gate, well out of range of the upcoming explosion. They stopped there for thirty seconds so the twins could throw themselves in the back of truck. Harry slammed the back closed and locked it before jumping back in the front next to Ron.
As they were turning onto the street, just out of view of the gate cameras, Ron's watch beeped, letting them know security was back online.
Harry pulled out his igniter and flipped the top. His thumb hovered over it, waiting for Ron's go ahead. Ron was staring intently at his watch, counting the seconds.
"Go!"
Harry's thumb descended and hit the button. An instant later there was a huge explosion behind them, smoke and flames rising above the buildings.
"Well, I think that went well," Ron said with a cheerful grin and smile as he watched the explosion in the side mirror.
"Don't jinx us. Everything can still go wrong," Moody grumbled.
"You're a spoilsport, that went beautifully," one of the twins said through the small window to the back of the truck.
"Yep, like always, they'll never know what hit them," the other twin added.
Ron snickered, "Just wait till Sunday; they'll really never know what hit them."
"I daresay our little brother speaks the truth. Don't you think so, Harry?"
Harry didn't say anything. He was too busy changing out of his soot covered black clothes and into the designer outfit that Jones had picked for him to wear to the club that evening. He was supposed to meet the gang at eleven and it was already past ten-thirty.
Ron scowled as he watched Harry change in the crowded cab. "Are you really going to go meet with those spoiled rich brats? They'll be dead in a few days."
Harry stopped buttoning up his shirt and shot Ron a glare. "Shut up, Ron. Most of them are good people and I'm sure they'll pick the right side once they have a choice."
"You're an idiot to think a snake will change its pattern."
"And you're an idiot for mistaking lions for snakes." Harry bit back.
He had tried, for the past three years, to befriend Ron, but all he had managed was to stop Ron's death threats. Ron just didn't want to see him as anything other than an enemy, and this tore Harry to shreds inside everytime he thought about it.
At least the twins had come around to his side once they realized that he genuinely cared for Ginny. They had only voted against him at that first meeting for fear of him hurting Ginny again – plus some promise they made with Ron to beat him up in a dark alley. Harry found himself glad they'd chosen not to fulfill that promise.
Moody dropped Harry off on a deserted side street. As the truck drove off a slick red Ferrari pulled up and Harry got in, giving Ginny a kiss as he did so.
"Everything go well?" she asked when they broke apart.
"Perfectly, now, let's go do some recruiting."
The two of them arrived at the club a quarter of an hour later. With the casual air of practice Ginny tossed the keys at the valet and Harry was struck by how much things had changed.
When he'd first taken her out to meet the gang she'd been rather shy and nervous. But now she exuded a confidence that made almost every male around turn to look at her. A glare had become one of Harry's main expressions when Ginny was around. It came in rather handy when someone tried to approach her.
Like right now.
Harry slipped his arm around Ginny's tiny waist and glared at the gaudy peacock that had begun to approach them.
By the time they crossed the dance floor and reached the gang in their normal bouncer guarded booth he had glared off no more than ten peacocks and one slinky red dressed woman. The Spinning Head was becoming more dangerous than his missions with the Order of Wiedergeboren.
That was soon going to change, hopefully.
"Harry! Ginny! You made it!" Draco shouted when he saw them approach.
Harry couldn't help but grin as he replied, "Of course we did! We couldn't leave you hanging!"
Draco grinned right back and within a minute Harry and Ginny were safely ensconced in the booth with the gang.
Things had changed a bit since Harry had first sat in this booth with these people.
Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini had been appointed to a branch of the Fuhrer's Guard serving ambassadors. They were currently in Japan, the Third Reich's closest ally.
Victor Krum and Cho Chang had been selected to head up a training camp in Austria. They had been there for almost a year now and there were rumors floating back that the two of them were doing some horizontal training not involved with the camp.
Zacharias Smith's mother had chosen an early retirement due to her health, so he was now Minister of Transportation. Because of this and all of his duties they almost never say him anymore.
Cormac McLaggan was currently suspended and under house arrest due to picking a fight with his commander. He apparently had issues with following orders. For some reason Harry wasn't surprised about that.
So now their gang was only comprised of Angelina Johnson, Michael Corner, Justin Finch-Fletchly, Luna Lovegood, and Draco Malfoy. The table looked a lot emptier, which suited Harry's purposes just fine.
"How was dinner with your parents?" Luna asked as Draco disappeared to order another round of drinks.
"Lovely, Mum made shepherd's pie." Ginny answered with a smile.
"Oooh, I haven't had that in YEARS," Michael lamented.
The talk dropped into trivialities and Harry sat back, letting the others talk while he thought. This was their last night to all be together before Sunday. If he wanted to make sure that his friends were safe he'd have to move fast and broach the subject tonight.
He just had to wait for the right opening.
Luckily, he didn't have to wait long.
It was about an hour later that Draco looked at his phone and sneered in disgust. "I can't believe it! They're going to ruin this country before we even get a chance to touch it!"
Angelina frowned, "What did they do now?"
"Are they raising the price of bread and dropping the Dole again?" Luna sounded worried and Harry couldn't blame her. Her father was in charge of making bad things like that sound good, which was getting increasingly difficult.
"No, worse. Because of a perceived threat from Russia they're invoking the draft and putting a freeze on all non-military government spending." Draco slammed his phone down on the table, making the screen flicker. "Luna, I don't know how your father's going to put a positive spin on this. I don't think anyone can. The Doles are going to kill us all when they realize they won't be able to eat next month."
Harry leaned over and picked up Draco's phone. He was on the private government newsfeed. All court documents were posted on it and could only be accessed by a password given to a select number of government employees. Harry wasn't quite that trusted, his phone only gave him access to news that had already gone through Minister Lovegood's office.
"What–What would you do if you could stop this?" Harry asked softly, barely audible to the others above the teeth-itching music.
The others frowned.
"What do you mean do something about this?" Justin asked curiously.
"I mean, stop this freeze. Stop all of it." Harry looked around the table, meeting everyone's eyes, even Ginny's.
Draco's eyes widened, "You mean…"
"Yes, make the transition happen a little early."
"But-but, that's treasonous!" Michael hissed.
"No, not really. Remember Grindelwald's slogan?"
Angelina gasped her hand flying over her mouth, "For the greater good!"
"Yes! And is the current Fuhrer doing that?" Harry asked quietly.
"No, no he's not," Justin answered.
There was silence for a few minutes as everyone soaked in what Harry was implying. Harry had noticed all of them slowly begin to doubt the way the government was run. None of them were getting any younger, most of them were almost forty, if not past forty. Even Draco had begun to have doubts. Every time a law was passed or a decision made he was sure he could do better. And now Harry was going to take advantage of that.
It was Draco who finally broke the silence.
"And just who would be the Fuhrer if this change were to occur?"
"Anyone but me," Harry said calmly.
Draco grinned, "Well then, how about we go discuss this somewhere else and discuss this change?"
Half an hour later Harry found himself back in his "playroom" with Ginny, Draco, Luna, Justin, Michael, and Angelia. The seven of them were seated around his table, drinking tea, and quietly discussing the plan for Sunday.
"So, now that we've signed," Draco pushed the document they'd all signed towards Ginny, "what do we have to do?"
Harry pulled out a map of Parliament and began indicating what everyone was supposed to do. They'd all be quickly securing their charges when he sent a message to their phones. Harry trusted them, but not enough to let them know the exact timeline. He even vaguely hinted that this wouldn't happen for a couple of months, at the earliest. They also knew nothing about anyone else in the Order, or what the rebels called themselves - everyone was safer that way.
Once the charges were secured Angelina, Michael, and Justin would converge on the security room and take it over. From there they could disable the main alarm system.
While this was going on Luna and Draco would be slipping down to the basement to shut off all of the electricity.
Harry would be meeting the rebels at the sewer entrance and leading them into the building. Sunday was the perfect day to strike – the Fuhrer was due to address the nation at half past noon to make a big announcement. When the Order had picked the date they hadn't known what was to be announced, but now that they did, Harry couldn't help but find it rather fitting.
When better to take down the leader of the conquered world then when he was about to reinstate the draft and conquer more of the world?
Author's Note: Well, there it is. Things in this world are coming to a head. Aren't you excited?
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