Chapter Three: Chaos Magic

"Meet Rustbucket IV," Kevin introduced them to the RV. It was your standard RV, "Infinite space inside, will comfortably house ten people, two dogs, and one small animal of some sort."
Gwen smiled, "Sweet."

Harry adjusted his glasses, "I don't understand…"

"Go on in then."

25 Hours Later (And a Change of Time Zones)

"What the hel-Oh crap." Screams had woken them up and so Kevin was going to tell the still celebrating Irish fans to knock it off but when he stepped outside the RV he found something completely different.

"Wake up! Wake up! Battle stations people!"
They all woke completely.

"Julie you stay here with Ship and the kids," Ben ordered, dialing in Jet-ray, "if those bastards get any closer lock the Rustbucket down, defcon1."

"Right." she nodded, "Be safe, please?"

"We try. Let's go!" the three Plumbers raced out, going to save the muggle victims and arrest as many of the Death-Eaters as they could manage.

Then there was another scream and it caused Harry to bolt from the RV, Hermione right behind him.

"Harry! Harry! We have to go back!"

"That was Ginny Mione, the Weasleys are in trouble!" he grabbed her hand as to keep them together.

They came into a clearing when they heard the bushes move around them. Instinctively they went back to back, as to have a three hundred sixty degree field of vision, wands out and raised.

"Follow my lead Mione!" Harry told her, raising his wand above their heads and beginning to make a whirlpool movement as he began to chant Latin. Hermione did as he did, their wands beginning to glow blue.

"Morsmordre!" a voice boomed to their left and Hermione screamed softly, beginning to tug on Harry's sleeve insistently, hissing, "Harry! We have to go back—!"

Harry was too busy staring at the sky, mouth gaping and eyes bulging slightly. There, formed from sickly green clouds, was a massive skull. The lower mandible dropped and a snake slithered out, hissing and baring its' fangs.

"What the bloody hell is that?!" he demanded frightfully, before wavering as his scar began to burn.

"That's his mark Harry! They fire it off when they make a kill in his name! C'mon!"

"The Weasleys!"

"They have numbers on their side, we don't. We're sitting ducks here right now; we have to get back to the RV! Now!"

He gave one last look at the sky before nodding and grabbing her hand, turning, and beginning to run back to the RV with her.

When they returned the RV was under siege by Death-Eaters.

"Desino egredior." Hermione whispered, blocking any form of magical escape.

"Petrificatus Totalus Maximus!" Harry bellowed and the Death-Eaters froze, as did Julie and Ship, "Uh oh. Sorry Julie."

Harry raced over to her, pointing his wand at her and whispering, "Finite."

She unfroze and after they unfroze Ship they began breaking the Death-Eaters up, binding them with ropes and confiscating their wands.

Then they used Ship to call for transport to a Plumber detention facility.

The Plumbers trooped back soon, tired and sore.

"Had to implant false memories," Gwen explained, "but I think the kids are going to have nightmares anyways. Anything happen here?"

Julie shrugged, "Rounded up about fifteen Death-Eaters ourselves."

"FIFTEEN?"

"After the Boy-Who-Lived of course," Harry shrugged, "routine."
Mr. Weasley appeared, instantly relieved by seeing them all alive and in one piece, "You've gotta get him outta of here." and then he disappeared.

"Fasten your seatbelts people," Kevin rumbled, "Hermione, you're coming home with us…Ship…"The mechamorph swallowed the RV and they took off, breaking the sound barrier just as they hit the ocean's coast.