Previously in Fight for Both
"When do we attack my Lord?"
"Tomorrow, and make sure my daughter is with you where you return or don't even bother coming back," the Dark Lord said.
"Yes, my Lord."
Chapter 3: Uninvited Guests
BPOV
I woke up and looked at the clock and saw that I had two hours to get ready. I got up and out of bed and took a nice hot shower. I curled my hair and put it up on top of my head and let some strands fall from the bun. I then put on my dress. It was black with the sleeves falling off of my shoulders, and went into a grey corset, the bottom was my favorite part of my dress; it was lace layering on top of on another until only some strands laid on the floor. There was a long ribbon of cloth left and so I wrapped it around my right arm. My make up was just some eyes liner and mascara. I put on my black heels and walked into the kitchen I find Harry and Ginny kissing. I took a mug from the counter and poured some coffee into it and started to drink some. They stopped kissing when Harry noticed me smiling into my mug. "Hey morning, I knew you two belonged together," I said while smiling.
I left the kitchen and bumped into Molly on my way outside. "Izzy, you look absolutely beautiful my dear. Oh, could you be a dear and help the twin out setting the table for the reception," she asked as she frantically went around fixing the house for the rest of the guests. "Thank you Mrs. Weasley and don't worry Mrs. Weasley. I'll go help the boys," I reassured her. "Thank you dear."
I opened up the tent flap and found the twin setting up the tables wrong. I laughed and went inside the tent to go and help them. "I come to help you boys out and I find that you doing everything wrong," I laughed at them, "You guys have to move the tables off of the dance floor."
I helped them move the tables when the leg of the table snagged onto my dress and I fell to the ground with Fred underneath me. I looked right into his eyes again. "I…umm…sorry we have to keep setting up," I got up off of his chest and held out my hand. He took it and got up. I looked over and noticed and George had that same smirk on his face. "And what are you smirking about George," I asked while folding my arms across my chest. "Oh, you may not know it but you're in love my dear brother. I know that you love him more than a best friend and I also know that h-." Fred cut him off by cover his mouth with his hand. "I…a…we should get back to setting the tables," Fred said while uncovering George's mouth.
We got back to work and I was on the other side of the tent when I heard yell at George, "George I can't believe that you almost told her that I like her." I looked over to where the boys were setting up and smiled back at them. I could feel my blood go to my checks. I waved at them giggled a little and turned back to where I was working.
FPOV
George and I were setting up the tables when we heard a voice from the other side of the tent. I turned around and saw Izzy in her all of her beauty. She was wearing a beautiful black dress that the sleeves just went off of her shoulders, it then turned into a grey corset that hugged her torso beautifully. The bottom of her dress was lace layered on top of one another with some lace hanged from the dress. I noticed that there was a black ribbon was tied around her arm. Her hair was put into a bun on top of her head with some strands of curls hanging around her face.
"I come to help you boys out and I find that you doing everything wrong," she laughed at us, "You guys have to move the tables off of the dance floor."
She helped us move the tables off of the dance floor, when I put the table down I guess she was still pulling it and the table snagged on the bottom of her dress making her fall right on top of me when we hit the ground. I was going to ask her if she was ok but then I looked right into her violet eyes and I couldn't find my voice. "I…umm…sorry we have to keep setting up," she stammered as she was getting up. Her voice sounded like music in my ears. She held out her hand to help me up and I gladly took it. I saw George smirking at me with those eyes of his. She turned and looked at my smirking brother and crossed her arms across her chest making her cleavage stand out.
"Oh, you may not know it but you're in love my dear brother. I know that you love him more than a best friend and I also know that h-." I cut my brother off by putting my hand over his mouth. I looked at him and gave him that don't you dare glare. "I…a…we should get back to setting up the tables," I stammered while uncovering my brothers mouth.
While we got back to work I started to yell at George, "George I can't believe that you almost told her that I like her like that." I noticed that she was on the other side of the tent and looked over at us and smiled. I felt the blood rush to my checks as she waved at us and giggled a little then turned back to her work. I turned back to my brother and noticed him smirking at me again. "What is it with you and smirking lately," I whispered while going back to set up the table we were working on.
(During the reception)
BPOV
I was outside the tent looking at the moon when I felt someone's arms around my waist. I looked behind me to see who it was and found that it was Fred. I snuggled my head into his neck and kiss his neck. We just stood there loving each other's embrace. I sighed and looked up at him. "We should get back to the tent. I think they'll be looking for us soon," I sighed. We walked back into the tent and started to dance. Right in the middle of the song a bright lynx patromious came and said in a haunting voice, "The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. Isabelle they are coming for you. They are coming." I looked at Fred as the lynx disappeared and whispered, "I love you" I kissed him with all of my might and let go and looked into his eyes. "I love you too. Be safe," he whispered as his hands cupped each side of my checks and gave me one last kiss.
We parted and I went to find Harry.
I found Harry with Ron and Hermione frantically looking for me. I held my hand out as we escaped the scene unscathed. We appeared in the middle of the street somewhere. We walked down the sidewalk and people were staring at us, well me because I had the long dress on. We walked until we reached an alley with no one in it. Hermione started to pull out some clothes for us and handed some to me. As soon as I got my clothes from Hermione I started to go and find a place to change for the both of us.
I didn't take my hair out of my bun because I liked the way it was and also I didn't want to lose the pins that were in my hair either. We were in a little coffee shop and sat down at a table near the windows. "What would you like," the waitress asked while listening to some music from her headphones.
"Umm…a cup of coffee," Hermione answered. "Same as her," Ron and Harry answered. "I'll have some tea, please," I said. I decided to be different because I'm not much of a coffee person. (AN: I really like coffee) She went back into the kitchen while two other people came through the door. I recognized the one as Rowle. I looked at Hermione and gave her the look. She looked at me and nodded. "Now," I shouted. I shot the first spell and missed him. We all went under the table for cover. Spells were flying all over the room along with paper and other things. They soon ended up knocked out cold. I was looking at one of the man's face to see if I could make out whom he was when Hermione yelled, "Go. Leave." I noticed that the waitress ran away from the scene.
I tuned out from the conversation when I was pulled into a vision.
I was in the ministry in one of the court rooms, where Umbridge was holding a trial for some women. The neck lace was a yellowish color with an "S" in the center of the necklace for Salazar Slytherin. I heard a snake's voice from the necklace calling me.
As I came out of the vision I noticed that Hermione was erasing Dolohov's memory. I looked at the three of them and said, "I know where a Horcrux is."
"Well where do we go now," Harry asked as we left the café. I looked at Hermione and asked, "How about we go to 12 Grimmauld Place. Think about it everyone we know is in hiding or dead. No one will expect us to go there. Death Eaters would look in places that are underground or in other places before they ever check Grimmauld and plus it gives us a place to sleep for the night. We can always go somewhere else but for right now let's just go there until we have a plain."
"I agree with Izzy. Let's just go there until we have something planed out," Hermione said.
(12 Grimmauld Place)
We opened up the door and noticed that a cloud of dust started to sweep up and off of the ground into a shape. The shape then turned into Albus Dumbledore and began to run at us. We all flinched as it ran toward us and then disappeared into thin air. "Were alone," Hermione said.
(The next day)
"Ok so Izzy what were you saying before about a Horcrux," Hermione asked. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "While you guys were erasing Dolohov and Rowle's mind I saw a vision to where a Horcrux was. It was with Dolores Umbridge. She had it around her neck. We are at a trial for some woman and I was it around her neck. Harry I think it was the Horcrux you and Dumbledore were looking for when you went to that cave before he died," I explained.
"That's correct," Harry notified me.
"Well how are we going to get in the Ministry," Ron asked. He got us on there. But then Hermione gasped and looked at me with like a light bulb just went off in her head. She went to go get some book and started to open it up. I looked at it and realized that it was a book of potions. Now I caught on.
"Polyjuice Potion" we both said at the same time.
"But who will we impersonate," Ron asked. I thought about it for a little bit and then went out to find a Daily Prophet. I went through it looking for anything that was well worth reading until I found three people whom I saw earlier.
"Here we can be them, Albert Runcorn, Mafalda Hopkirk, and Reginald Cattermole. Harry you can be Albert, Hermione you can be Mafalda, and Ron you can be Reginald. Don't disagree with me you guys have to get the necklace," I said while showing them the Daily Prophet.
"Fine we'll go as them, but what are you going to do," Hermione said while getting the ingredient's for the Polyjuice Potion.
"Well I know of a reporter who works for the Ministry. I could go to your father's office and try and get some information on where they are hiding and how they are and who survived the attack," I answered.
"Ok but we meet up at the statue when the potion wears off," Hermione said as she started to brew the potion, "We go to the Ministry on September second at the least."
We all nodded.
(September second)
I sighed and looked out the window it was an early morning around six maybe six thirty and the sun was just coming up from behind the trees. I was thinking of Fred and wondered if he was ok along with the rest of the people at the wedding. I wanted to contact him and the rest of the order to see if they were ok. The only way it could think of it was through a patromious. But it would be too recognizable for the Death Eaters and other witches and wizards who were on the dark side. But wait by night it would just look like a shooting star. I walked into the room to where we were all sleeping for the night and saw the Ron and Hermione fell asleep holding hands. Awe they looked so cute together. I decided that tonight I would send them a patromious to tell them that we were ok.
(After they take the Polyjuice Potion and are at the Ministry)
"So we meet up here after the Potion wears off do you got that," Hermione said. We all nodded our heads and went our separate ways. I walked to the elevators with everyone else and started to go to Arthur's office. I knocked on his office door and then heard a faint voice, "Come in." I opened the door and found…
As you can see everything I'm writing and posting is about 98% of what I had earlier. I'm going to keep updating until it come to a totally new chapter. I almost have chapter 12 done so yea. Now just slightly changing the chapters. Thanks and Review and Suggest ideas. Hope you like what coming.
