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Chapter Seven; Jealousy

It knocked on Alicia's door the morning after Harry Potter's birthday, Alicia, who was still sleeping, grunted and got up from bed; she walked over to the door and opened it, not thinking that it may be a Death Eater or something like that.

"What?" She snapped at the person, and that person turned out to be Percy.

"Doesn't it look like it's a lovely day for a walk, let's take a walk." He said very cheerful to her. "Get a perspective on things."

"Why?" She asked him. "I would at least want to get one more hour of sleep before I start today."

"Well, you're up now, aren't you? So why just not take a coat on and fallow me on a walk, please?" He even gave her a please-smile.

"Fine, but just if you fix me some coffee." She said and turned around and walked into her bedroom again to get dressed.

"Sure." Percy responded and headed off to the kitchen.

Half an hour later was the two of them outside, even though that it was 8:15 in the morning, the streets of London was full of people like it was in the middle of the day.

"I don't think that I can go with you tonight." Percy said.

"Why, what's the big problem?" she asked him, but she had a pretty good guess.

"I... Um, I know that it would be alright and even wonderful with Mum, and Dad, and Bill, even Charlie. But, I don't know, I don't think that I can stand a whole night of their comments about how awful I behaved and how stupid I am for trusting the ministry, and everything like that." Percy said; he stared at his feet as he walked, he meant the others by saying them.

"Percy..." She started. "I know that they are a bunch of idiots. A bunch of immature idiots, but if you just show up, I'll deal with George and Fred." She assured him.

"You know, since fifth year in school I have been known as Prefect Percy, now I'm idiot Percy, family disowning Percy, ministry loving Percy." Percy continued. "I just want to be Percy again, just simply Percy. I just want to get out of this role I'm playing, I just want to throw away this mask that I'm carrying because expect to see it on me." He paused for a moment to breath. "I had one person in my life that loved me for who I really was, who told me; you don't have to be anyone else for me, just be yourself." He said, thinking about his ex. Girlfriend Penelope. "But I screw that up, I was just meant to." He added.

"Percy..." Alicia started the sentence, but she didn't know how to continue. "Just come to the wedding for me. Come to the wedding and just be yourself, have a new start, maybe they like the you you better than the masked you." She said. "Start from scratch. Tonight is a chance for you to have a new start with your family. You just have to take it." She said, trying to sound as motivating as possible.

"That would really sound nice." Percy muttered to himself. "Do you know any other people that are coming?"

"Oh, well." Alicia thought about it for a second. "Hagrid, he came yesterday. Nymphadora and her husband, Remus Lupin." She said and saw a little twitch in Percy's movement. "And also is Lee coming, since he has nothing else to do if I heard Fred correctly. Victor Krum, since he and Fleur became friends at the Tri Wizard Tournament. Then I'm not so sure..." She thought about it more, Fred, George and Charlie had orally gone through the whole guest list at dinner last night. "Oh, your great aunt Muriel is coming, since Fleur is going to wear her tiara."

"No." Percy said in protest, which only made Alicia smile.

"And... the Lovegoods, Perkins and Elphias Doge, um... then it is a lot of French people I don't know the name of." She finished.

"I still don't know if it is such a good idea, I have a lot of work to be done tonight." He shook his head, trying to make up another excuse.

"Oh right. I forgot, the ministry is doomed to fall if Percy Weasley doesn't finish his work." She laughs. "I can assure you that hell freezes over if the ministry falls just tonight. That would be funny."

"Leesh..." Percy said in protest and Alicia knew that he would just come up with a stupid excuse to skip it.

"You are coming, end of discussion." She said to him demanding.


She had talked very much with Charlie last night, the topic had mostly been Quidditch. He had mostly remembered Alicia from the first match that she had ever played as a chaser, since she was only and reserve in her second year. You could describe the match in one word; catastrophe. First of all, Fred had accidentally shot the bludger toward Oliver instead of Davies, so Oliver ended up in the hospital wing. Alicia and Angelina, that hated each other from their first year until the end of their second, had developed at strategy of throwing the quaffle at each other instead of to each other. And then came that horrid kiss with Davies, so both Alicia and Davies had ended up in the Hospital wing as well.

If you thought that was the end of it? You were wrong, Fred, who was pretty bad at aiming then, had missed another Ravenclaw player and hit Charlie, who fell off his broom and also ended up in the hospital wing. So... catastrophe huh? Well, the ending score was 240 to 30, Ravenclaw won.

The game didn't end with that the seeker catching the snitch; McGonagall had forced madam Hooch to end the game since the Gryffindor was without two of their chasers (the reason the other chaser, Sandra, had fallen was because the bat had slipped out of Georges gip and knocked off Sandra off her broom), their keeper and their seeker, so left one the field was only Angelina, Fred and George.

So that was how the first Quidditch game she ever played ended. McGonagall had collected the whole team up in the hospital wing later (When everybody was conscious again that is) and yelled at them, she wasn't happy, because this meant that they had no chance of winning the cup, (It was Slytherin that won it... again). Then, after that McGonagall had disappeared, Charlie had taken out his anger at Alicia and Angelina, he had never, never seen two of his chasers play like that. He was really angry then. But now, seven years later... he laughed at it.

When Alicia arrived at the ministry and walked through the room filled with cubicles, her eyes instantly got glued toward the cubicle her dad had, like it did every time.

The day went by pretty boring, she had to take notes, and she hated taking notes. She spent the two hour lesson to dream away. She dreamt away about George, which had always been a favourite. She dreamt away that the two of them were alone, somewhere on a deserted beach, just the two of them.

"Ms Spinnet!" The hash voice of Aldine abruptly ended her daydream.

"Yes." She looked up. She saw the board where Aldine had written up the word Patronus, as a head line. "Patronus, yes, very interesting." She tried to cover up for her non-listening. "Um... Just what you said." She nodded, but she actually had no idea what he had said.

"What did I say?" He asked her.

"That um... To be honest, I don't quite remember, do you care to repeat?" She asked him.

"I asked you..." He said sighed. "Have you ever tried to perform a patronus?"

"Yes, I very cute racoon, I named him George." She answered, smiling to the last part, and she heard a few stifled laughs from the others.

"You are able to perform a full-body Patronus?" He asked her, surprised to hear that.

"Yes." She answered, feeling very out-looked.

"How long have you been able to do that?" Aldine asked with full interest.

"Since fourth or fifth year."

"Hm." He said and looked closer at her. "Myself, I can't do anything more than just a silvery mist."

"Interesting." She answered bored and wished that she could go back to her daydream. "Maybe that is why you are teaching us instead of doing anything of real importance." She felt a real big urge to add, but didn't.

"Why don't you show us." He didn't ask; it was more like a demand.

"Okay." She said and stood up, but at the same moment that she drew out her wand. And say the incantation there was a knock on the door, and in came Kingsley.

"Mr. Shacklebolt." Aldine said when he saw the visitor. "What brings you to this place?"

"I'd like to have a word with Ms Spinnet, if that is fine with you, of course." He said in his kalm deep voice.

"Of course, of course." Aldine said as Alicia smiled to herself.

"You'll have to take your things with you, you won't be coming back." Kingsley said and Alicia took her stuff as she followed him out.

"Did you notice that Mr. Aldine is almost a little scared of you?" She asked Kingsley when the door closed and they were outside the classroom.

"Hush, don't tell me that." He said panicking. "I'm subconsciously using that to my own profit." He said with a smirk. "I need you to deliver something for me." He simply said, his tone suddenly turning serious.

"Okay, who should I give it to, and why is it so urgent?" She asked.

"It's not really urgent, you just looked really bored." He answered. "I need you to give this to Nymphadora when you meet her at the wedding, she's coming right? She told me that she was." He said and gave Alicia a letter. "Tell her to read this when she have some peace and quiet."

"Okay." Alicia answered and took the letter. "Yes, she's coming." Alicia looked at the clock at the wall, it showed one o'clock. If she hurried she could get home and get ready before Mica was home and decided that she had to help Alicia.

"That's great." Kingsley nodded. "I'll walk you over to the elevator so that you can go home. I know that you girls take a very long time on yourself to get ready."


When Alicia arrived to the Burrow a ten to three, she almost didn't recognize the place, it was almost completely changed, the garden that last night had been filled with lights and just a long table. Not there was a big tent and several tables at the side of the tent, under the sky. It was a very beautiful scene. It seemed to be perfect, such a perfect picture.

"Hello, guys." Alicia said when she entered into the kitchen, where Ron, Fred, Bill and Mr. Weasley sat, all dressed in their dress robes. They all looked up at her and greeted her.

"Dad, do I really have to wear this?" Ron complained as he looked in his reflection in the mirror. "I look ridiculous."

"Oh, dear won-won, be happy that you are not wearing a dress." Fred smirked.

"Can you stop call me that?" Ron snapped at him. Fred had yesterday found an old letter from Ron's ex girlfriend Lavender, and in that letter had she called Ron, "Won-won" and that was why Ron had chased Fred around the house.

"I certainly think that you would look lovely in a dress, you wanna swop with Alicia?" Fred asked him.

"Who's gonna swop Alicia?" George came into the kitchen, fumbling with his tie.

"Nobody." Alicia answered and walked up with him to help him. "You never learned how make a knot tie like you promised me, huh?" she continued and made the knot. George was the only guy that couldn't make a tie knot to his school robe; Alicia had made him promise to learn, so that Alicia didn't have to help him with it every day.

"I can do it on other people, but not on me, it's harder than it seems." He answered. "You look great." He said to her after she had made the knot to him.

Great? She thought to herself, was she just looking great? Was great all he could say? She had spent very long time to get her hair up onto the bun at the back of her head, and all he could say was great? She had even let Mica into her apartment to help her with the make-up and all he could say was great? Oliver said the word 'beautiful' to her, but George could only say 'great'? Had she done something wrong? The word great was something that you said to your sister and a friend.

She was about to answer him when a red-haired boy with curly locks came almost bursting into the room. "Don't I look horrible?" He said, at the verge of breaking out into laughter.

"Who's that?" Alicia asked George quietly.

"Barny Weasley." The boy said smiling, he had probably heard Alicia.

"Harry Potter." George answered her.

"Oh." Alicia studied Harry's new appearance. "Wow, I really can't say that you look like yourself."

"Thank you." Harry said, still smiling big. "That's the point with all of this."

"Hello, Alicia." Mrs. Weasley came into the kitchen, not really sounding as happy as people thought she would. "I need the four of you to go out and start to wait for the guests; they will start to arrive at any moment now."

"Right, let's go and do that then." Fred said cheeringly and was the first one to walk out of the room, closely followed by George, Ron, and Harry.

"Are you okay Molly?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"I just... I just wish that Percy would come, It's so sad that he turned down the invitation to come." Mrs. Weasley said and sat down. "Otherwise, everything is just perfect."

"Percy's not coming??" Alicia almost shouted out in chock, all three of the looked up at her.

"What does it matter to you?" Bill asked. "You don't even like him."

"But Percy said that he would come." Alicia said that more to herself than to the others. "I even told him that he looked like a young Bond with red hair and glasses, which is a lie."

"What are you talking about dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked Alicia confused.

"I just met him ten minutes ago."

"Were did you meet him?" Bill asked.

"Well..." She thought that she'd better tell them the truth. "He kinda lives across the hall from me."

"He does?"

"Yes, and I'll skin him a live if he doesn't show up. He promised." Alicia muttered to herself.

"What's Bond?" Mr. Weasley now spoke.

"It's a muggle thing." She answered, not really thinking that it would be so interesting to them.

"Really? What muggle thing?"

"It's a movie character, and I have obviously spent too much time with my muggle friends." She stood up and walked out to the four boys that stood and waited for the guests to start arrive.

"When I get married." She heard Fred say. "I won't bother with any of this nonsense. You lot can wear whatever you like; and I'll put a full body bind curse on mum until it is all over."

"Oh Fred." Alicia muttered and all of their looks turned around toward her. "If you keep having that attitude, I don't think that your bride would want to marry you anymore."

"Maybe I'll find one someday." Fred said sweetly. "Like Angelina, I could marry Angelina; she'd never want this kind of nonsense either."

"Angelina's already married, dumbass." George snapped at him.

"She's married??" Alicia answered, how the hell could that bint get married before her?

"Yes, got married last year, late December." George answered her. "You didn't know?"

"No." Alicia answered; she looked out over the front yard.

"Oh look here they come." George muttered as the guests started to arrive out of nowhere. "Excellent I think that I see some veela-cousins..."

George motioned to mover over toward them but Alicia grabbed his shoulder. "Just wait a second George." She said and pretended that she had some trouble with her shoe.

"But..." George said, he wanted to move over toward the veela-cousins.

"Just a second." She said, still pretending.

Fred, who was smiling at the scene and started to move over toward the veela-cousins, had apparently seen something, because he stopped dead on his tracks and the smile on his face disappeared. "Oh look who have the nerve to come." He said coldly.

"I thought that he wasn't coming." George said in the same cold voice.

Alicia looked up and saw that they were looking on Percy. "Fred, George, if I hear or see any of you saying anything mean, or potentially mean to him... Well, let's just say that my lexicon for hexes has increased into a very painful direction since fourth year." She said, giving them a non-direct threat. Then she turned toward Percy. "Hey Percy, I was almost worried that weren't going show." She said to him.

Fred ignored the two of them and moved over to the veela-cousins. George stayed put and looked at the scene between Percy and Alicia, not sure what to believe.

"Well, I promised did I?" Percy said, looking directly at George as he spoke. "Hello, George." He said to his brother.

But George didn't respond, he first looked at Percy for a few seconds before turning around to help a bunch of old ladies to their seats.

Percy, who didn't seem surprised with Georges behaviour, and didn't either seem to have notices the missing ear, turned toward Ron. "Hey." He said.

"Hey Percy." Ron said, greeting Percy much nicer than Fred and George. "I'm glad that you could come." But his voice didn't seem so glad. "This is our cousin Barny, remember him?"

"Can't say that I do." Percy looked at Barny with interest. "Nice to meet you." Percy said offered his hand to his 'cousin'.

"Nice to meet you too, Cousin Percy." Harry said happily and took the hand. "Don't worry, I don't remember you either."

"Lovely." Alicia said sarcastic. "Why don't you and I go inside, there are some people there that probably would like to meet you." She seized his arm and they walked inside.

When the two of them entered the kitchen through the back door, Percy was almost at the exact moment as he stepped inside thrown a little back by a hug. At first he thought that it was his mum, but when he heard her say 'Oh, Percy' from the other side of the kitchen, he realized that it was Bill who was hugging him really tightly.

"God, I'm glad that you are here." Bill said when he let go of Percy.

"Well if I get this kind of greeting every time I come here, maybe I'll just move in so that I don't have to be hospitalised with broken ribs because of all the tight hugging." Percy said and put a hand over his ribs.

"Was that a joke?" Bill asked and looked on Percy with a little suspicion, as did both Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

"So what, I'm not allowed to make a joke?" Percy continued. "This was really a bad idea, Leesh." He said to Alicia.

"Of course you are allowed to make a joke, dear." Mrs. Weasley said to her third eldest son, and gave him a less tight hug.

"It's nice that you could come, Percy." Mr. Weasley stood up from his seat and also gave his son a hug.

"Here." Percy held out a small cubicle-shaped box wrapped in decorative paper to Bill. "I can't really say that it's like a wedding gift, it's more like a personal gift."

"Now I'm really interested." Bill said and took the box; he quickly unwrapped the box and took out a snowball, and inside the ball was there a miniature Hogwarts, with the black lake and the forbidden forest. When Bill saw the snowball he started to laugh. "I can't believe that you remember it." He laughed. "You were like four."

"Six, actually." Percy said.

"What's the story?" Alicia asked.

"Well, when I started my first year at Hogwarts, I got one of these, but Percy was very jealous of that I had to go and he couldn't come with me. So he accidentally broke it." Bill said, putting and emphasis on the word accidentally, so Alicia understood that it wasn't really accidentally that Percy had broken the snowball.

"I saw it in an antique shop and came to think of that." Percy explained.

"Oh Percy" Mrs. Weasley started to cry as she hurried over to hug him again. "Oh Percy." She said again and hugged him.

"I can promise you, Alicia, that that is the only immature thing that Percy has ever done." Bill told Alicia.

"Oh look who's hiding in here?" A very elderly lady came into the kitchen with help from Ginny. "Nervous William?" She said and Alicia wondered mentally who this William could be.

"A little." Bill answered and Alicia got an answered to her mental question.

"Percy!" Ginny said happy as she saw her brother.

"Hello Ginny." Percy said to his only sister.

Ginny helped the lady sit down before she also got up to Percy and hugged him.

"Oh, it's you." The old lady said.

"Hello Auntie Muriel." Percy said.

"Dearing to come here do you?" She continued, by the sound of her tone, she was surprised to see him here.

"Yes, I thought that it was about time." Percy answered. But Muriel didn't listen to him; she had caught sight of Alicia.

"Oh dear." She said to herself when she saw her. "Oh dear, that sort of dress is made for a young woman with a waist, not a young woman with muscles." She said to Alicia.

Alicia was shocked, did she complain on Alicia because she had muscles? What was so wrong with a woman with muscles, she was damn proud over her muscles.

"There's nothing less feminine with a woman than muscles." She continued. Then; "What's your name, dear?" with a complete different voice.

"Alicia." She answered.

"Oh, you have the same name as Johnny Spinnet's daughter." Muriel continued, not understanding that she was Johnny Spinnet's daughter. "There's something that I just don't like about that girl, I heard that she's such a tomboy, now, her sister on the other hand, that's where we can find a real lady."

"Ron, why don't you take Auntie Muriel out into the garden to get her seated for the ceremony?" Mrs. Weasley said, to the newly arrived Ron.

First did Ron look like he was going to complain and say that he didn't want to, but with one look from his mother, he got silent and did as he was told.

"Don't worry about what she said." Mrs. Weasley said to Alicia when Ron and Muriel had gone outside. "She finds ways to complain on everybody."

"Except from my sister." Alicia responded, starting to get upset. "I have never been compared with the perfect Cathy." It was actually true, she had never been compared with her sister, and they were just too different to be compared like that. Her relationship with her sister was complicated, Cathy had always seen Alicia like a burden that she had to take care of, but she never took care of Alicia at all, that is.

The last time that Alicia had met or seen her sister was one year and four months ago, when she had gotten married herself. Haven't met since then, except from a few letters, very mechanically, emotionless, boring letters, there had never been any; 'how are you', 'miss you' or anything like that, at all.

"I'm sorry."Percy said to his family. "I'm sorry for the way I have been acting, I have been stupid, a fool." He rambled up the words that Oliver had said about him once. "I've been a... a..." He wasn't sure how to continue, because the rest of the words Oliver had used was words you don't say when your parents are in the room.

But Fred came into the kitchen and finished his sentence. "Ministry-loving, Family-disowning, power-hungry moron?"

"Yes! I was, exact to the words." Percy answered.

"Well, I can't say fairer than that." Fred said. "But the really funny question is... What made you see sense?"

"Well." Percy said awkwardly and glanced toward Alicia. "It's been coming on for a while." He took a deep breath before continuing, but he couldn't since Alicia interrupted him.

"Let's just say that if you live at the same floor as me, Oliver and The bee-queen. You kinda start to re-think your situation." She said, agreeing with herself.


The wedding was amazing, beautiful. Alicia thought that everybody agreed with her about that Fleur was shining with beauty.

Alicia had just as last night been seated in a very bad position, next to Lee and George. When Lee had met here before the ceremony, he had been a little too happy to see her, hugged her with a big smile in front of a lot of people. They hadn't either met since the end of school. George was still acting very strange; he didn't look at her, nor speak to her. He just had this hurt/angry look on his face, but why?

When Percy finally noticed the missing ear at George, He had gotten mad at Alicia, earlier that day had he asked Alicia if there was something he was ought to know about his family, she had just shrugged and said that it wasn't so much, barely nothing.

A while after ceremony Alicia found out the fact that she was alone again. Lee had taken Ginny to dance; he had joked and said that he was a secret admirer of her; Ginny had just giggled and gone on with the joke. Percy was over with somebody doing something; she thought that she last had seen him with Fred.

She sat down on a chair by a table and started to look for George, to ask him why he was so cold against her, earlier when she had arrived had he been normal, but ever since Percy came he had ignored her completely.

She caught sight of George, who entered the back door to the kitchen, carrying a couple of empty bottles. She stood up on his feet and followed him. The kitchen was abandoned; everybody was outside having a great time. When she saw George he was leaning toward the kitchen sink with his back toward her.

"George." She said. "Why are you shutting me out?" she asked after a while.

He let out a laugh, not turning around. "The real question is, Alicia; who is shutting who out?" He still didn't turn around.

"What are you talking about?" She asked him, feeling confused.

"You!" he almost screamed out and turned around to face her. "You! You are the one who's shutting me out. And now you go in here and ask me why I'm shutting you out?!" He was really angry.

"I have never tried to shut you out." She snapped back. "Why do you think that I'm trying to do something I'm not?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because you never mentioned that you were the best of friends with Percy." He said. "You never mentioned that!"

"Why should I mention that? You and Fred were threatening him like shit." She remembered what Percy had told her that happened at Christmas.

"Why would you care about that now? As I recall, you were one of the members of the 'we hate Percy Weasley club'. Or was that your alter ego!?" When she didn't answer he continued. "It's like I don't know you."

"You do know me." She said in her normal voice.

"No! I don't! Maybe I did once, but not anymore! I would never have thought that you were friends with Percy, and I would certainly never have guessed that you would spend last night flirting with Charlie!" He put a hard emphasis on the word.

"I didn't flirt with Charlie, where the hell did you get that crazy idea from?" She had just been talking to him last night, like friends.

"You know what Alicia, I'm done waiting!" He said and Alicia thought that she could hear a hint of hurt in his voice. "I'm done waiting on you to date every other guy in the world until you notice that I'm still here. I can be the guy that you need, but you just won't let me. I can give you everything that you want, but you won't let me." His voice was filled with hurt now, as his eyes were staring to tear up. "I even thought that I..." He was about to say something, but interrupted himself. "But I'm not sure anymore." And with saying that he turned around and walked up the stairs, out of her sight.

When George reached the second floor he entered the room that he and Fred shared with Charlie. He was angry, but mostly hurt, hurt because his emotions were going up and down like a rollercoaster. He was never really sure about what he really was feeling, especially around Alicia.

In an attempt to stop the tears from start to run, he took the empty butterbeer bottle from yesterday and threw it into the wall (but the bottle didn't break, it just bounced), and the hurt and sadness he felt turned into anger, anger and disappointment. He sat down on his bed, leaned toward the wall. He had probably fucked up every chance he ever had to get back together with her even more by being like that toward her. He closed his eyes and tried to stop himself from destroying anything else.

When George walked down the stairs to the kitchen, Alicia was gone, instead was it one of Fleur's cousins there. "You okay?" She asked him.

"Super." He said and looked into her kind eyes.

"I'm Vala." She said to him and George remembered what Fleur had said about her. That she was that kind of girl that didn't really care about her reputation and that she was the one that had learned Fleur the most English she knew, since she had lived in England as a child.

"George." He responded.

George Weasley's a man that doesn't really care who he's shagging. He doesn't really mind taking the sexual advantage of a woman, if she was offering of course, and he certainly didn't have tonight as an exception. But he really cared who he was shagging if it would lead toward a relationship or dating. He didn't want to date, nor did he want a relationship.

But there was something different tonight, tonight he couldn't. He was on top of her, touching her in all the right places and still he didn't feel right. He just kept thinking of her, Alicia. That there could have been somebody else except from him on top of her, that somebody else but him could have been in this very position with her. He didn't want that, he wanted to be the only one allowed to touch her like this, making her feel like this.

And suddenly he also realized that he had been so stupid earlier. Why did it matter so much if she was friend with Percy? He didn't care who she was friends with. For once in a very long time was he really sure of his feelings. But his thoughts were interrupted when he felt a pair of hands start to fumble with his pants, but he grabbed the hands to stop them.

She looked at him with confusion. "I can't." He said calmly. "I just can't, I'm sorry."

Her expression turned from confusion to anger, she looked like she was about to shout something at him, but she just shook her head, pushed him away from her and stood up and fixed her dress before she angry stormed out of the room.

But George didn't care about Vala. All he could care about was to find Alicia; he fixed his robe and walked out toward the crowd in the garden. He walked up to his mum.

"Mum, have you seen Alicia?" He asked her.

"I think that she's up there, talking to Nymphadora." Mrs. Weasley responded and pointed.

"Thanks." He said and started to walk up there. But when he caught sight of her and Tonks, Alicia didn't notice him because she had her back toward him, and he only had a few feet left to her, A silvery mist had appeared at the centre of the dance floor. When George turned to look closer at it he saw that it was actually a patronus. The music and the dancing stopped, everybody's eyes was glued at the patronus.

The lynx patronus started to talk, it spoke loud with the deep voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt, and it said;

"The ministry have fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming."


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