Disclaimer: If you haven't gotten by this point that Harry Potter doesn't belong to me, than there is something wrong with you.

The Brotherhood

A/N - I'm going camping this weekend! Yay, the first camping trip of the season! Yes, I know, that is highly irrevelant to the story, but I thought it would be fun to share anyway.

~~~ Chapter Twenty-Eight ~~~

Harry let out a frustrated growl as, once again, he found himself in the library of Voldemort's lair, studying for some assignment that Voldemort had assigned.

Harry was progressing fast in the actually casting of the spells, and it turned out that Voldemort wasn't such a horrible teacher, but all the same, Harry wished he had less homework.

Harry scanned the shelves, looking for a certain book. As his eyes flickered over one title, he paused in his search. The book didn't look that it would cover the subject he was concentrating on, but it did interest him.

Pulling the book off the shelf he flipped through it then smiled slightly and pocketed the book before continuing on with his search.

~~~TB~~~

"I swear, if he does not contact me within the hour…" Ginny muttered to herself as she watched her mother open a letter that had just arrived.

It had been two weeks since Harry had been supposed to contact her, and his letter had not yet come. She was beyond worrying about him by this point and was prepared to go out looking for him herself.

"Did you say something, dear?" Molly asked, looking up.

"No, Mum," Ginny paused, "Do you think I could go visit Tonks today?"

Molly hesitated. "Tonks? Are you sure?"

"Yes. Can I?" Ginny repeated.

"I suppose," Molly agreed, puzzled. As far as she knew, her daughter was not that close with Tonks.

Ginny nodded in thanks and finished her breakfast silently.

~~~TB~~~

"Ginny?"

Remus looked up. Ginny was standing in the doorway, looking nervous. Sirius, who had been sitting at the kitchen table, was he one who had spoke, as he rose to his feet.

"Hey, Sirius, Remus," Ginny murmured softly. Tonks appeared behind her, looking mystified.

"She showed up at my home this morning and requested for me to take her here," Tonks explained briefly before heading past Ginny and taking a seat next to her cousin.

Remus looked at Ginny again. The girl was pale and was biting her lip nervously.

"What happened?" Remus asked.

Ginny sighed and took a seat at the table before answering, "Harry's innocent."

The three adults stared at her. As far as any of them knew, she was the one of them who believed he was guilty.

Remus opened his mouth to respond, but Ginny cut him off.

"The whole thing is a plot to take down Voldemort. Only Harry and I knew about it. He didn't want you guys to know that he hadn't really turned, because then Voldemort could use you against him.

"I wasn't supposed to tell you, and he'd probably be upset about it, but I had to! Harry was supposed to contact me two weeks, to confirm that the next part of the plan was going okay, but he hasn't contacted me," Ginny explained. Then her voice turned almost inaudibly soft, "I'm worried about him."

Remus and Sirius exchanged a look. Remus could see the relief in Sirius' eyes, but there was still an element of worry.

"And you agreed to this plan?" Tonks asked dubiously.

Ginny flushed slightly, "He was very convincing," she murmured.

Tonks, Remus, and Sirius all got the impression that Ginny was hiding something, and they could guess what it was.

"Don't worry, Ginny. We'll figure it out. Snape reported that Harry was still fine, and training under Voldemort two days ago to Dumbledore. He isn't hurt, at least," Tonks reassured her.

Ginny shook her head. "That's not what I'm worried about. I'm worried…what if…what if he really did turn? What if he was under too much pressure?" Ginny looked up at Remus pleadingly, as if begging him to tell her it was impossible.

"I don't know, Ginny. I'm sorry, but I don't think he could ever really turn," Remus commented.

Ginny frowned slightly, "It seemed easy enough the first time," she reminded.

Remus shook his head. "I never really believed it," he told her. Sirius nodded in agreement.

~~~TB~~~

Snape paced Dumbledore's office in frustration.

"I don't get how the Dark Lord trusts him! Already, Potter has managed to worm his way to a rank topping even Bellatrix, and she is at His right hand. He ordered one of the lower rank deatheaters to receive something yesterday. If any deatheater tried to do that, it would not end well, but nothing came of it, and he was standing in the same room as the Dark Lord," Snape complained.

Dumbledore watched Snape pace, his face expressionless.

"I do believe that Voldemort," Dumbledore paused as Snape sent a scowling look in his direction for his use of that name, "does not have his full trust in Harry. He is up to something, and Harry is no doubt playing right into a trap. Right now, though, all we can do is hope that Harry manages to make the best of the situation. The higher of a rank he gains, the closer he is to Voldemort, which means that he is more able to defeat him."

"And what if he falls into the trap and is killed?" Snape asked.

Dumbledore bowed his head. "We can only pray he doesn't,"

A/N - Yes, I know the plot has come to a standstill, but I do have an excuse for my not-so-great writing! See, I'm working on the outline for the novel I'm going to write during WriDaNoJu in all my free time. I also plan to participate in the July and August novel writing contests, so this summer there aren't going to be a lot of updates because I am going to working on my novel(s).