Ginerva Molly Weasley, the seventh and youngest child of Molly and Arthur Weasley and also the first female born to the Weasley clan in generations. As such, she had become rather spoiled and used to getting her way.

Growing up, her mother amused her with tales of the Boy-Who-Lived, the heroic child who took down the Dark Lord. The young girl dreamed of him for years, those dreams turning into little fantasies about marrying the lad and becoming Mrs. Harry Potter. Her crush turned into an obsession later on when she first started school and was subsequently saved by said boy from a possessed diary and a Basilisk.

It came to so surprise that they had started to date years later, though it was interrupted by the war. It would have come to a surprise to many that Harry's affection towards Ginny was caused by a potion. She knew that she wouldn't have a chance with him, seeing as how he only saw her as Ron's little sister. So a little potion here and subtle charm there, and viola, Harry was hers.

Then, it was all ruined when he came downstairs for breakfast and found her spiking his drink with the potion. Oh, she tried to downplay it, saying it was something from Madam Pomfrey that she gave her to give to him. He couldn't be placated, though. His rage knew no bounds. He kept it in though, summoning his things and floo'd out of the house to Merlin knows where.

She had been so upset. All the hard work that she and her mother put into the plan, along with Dumbledore, the great man that he was. Hermione even helped, making the potion for her. At first, she had be hesitant, but she was soon talked into it (see drugged) and became a full supporter. Ron needed no talking to. His jealous of everything that Harry had, never mind that he had had a mad man out for him for most of his life.

Now Harry was out of her reach, possibly forever.

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Isabella Marie Swan had thought she was one of the lucky ones. She had moved from Phoenix to Forks because her mother had gotten married. She wanted her to let her mother and step-father to have time to bond and such.

When she moved, she thought that living with her dad in a small town like Forks would be boring. Then she met the Cullen's and became the object of Edward Cullen's affection. She was soon one of the popular ones and the envy of every girl who had tried to asked him out. All were declined. In fact, she never even asked him out. Edward had chased after her, to a point. They had been happy together, at least until he left her and she started to hang out with Jacob Black.

Jacob had always had a crush oh her and had finally gotten his chance when the vampires left. Then Edward had come back and Bella went back to him, though she was still with Jacob also. It didn't take long for Edward to find out, though. He then broke off with her, saying he wanted nothing to do with her. At first, she had been heart broken, then she remembered that she still had Jacob, who was haughty about everything.

She thought that she could get back with him if she tried hard enough, but then the new kids came and Edward had a new object for his attentions. At first, she thought it was the blond girl, but that was all shot to hell when Jacob, the damn werewolf, imprinted on her. Edward liking a boy though? That seemed so very had to come to terms with. What did that boy have that she didn't? Sure, he was nice and got along with everybody and never caused a conflict.

He even got to sit with the family soon after arriving, acting as if he knew them for most of his life. It irked her to no end. She was jealous of this boy. She wanted him gone.

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Hermione Jean Granger had always prided herself on being the smartest in her class. The one to solve everything. Nothing being a problem for her. But at the moment, everything seemed wrong. Why wasn't Harry her friend anymore? Hadn't she been there for him? Sure, she was helping Ginny, but it was for his own good. He needed someone planted firmly in the Light so that he wouldn't stray to the Dark. Right? Wasn't that right?

Oh, her head hurt. It had been hurting so much lately. Then Ginny came by, sweet, kind Ginny and gave her a potion for her migraines. So very nice of her. Soon after, though, after her head stopped hurting, she stopped questioning why she wasn't with Harry, supporting him, and was making that same potion for Ginny, the one that smelled like, to her, books, ink and something she couldn't quite put her finger on. It was rather thyme-y. She knew what the potion was, she had sat next to it with Harry during their first Potions class in sixth year. Why didn't it smell like Ron, though? Ron didn't smell like thyme. He smelled like sweat and dirt.

Oh, her head was hurting again, but Ginny wasn't home and she didn't know where the potions were. It didn't occur to her that the potions were the reason for her problems, but, then again, nothing really occurred to her these days.

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Ronald Bilius Weasley was the sixth and last son for Molly and Arthur and as such was often overshadowed by his older brothers and only sister. Where Ginny got new things, even if they were second hand, everything Ron owned was hand me downs from his brothers.

It seemed that he got the tail end of the talent in his family. Bill was Head Boy and worked as a Curse Breaker were as Charlie was the star Seeker for his team and worked with Dragons in Romania. Percy, the prat that he was, was also Head Boy and worked for the Ministry. Fred and George were accomplished pranksters and opened a joke shop, though now George ran it alone after Fred died.

All were successful, all except Ron. He didn't get much of anything, though he didn't really try for it. He thought that he deserved everything handed to him on a silver platter, which is why he stole Harry vault key and made a lot of purchases with the money in it.

He bought himself a new broom, the newest one on the market, new clothes and anything else that caught his fancy.

It came to a surprise, then, when everything he had bought just up and disappeared on him. At first he thought that somebody stole from him, then he deemed that wrong when he clothes disappeared from his body. It was a good thing that he was in his room at the time, as everything disappeared, including his underpants.

Now he was severely pissed off. He had worked so hard to come out from under his brothers shadows and now Harry's and now that was gone. He was once again 'Harry's Best Friend' and 'The Sixth Weasley Child'. It didn't do much for his ego.

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Arthur Weasley was a good man. He did what was right for his family without having to give up anything. He had a good job (in his opinion) and a loving family. Granted, he may be cowed by his wife, but he still had his say in things. But not in this. Alas, he didn't even know about it until Harry had flown out of his house in a rage. He, himself, had be furious when he discovered what his wife and daughter had been doing. He ranted for hours about how what they were doing was wrong and how much trouble they could get in.

Molly only smiled sweetly and handed him a cup of tea. He should have known something was wrong when he saw that smile and heard no argument. But he was just so frustrated with his family.

It would be weeks later until he noticed something was wrong. He started to become weaker, losing weight, becoming listless. His own family was poisoning him. Oh, how those of the Light had fallen. His oldest boys, though, Bill and Charlie, they were still good. They still believed in what he had taught them. Bill, he had left England all together to fight for that, while Charlie stayed out of England all together.

The poison wouldn't kill him, oh no, Molly had told him so. It would just keep him weak so that he couldn't protest to what they were doing, or to tell anyone.

Late at night, he would cry over the wife he had lost and the children that suffered with her.

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A.N.: Ok, yet another interlude. Hope that answered some of your questions. And hopefully this will help me to get over the little block I have. Granted it may be some time before the next chapter will come out, but, hey (shrug)

Music that inspired this chapter was the NCIS soundtrack ^^