Chapter 23, I hope everyone enjoys!

Chapter 23

"A magical cell phone?" Ginny was just as confused as the goblins had been. Harry nodded, handing her the tiny box.

"But what's a cell phone?"

"It's a box that muggles use to talk with each other. But this is better. See, when you open it," He opened it like a book, and inside was a screen and some buttons.

"it has a little screen so you can see the person." She took it, and flipped it around in her hands a bit.

"And you can talk to people with this?" He nodded again, and she narrowed her eyes.

"I don't believe you." He took his own out of his pocket, and held it up.

"You can set a name for yourself on each one. Then someone can add you to their list of contacts." She looked confused.

"List of people that you can call." She looked at the buttons.

"So what's my name set right now?"

"I set it as your name." She clicked a button, and a call menu popped up.

"Press the little button on the bottom." She clicked it, and Harry's face popped up onto the screen. She looked amazed, glancing at the screen and at Harry, and then back again.

"So, I can call like, anyone?" She asked, flipping the device over.

"So long as they have one." She grinned.

"This is absolutely brilliant." He smiled.

"I thought you would think so. I thought I would run it by you before we started mass producing them."

"Well, I love it. I give this an a plus." Harry grinned.

"I thought you would." She gave him a sly smile.

"Know what else I give an a plus?"

"What?" She stood up and stuck her hand out, slowly leading him upstairs.

"You." He grinned, and they went up to bed for the night.

Ginny woke, jumping from the horrible dream she had been trapped in. She shook her head, trying to get the awful images out of her mind, and glanced over at Harry. He on the other hand was fast asleep, a small grin on his face. She sighed, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. It was quite early, but not so early she would try and fall back asleep. It was the beginning of May, so the sun would be up so anyways. She laid back down, snuggling up next to Harry, and tried to remember the dream she had, as she could only remember bits and pieces now. She had a terrible feeling something bad was going to happen, but she pushed that into the back of her mind. She drifted in and out of sleep for another hour, before Harry woke up.

"Hey sleepy head." He smiled at her, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"How long have you been awake?" He said, sitting up and putting his glasses on to check the time. She sighed.

"About an hour." He yawned, and laid back down, groaning.

"What?"

"I have work today. This is the first time I don't want to go though." She let out a small laugh, but the bad feeling she had before started to creep back in.

"Maybe you should stay home then." He shook his head.

"Nah, I have to go." She frowned.

"But can't you take just one day off?" He shook his head again.

"I'm almost done with training. Might as well get it over with." She sighed, getting out of bed.

"Well, I'm gonna go make breakfast." He yawned and stretched.

"I'll be down eventually." Ginny went downstairs, starting some bacon and eggs, which were done by the time Harry came down.

"Smells delicious. But, I unfortunately need to leave." The anxiousness hit her, and her she frowned.

"What? Why?" He shrugged.

"I got a message from work. Jacob needs me there now. He didn't give me much details though."

"Oh. Well, call me later then, okay?" He nodded, and kissed her forehead.

"I promise I will. I'll see you later. I love you."

"Love you too." He walked outside, looked around and apparated. When he got to auror headquarters, it was chaos. Jacob walked straight over, and lead him into a room with about 15 other people.

"Ah, Mr. Potter. I hope you're up to fighting today." A blonde woman said, giving him an excited smile.

"That's Christina. She's in charge of this mission." Jacob whispered to him, and Harry nodded.

"Okay people, I'll brief you of our plan, and then we start moving out. We finally have our chance to take down one of the biggest groups of ex-Death Eaters. You all will be taking them down." She pointed to the wall, where around 30 pictures hung.

"These are the guys we've been watching for the past eight months. We recently got a tip that they were planning an attack on the ministry, in attempts to get to Mr. Potter." She motioned to Harry, and he raised his eyes.

"As of four hours ago, we found out this was true. And that they were planning to execute this attack tomorrow." A tall man standing next to Harry stopped her.

"Wait wait wait. How did we just find out about this?"

"Specifics of how we found out about it aren't important right now Jeffery. What specifics are important are the ones of this plan." He rolled his eyes, and she started going over the plan. Once they all had it down pat, they split up into their teams and headed out.

Ginny went to practice, feeling very anxious. Angelina walked up to her, and threw her arm around her.

"What's up with you today?" Ginny let out a shaky breath.

"Harry was called into work early this morning. Something important he said. Angelina squeezed her.

"Probably on a dangerous mission to take down some Voldemort worshippers." Ginny gave her a scared look. She laughed and shook her head.

"I'm just kidding Gin. He probably had to do some paperwork. He'll be fine." They went off to practice, and Ginny pushed the bad feelings away again. She decided to give Harry a call during lunch, but there was no answer. She frowned and tried again, but still no answer.

"Ginny, stop calling him. I told you he'd be fine." Angelina called out, and Ginny went and sat next to her.

"He isn't picking up." Angelina rolled her eyes.

"He got trapped in an avalanche of paperwork then. Just don't think about him and you'll be fine." She dragged Ginny off to practice yet again, and she kept her from calling him until the end of the day. Ginny and her had just finished changing when her phone rang. She hurriedly answered it, and someone's face she had never seen before popped up.

"Hello, are you Ginny?" Ginny nodded.

"Hi, my name is Mark. Harry asked me to call you."

"What's going on?" She asked, and Mark ran his fingers through his hair. The rest of her team walked over, intrigued by the situation.

"Well, details beside, we're at St. Mungo's. Harry's had a bit of an accident." Ginny went white and started to shake. She glanced at Angelina, who took the device out of her hands.

"Hello Mark, I'm Ginny's friend Angelina. Where should we come to?"

"The nurse at the front desk should tell you. Or just follow the trail of aurors and reporters." She nodded and said goodbye. She took Ginny's hand and pulled her along. They entered St. Mungo's, found which floor to go to, and went straight there. They quickly found Mark, and Angelina tapped his shoulder.

"Oh hello again. Harry's down the hall. Just tell the healers who you are and they should let you in to see him." Angelina thanked him and her and Ginny walked down the hall.

"I'm sorry, you two can't be here." Ginny shook her head.

"I'm Ginny Potter, Harry Potter's wife."

"Oh, you can go in then." Angelina said she would wait outside, and Ginny went inside. Harry looked up and grinned when she walked in, and she went straight over and hugged him.

"I've been worrying all day." She said, relived he was okay.

"I'm fine, just a bit bumped and bruised." A woman standing in the room snickered.

"You shattered every bone in your arm and broke three ribs. If that's what you call bumped and bruised, I'm afraid to see what hurt looks like." He rolled his eyes.

"Ginny, this is Christina. Christina, Ginny." The two woman exchanged smiles.

"It's nice to meet you." Ginny said.

"It's nice to meet you, too. Your husband is a real hero. He saved all of us today." Ginny looked at him, and he smiled meekly.

"Well, I had some help." She shook her head.

"Stop being humble. He protected us from being crushed from a falling building." Ginny raised her eyes.

"I hope no one got too hurt." Christina shook her head.

"He was the most banged up. He took a few curses here and there, but he also stopped a group of thirty Death Eaters. So, he wasn't hurt for nothing." A healer came into the room, and interrupted their conversation.

"Well Mr. Potter, you're good to go. Take it easy on the arm though." She smiled and left, and Christina stood up from her seat.

"I guess I need to get going also. You did good today, Potter. I'm looking forward to working with you in the future." She grinned at Ginny and left, and He stood up.

"I got the rest of the week off, I already did the paperwork I needed to."

"Already? How long have you been here?" He shrugged and looked at his watch.

"A few hours. But I just had to say what happened, so it was done within twenty minutes." They walked outside to Angelina, who was waiting patiently.

"I told you he'd be okay." Ginny huffed.

"I knew he was gonna get hurt. He's like a trouble magnet." Angelina and Harry laughed, and started to walk out.

"Oh shoot. Mum's expecting us at the Burrow. We don't need to go if you don't want to." Harry waved it off.

"Let's go. It'll be good to relax after the day I've had." Angelina was expected also, so they all apparated together. They were greeted with hugs and kisses when they got there, but Mr. Weasley and Percy knew what was going on at the ministry.

"I hope today wasn't too dangerous, Harry." Mr. Weasley said once they all sat down for dinner. Everyone stopped and looked at him, waiting for him to tell them what happened.

"We took down a few Death Eaters, that's all." Ron made a face.

"That's kind of ironic." Mrs. Weasley sighed, and Harry suddenly remembered what day it was.

"What's ironic?" Percy asked, before it hit him also. Everyone was quite for a moment, before Harry spoke again.

"Well, the less of them out there, the better. That's all that matters." The conversation moved on, but Mrs. Weasley was still quite. She had pushed it away, hoping to deal with the emotions the next day. It was May 4th, the anniversary of her son's death. She sighed, knowing that she would just have to deal with it, like she had for the past two years. Dinner continued on, the conversations away from the events of that day. They had just finished dessert and had moved into the living room when Fleur grabbed Bill's hand.

"Hmm?" He said, stopping his discussion to look at her.

"I think it's time." He looked confused.

"Time for what?" Ginny gasped.

"Really?" Fleur smiled and nodded. Bill looked at her and then back to Fleur, realizing what it was time for.

"Oh. Um. I have no idea what to do." He said, panic in his voice.

"You have to go to St. Mungo's." Mrs. Weasley said, keeping calm. He nodded, and stood up. He looked at his mom and dad.

"Can you two come with us?" They nodded and soon the four of them were on their way. After they left it was just Percy, George, Angelina, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron.

"We should probably go with them, huh?" Ron said, and everyone nodded. Harry looked at Ginny, and she smiled. Back to St. Mungo's for the second time today. Though this time was for a good reason.

"Well, we could go in like, a half an hour." George said, getting cozy in his arm chair. Ginny looked at him, astounded.

"What if the baby is out by then?" He waved her off.

"She just went into labor. We've got a few hours, at least." She shook her head, but she to sat back in her chair.

"So Harry, how about telling us about your day?" Harry sighed.

"Well, when I got into work, everything was crazy. I was brought into a room with other aurors, and Christina, the woman who was in charge today, went over what we were going to do."

"And that was?" George asked, very interested.

"They found out that some ex-Death Eaters had grouped together, and were planning an attack on the ministry." Percy looked aghast.

"I'm glad you found out about it before it happened." He said, and Harry nodded.

"After she went through the plan, we split up into three groups, and we all apparated to the outside of some abandoned building. It turns out they had a lot of protection, so the second we got there they knew we were there."

"How many people were there?" Ron asked.

"Well, we knew there was at least thirty of them. But they also hired some people to stand guard. So there was maybe forty all together?" He said, counting it over in his head.

"Forty?" Ginny said, eyes wide. He nodded.

"We were able to get past their 'bodyguards', and moved in to where the main people were. That's where we started to get hurt." George stopped him.

"Did you get hit?" Harry nodded.

"I didn't see one of them, and they were able to throw me back into a wall. I hurt my arm."

"How hurt did you get?" Ron asked, prying for more details.

"He shattered all of the bones in his left arm and broke three ribs." Ginny answered. Ron looked at him in awe.

"Well, after I got up, a few of them started collapsing the building to try and get away." Ginny was the one who stopped him this time.

"Is that what Christina was talking about?" He nodded again.

"Yeah. I put a shield up to protect the rest of my group. When the building was done crashing down, I took it off, and we went in the direction that they had ran. Turns out the group that moved in on the other side was able to catch all of the ones that got out. But a few of them got trapped when the building fell."

"Did they die?" George asked, and Ginny gave her brother a look.

"George." He looked at her.

"What? I mean, they deserve to." She rolled her eyes.

"None of them died, but a few of them are pretty hurt. They're either in auror custody or in St. Mungo's." All of them looked at him grinning.

"That's pretty epic." George said, and everyone agreed.

"So that's it? They get put in Azkaban now?" Hermione asked, and he nodded.

"Good. They deserve to be there." Percy said, a hint of disgust in his voice. He was still outraged about what had happened to his brother two years ago, but knowing the people responsible for doing it were being put away, and possibly being sentenced to death, made it feel like his death was being avenged. They moved the conversation away from Harry's adventure, and started talking about Fleur.

"What do you think the baby's gonna be?" Angelina asked, and all of them thought about it for a minute.

"Boy." George said, and Ron and Ginny agreed.

"I think it's gonna be a girl." Harry said, and Hermione and Percy nodded.

"Hmm, half and half, huh?" Angelina said, and everyone nodded.

"What do you think?" George asked her.

"Girl." He smirked.

"Care to place a wager on that?" She grinned.

"You bet. Fifty galleons to the person who's right."

"You're on." Ginny looked at the two of them and shook her head.

"You're really betting on what gender the baby will be?" He looked at her.

"Why, got a problem with it little sis?" She shrugged.

"Not as long as I'm allowed in." He laughed.

"Anyone else?" Harry and Ron joined in, leaving Hermione and Percy.

"C'mon Hermione, it's just a little fun." Ron said, and she made a face.

"Nope. I'm okay." He sighed, and turned back to George.

"So if we get it, Harry and you owe us each fifty. But if you guys get it, which is unlikely, we pay you guys." They all grinned and shook on it.

"And what do you mean by unlikely?" Angelina asked.

"Well, I've never lost a bet, so it's unlikely I'll lose." She laughed.

"Get ready to eat your words then." They sat around and chatted for a bit, before deciding to head to the hospital. By that time, it was almost midnight, and they were all a bit sleepy, but it was nothing that coffee couldn't fix. When they got there, there was not yet a baby, but there were chairs in the hallway for them to sit in while some of the group went to see Fleur. Bill was panicking even more then when he had left, so they decided to try and calm him down.

"Ready to be a dad soon?" George said, handing him a cup of coffee, which he drank in one sip.

"Not at all." Harry grinned.

"Don't be nervous. Just think of getting to hold your daughter or son after this is over." He said, and Bill gave him a look.

"I'm past the point of being nervous. I was nervous when Fleur told me she was pregnant. I'm more like freaking out because I have no idea what I'm doing." Harry and George sighed, knowing their efforts would be futile. They decided to just wait, and after about two hours, Angelina went home, and George went with her. Another hour went by, and then Fleur had her baby daughter at almost three o'clock in the morning. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley went in to see their granddaughter first, and then Harry and Ginny went in.

"Her name is Victoire Weasley." Ginny and Harry smiled at the sleeping newborn as Fleur held her. They spent a few minutes with her before going back out into the hallway to let the rest of the family meet her. After they all said hello, they congregated back together.

"George finally lost a bet." Ron said, smirking but still looking down as he had just lost a hundred galleons.

"What bet?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Hermione answered her.

"George, Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Angelina had a bet on what the gender of what the baby would be." Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry, Ginny, and Ron with a stern look, and Ginny shot Hermione a dirty look for ratting them out.

"You really bet on the gender of your niece?" She said, a bit angrily.

"We were bored, mum." Ron said, shrugging.

"That isn't a good reason to bet on the gender of your niece!" Ron rolled his eyes.

"You're telling me. I just lost a hundred galleons." She shook her head.

"And that's why you don't do it." As it was late, they all said their goodbyes and headed to their respective homes. They were going to meet at the cemetery Fred was buried at later that day, so they needed their rest. Harry sighed when he walked through the door, happy to be home.

"I hope you know I'm not giving you that fifty galleons." Ginny said as they got into bed. Harry smiled.

"I know. But maybe you can pay me in a different way?" She laughed and kissed him, and then gave him his fifty galleons in a different way.

The next day, the entire family met at the cemetery, and stood close to each other as they visited Fred's grave. Ginny leaned her head onto Harry's shoulder, not crying, but still sad that her brother was not there with them. She knew he was at peace, having talked to him using the resurrection stone. She had it around her neck as they stood there, but didn't use it. Everyone stood there, not knowing what to say. George stepped forwards and whispered a few words, talking as if his brother were still there, wiped a tear away from his eye, and then went to stand back with his family, a small sad smile on his face. Mrs. Weasley was quietly crying, before she sighed and started to walk away. They all said their goodbyes to their lost family member, before heading back to the Burrow to spend a few hours together.

Mrs. Weasley excused herself the moment she stepped in, leaving the rest of the family to be by herself. They sat down at the kitchen table, none of them knowing what to say. There was still a piece of them missing without Fred there, but they were happy they had one another.