Chapter Three: Fallen

The days passed by with the trio being forced to help out with the wedding. Ron complained every second of the day about having to actually participate. Harry and Hermione were quieter about their dislike of helping. The three of them were more worried about having to continue the work that Harry and Dumbledore had been doing the previous year before the latter's death. There were horcruxes out there that needed to be destroyed. Harry was aggravated by this fact everyday.

They did want to do something nice for their friends and family but, what would this matter if they couldn't win this war because of being stuck here? By the time Harry's birthday came along they were feeling more relieved as it was only one more day and they'd be able to leave. Hermione had sent McGonagall a letter stating that the three would not be returning to Hogwarts that year due to business left for them by Dumbledore. The older woman had replied wishing them luck.

Everyone celebrated Harry's birthday quietly, he was finally of age and could preform magic at anytime (following the laws of course). They of course gave him a cake and everything. Mrs. Weasley had made him a sweater and this was his present. Later in the evening, the Burrow was also visited by the a rather special guest, the minister himself. The trio met with him in the living room away from everyone else for privacy.

Schrimgeour sat down in front of the three and pulled a piece of parchment out. "I am here on the behalf of Albus' will. He has left things for each of you." He began.

"Dumbledore left us things in his will?" Ron inquired in shock, He hadn't considered himself to be important enough to the Headmaster.

"Yes Mr. Weasley, It seems that you three were very popular to the man." He responded before reading the will . " He leaves for Ronald Weasley his Deluminator with hope that the item shall help him if he loses his way." The Minster stated this then retrieved the item which resembled a lighter from a bag that accompanied him.

Ron took the object and looked it over, and pressing down upon a button the light in the room was sucked into it's form. With another click, the lights returned to their former place. "Wow!" He exclaimed before turning back to the man.

"Now to the Hermione Granger, He leaves his copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard with hope that she will enjoy it as much as he did." The minister continued also retrieving this item from the bag and handing it to it's owner. Hermione took the book and examined it's cover with a plan to look it over later.

Harry watched the Minister as he withdrew the last item from his bag. The object appeared to be a golden ball the size of a walnut. Harry eyed it as it looked very familiar yet, the full view of it was obscured by the Man's hand.

"To Harry Potter, he leaves the golden snitch that Potter caught his first year at Hogwarts. He also wished to leave the sword of Godric Gryffindor but, it was not his to give away." He finished as placed the ball into Harry's hand. "That is all that was left. I know must return to the ministry. Thank each of you for your time. Oh and Happy birthday, Harry."

The Minister stood up and stated his farewells before he left. The trio looked at each item trying to think of a purpose of the objects given to them. There was no clear sign or idea that occurred to them.

"What'd he mean if I lost my way? I don't think this will lead me home if I'm out there lost." Ron stated in wonderment about the will's words.

Harry and Hermione both were not aware of what was meant by it either. They each also did not believe that he tried to give Harry the sword of Gryffindor. What did it all mean? Unable to find a reason for any of it, they put away their items in a bag Hermione had charmed like the one Tonks had the night before.

Each returned to the kitchen, where Mrs. Weasley began to split the cake up for each person. Everyone began to enjoy there slice of cake silently. Mr. Weasley the first finished turned to the three.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione What'd the Minister talk to you three about?" He questioned, changing his focus from one of the to another.

"Dumbledore had left us some things in his will. " Harry quickly answered. "Just a Deluminator, book and a golden snitch that I caught my first year."

"Let me guess the book was for.."Fred began.

"Our very own Hermione?" both of the twins stated together with a laugh.

Hermione gave the twins an annoyed look as She confirmed their statement. Everyone was surprised that Albus had left things for them. There wasn't really importance seen to them either. It was all just dismissed as being just for sentimental value.

The remainder of Harry's birthday was quiet as everyone was getting prepared for bed needing to up early the next morning. There were many things left to be done to finalize the wedding preparations before the guests arrived.

The Next Day, Noon

Guests had begun arriving as the tent in which the wedding would take place, had been finished being put up. The tent was similar to the one they'd stayed in during, the qudditch world cup years ago.

Everyone packed in as it began, It was similar to that of a muggle wedding but, different as well. Harry sat at a table with Hermione and Ron as they watched it go on. Bill stood at the end of the aisle as Fleur wearing a dress that seemed old but, also new with it being fitted to her particular form with a brighter color was escorted to him by Her Father. When Fleur reached her soon to be husband, Arthur took a step foward standing between them. Mr. Delacour did the same on the oppisite side.

"I give my blessing, I allow the binding of these who hold only true loving and caring for each other. There is no doubt that they should be wed and share a life together until death." Both men recited in unison.

Bill and Fleur stepped forward taking each other's hand, with their free hand they held out their wand allowing for the tip of each to meet. Upon the wands meeting, a glow emitted from each and combined. The glow grew out and a trail began to soar from it spinning around them. While the light circled them, Bill and Fleur closed in and allowed their lips to meet. A kissed between the two ensued as all the onlookers smiled and cheered. With a final glimmer the light faded and they returned their wands to their clothing's pockets.

The cheering was quickly interrupted as the tent's wall was torn through by an unknown spell. Everyone quickly scrambled to their feet with wands out, the tent quickly began to burn away from around them as cloaked men appeared in their view through the hole.

"Your ministry has fallen, You will do as we say give us Potter and you shall be spared." an unfamiliar voice called out from behind the owner's mask. The man held out his wand prepared for anyone to make a move against him. Arthur Weasley moved out in front of the newly weds with his wand pointed and waved it.

"Stupefy!" His voice echoed out as the red spark flew out and hit the man who quickly deflected it using the shield charm. "Harry, Ron, Hermione go!"

Harry and Ron took hold of Hermione who held on to her bag as she side-longed them both away in a hurry. They were whisked away surrounded by only colors and each other.