I really have come to dislike guest reviews, for the obvious reason that I can't message them and have to broadcast it here. Plus if you're going to criticize someone, at least sign in and put your name to it. To the guest that said the story had become too gruesome and Harry/Ginny had become too dark: Look who raised them. Believe me when I say that I have seen stories that are much more gruesome than mine. I understand that you might be sensitive to it but the rating is Mature and I fully intended to utilize that rating when I started the story. Maybe I should have stated that in the beginning but I'm saying it now. This story is going to be dark. That's the way it was meant from the beginning. Anyway, I'm glad that the majority of you enjoyed this story so far and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Anyway, today's date is 10/28/14 (10/29/14 in less than an hour). Let's see how long it takes me to finish this one. As always, I do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter 12

On a foggy morning somewhere outside of St. Ottery Catchpole, Albus Dumbledore, Sirius Black, and Molly Weasley stood waiting. "Why are they late!?"

Sirius sighed in annoyance. "We told you to stay behind."

Molly just scowled in response. Dumbledore very nearly rolled his eyes which would have shocked anyone who saw it. Albus very rarely showed his irritation but Molly Weasley was pushing that limit. Before, when he had thought that Ginny had been stolen from them, he had put up with it. But ever since the revelation that they had in fact given her up willingly, he was far less inclined to do so.

With that in mind he saw Sirius snap his head up before breaking out into a grin. "Just like us back in the day." He barked out a laugh.

"What are you talking about Black!?" Dumbledore was about to agree with Molly when he noticed a pair of wolves trotting up towards them. He was confused until he noticed that one had flaming red fur and the other had emerald green eyes, causing him to smirk a little.

As they approached, he heard a low grow from the wolf he assumed was Ginny, causing Molly to stiffen. The wolf he thought was Harry nuzzled her neck, seemingly calming her down and a moment later, the Potters stood before them in human form.

"It's about time you got here! Didn't that bitch Lestrange teach you to be punctual?" Molly snarled.

Ginny looked like she was about to go for her wand but Harry placed a calming hand on her shoulder so Ginny settled for a glare. "Don't talk about my mum that way Weasley." She had a dangerous look on her face and her voice was low. The comment made Molly flinch as if struck.

Dumbledore decided to get the meeting back on task. "Do you have the message?"

Harry nodded, fishing the note out of his robes and handed it to Albus.

Dumbledore read the note before looking at them sorrowfully. "Did you have to murder Alastor?"

Sirius no longer had a smile on his face and Molly looked angry. Ginny snorted. "Do you want us to keep passing messages? Do you want our help? If we had let him go, then suspicion would've arose. We do have a reputation to uphold you know." She had a sneer on her face.

Molly's face reddened at an alarming rate and Dumbledore knew that this meeting was over. "To hell with your bloody reputation! You're nothing more than a pair of murdering deatheaters! How dare you speak of a reputation when people are dead because of you and WHAT ARE YOU SMIRKING AT YOU LITTLE BRAT!?"

Harry twitched in irritation but didn't let his temper show, a rare feat for him. Ginny however, was a different story entirely. In less than a second, she had her wand in her hand and pointed at Molly. "You watch your bloody mouth when you're talking to my husband bitch! It's your fault I'm like this because if you had been a proper mother then I wouldn't have gotten taken by mum and I wouldn't be a deatheater! You're a despicable woman and one day soon I'm going to look forward to killing you! But until then, this will have to do!" With a wave, Molly was engulfed by Ginny's infamous bat-bogey hex and a silencing charm.

Harry had a look of pride on his face and Ginny couldn't help but smile at the warmth she felt from Harry. "So, is that all you need from us?"

Dumbledore nodded, not making a move to help the quietly screaming Weasley matriarch. "Indeed Harry, let us know if you find anything else."

Harry nodded and with a look to his godfather, grasped his wife's hand and the Duo disapparated.

After they were gone, Sirius looked at Dumbledore. "What does the note say?"

Dumbledore looked at it again. "It confirms my suspicions. He's using horcruxes, and one of them is located at Malfoy Manor. Remember that locket we found in Grimmauld Place and destroyed?"

Sirius nodded. "Slytherin's locket?"

Albus nodded. "Indeed. It was one as well. He also uncovered that Hufflepuff's cup is located in your cousin's vault."

Sirius sucked in a breath. "Any more?"

Albus shook his head. "No but I will keep looking."

They looked down at the angry Molly Weasley. "I guess we should help her then?" Dumbledore nodded, the amusement clear in his eyes.

Potter Manor…. Lemons Ahead!

As soon as they arrived, they attacked each other's lips, tossing their robes to the floor. Harry picked her up and deposited her on the couch. Their tongues wrestled for dominance while they groped each other. Harry growled and ripped Ginny's blouse off, her bra was next to go as he attacked her breasts with his hands, making her moan. Her hands snaked up his shirt as he kneaded her boobs, rubbing his abs and chest. Harry stopped just long enough to take his shirt off. "Oh fuck Harry!"

Harry growled in response as he grabbed her skirt, yanking it down her shapely legs and to the floor. Ginny moaned. "Get those bloody pants off Potter!" Harry gladly did as she bid. Harry took one of her nipples into his mouth as he slid her knickers off of her, cupping her mound, sliding a finger into her. She threw her head back and moaned. Harry, encouraged by her moans, moved his head down past her navel and positioned himself between her legs, giving her womanhood a long, slow lick before attacking it head on with his mouth and tongue. Ginny's moans got louder and louder. "Oh bloody fuck Harry! Yes!"

This only served to encourage Harry as he French kissed her vagina. After several minutes and two orgasms, Ginny grasped Harry's hair and pulled him up, capturing his lips and tasting her juices. "Stand up and let me return the favor!" Harry was more than happy to oblige as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his head, making him moan. Eventually she took him all the way into her mouth, making him throw his head back as he felt her throat around his cock. She bobbed her head on his cock, playing with his balls. Harry moaned louder. "Oh fuck Gin!" He pulled her head off of him and kissed her long and hard before getting between her legs and shoved himself into her in one thrust causing her to scream in pleasure as he pounded her. "Oh shit Harry! Yes here I fucking come!" She screamed as she clenched around his cock. Harry gritted his teeth. He wasn't ready yet.

Without giving her the time to recover, Harry pulled out and flipped her on her hands and knees before shoving right back into her, pounding away as he smacked her arse on both cheeks. Harry began to get that feeling deep within and started pounding harder, making Ginny scream louder. Moments later, Harry thrust once more before he erupted inside of her, moaning as she tightened herself around him. Two minutes later, he pulled out, falling on his back on the couch, Ginny crawling up to curl up next to him. Before falling asleep, Ginny's last thought was that it was a good thing they had a large couch. Harry chuckled before following her to dream world.

End of Lemons!

While they slept, one of their house elves, Polly, appeared and covered them up with a large blanket. She had a smile on her face as her master and mistress slept.

Grimmauld Place….

Molly Weasley sat in the sitting room, brooding about the events of the evening. That monster Harry Potter has changed my daughter! How dare she speak to me that way, and attack me! I am her mother and her better! Oh I'll get that Harry Potter and then I'll make my dear daughter pays for her insolence to me!

Her head snapped up as Ron and his wife Hermione returned from their jobs at the Ministry. They both worked in the department of transportation. It was the safest place for them to work while being able to subtly collect smidges of information. It wasn't much but it was enough and the pay wasn't bad either. The couple barely spared the brooding Molly a nod before going to the kitchen where the rest of what was left of the Order of the Phoenix waited. "Ah Ronald, Hermione! Welcome!" Sirius nodded at his daughter and son in law as they entered, a small smile on his face.

Albus cleared his throat. "Now that everyone is here, let us begin. Now, as you know, Alastor was killed this past week."

Hermione shivered. "I was there when they apparated into the Ministry and tossed the body to the ground."

Ron rubbed her back sympathetically.

Albus smiled sadly. "Indeed they don't seem to care who they offend. But the message they delivered on Moody's behalf was worth it. We learned the location of two of the items that Voldemort is using to keep himself attached to this plane. We are working on a way as to get to them. Now, does anyone have any news? No? Very well then. Remus if you don't mind, keep trying to see what you can get out of the werewolves. Severus, I need you to keep taking that polyjuice potion and assist Sirius in locating any more of these items if you can. I suspect one of them may be at Hogwarts but I don't know where it would be. If that is all, then I will see you all here next month. Sirius will get to you all with the time."

Everyone nodded as they got up to leave. Ron and Hermione were the first to go home to their own flat in London. Everyone else soon followed, leaving Albus, Sirius, Severus, and Arthur alone. The Weasley patriarch turned angrily to the former headmaster. "Why do we have to work with them Albus? They killed Moody for Merlin's sake! They're monsters!"

Albus frowned. "No more monster than you were to give her up Arthur. There is always a chance for redemption, even Moody agreed on this. There is far too much love between them for them to be so completely lost. I just cannot and will not believe it. Now, I believe you have a wife to comfort. She will not be accompanying us next time. Her temper nearly cost us this evening." Arthur frowned but didn't argue as Albus turned to go to his room to recharge.

Ron and Hermione's Flat…..

Entering their flat, Ron gave a tired sigh earning a knowing smile from Hermione. She pulled him into a hug, reaching up to kiss him before resting her head on his chest as they held each other. "What's wrong Ron?"

She waited for an answer, biting her lip which was something that he found extremely sexy. "What do you want to do when this is over, you know, if it ever ends?"

She looked up into his eyes and smiled. "Stay like this for as long as we can."

Lemons Ahead!

He smiled, leaning down to kiss her. Soon enough, their kissing turned into a tongue wrestling match and soon enough, they ended up in their bed room exploring each other's bodies. Ron yanked her blouse off with her bra following. He used his thumbs to trace the underside of her breasts, teasing her and working her up. He did this for several minutes before taking her nipple into his mouth, causing her to arch her back and moan while he kneaded the other with his hand.

He reached down and sent her skirt and knickers flying as he started playing with her mound. Hermione moaned. "Bloody hell Ron, get your clothes off and fuck me properly!"

Ron grinned. It wasn't often that his lovely wife cursed but when she did, it was when she was in the mood to be handled roughly. Not long later saw Hermione bent over the bed while Ron pounded into her earnestly. She grasped the sheets when she came, screaming his name. Ron knew he couldn't last much longer and within moments, his semen flooded her insides causing her to orgasm yet again.

After a minute, Ron finally managed to pull out of her, allowing Hermione to climb up onto the bed before collapsing. He fell onto the bed next to her. The pulled the covers over them and cuddled before falling into a blissful sleep.

End Lemons!

Potter Manor…..

Harry sat in bed next to his naked wife, twirling his wand in one hand while playing with the hair of his sleeping wife with the other. He thought back to when he got his wand and the significance of the event.

12 Years Ago…..

Six year olds Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy walked with Bellatrix, trying to keep up with Ginny Weasley. "Come on Gin! Wait up!"

She scowled back at Harry. "Then perhaps you should keep up!"

Diagon Alley wasn't as crowded as Harry thought it would be but then again, Hogwarts students had already gotten their supplies and set off for school. Bellatrix had offered to take them to get their wands, leaving Snape in charge while she was gone. As they approached Ollivander's wand shop, Harry looked in awe of the many boxes of wands he could see lining the shelf. When they entered, they saw an old man at the counter look up.

This must be Ollivander himself.

"Ah Madam Lestrange, welcome!"

Bellatrix snorted. "Oh save it you old coot! I'm only here to get wands for these three." She gestured to Harry, Draco, and Ginny.

Ollivander frowned. "Aren't they a little young?" At Bellatrix's raised brow he quickly backtracked. "Very well! Who is first?" Draco stepped forward and Ollivander set to work. It didn't take long to find his wand. "Ah, Hawthorne and Unicorn hair 11 inches. Only for the talented wizards." This made Draco grin as he stepped aside. "Who's next?" Harry nodded for Ginny to go ahead so she stepped forward. Ollivander refrained from remarking that she was a Weasley and searched for her wand. Finally after several minutes, Ginny successfully tested a wand. "Ah, Yew and Dragon Heartstring, nice and supple!" Ginny stepped away, satisfied as Harry stepped forward. After several minutes, Ollivander still had not found a wand. "Ah yes I like a challenge!" Wand after wand was tried and none worked. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Ollivander came back with a very old looking box. "Hmmm, I wonder." He handed Harry the wand and it glowed, giving Harry a warm feeling. The old man seemed thoughtful. "Holly and Pheonix feather, 11 inches. Hmmm, interesting. The phoenix that feather comes from has only made one other wand, that of the Dark Lord's. You'll do great things with that wand Mr. Potter."

Bellatrix had narrowed eyes on the old man. "How much you old codger?"

He waved her off. "Consider this one on me my Lady." He wandered into the back, allowing the four of them to show themselves out to purchase any books they'd need for their upcoming school years.

Present Day…..

Harry studied his wand. It was the brother wand to his Lord. It was something he was now beginning to understand, if only a little bit. But he wouldn't ponder on it for long as Ginny stirred. Harry gazed at her. She's cute when she sleeps. He set his wand aside and settled under the covers, tired after the number of times they had just had sex. Harry found himself wondering not for the first time, how much the contraceptive potion could take before it was overrun. He shrugged. What would be would be he figured as he drifted off to sleep next to his beautiful bride.

Grimmauld Place….

Sirius read the prophet in the kitchen while his house elf Kreacher prepared dinner. He looked up briefly as Albus strode in. "Albus, how are you feeling?"

The old man smiled. "Tired but recharged. Most definitely hungry. I must say Kreacher, what you are cooking smells simply divine!"

The old house elf beamed at the praise. Sirius smiled. "Indeed he is quite the cook! I must say it's the best part about living here right now is Kreacher's cooking!"

Kreacher blushed under the praise his master gave him. "Kreacher is honored sir, to serve the House of Black and his Master and Mistress!"

Suddenly, a little girl of about three ran in. "Daddy! Daddy! Mum is trying to get me!"

Sirius laughed as Amelia, who was sporting som wildly pink hair, came striding into the room scowling. "I wouldn't if you hadn't replaced my shampoo with hair coloring potion!"

Sirius laughed even harder at his wife's purple hair. "That's my girl!" Little Helen Black hugged her father before beaming at her mother, who could never stay angry at the girl for long.

Albus smiled at the family. He hoped that all this was finished before she started Hogwarts. He hated that she had to witness such dark times. But Albus knew that Helen was just what the healer ordered for the couple with Hermione gone with her own life to live. They needed the child to keep them distracted from the horrors of life.

Albus sat back in deep thought about the day's events. Ginny wanted to kill her mother that much was certain. The question was, would he stop her? Would he stand in the way? They were questions that Albus Dumbledore never thought that he'd have to answer but there he was, pondering them. He sighed and shook his head. The line between good and evil was beginning to blur. The need for justice was getting stronger than the need to save lives. He was beginning the think that the lives of the Weasley mother and father were not worth saving. He shook himself and frowned. Everyone deserves a second chance, even Molly and Arthur Weasley. But even with the renewed conviction, Albus couldn't shake the nagging doubt in his mind.

I know this isn't my longest but I figured it was a good place to leave off at. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and don't forget to leave your comments, questions, criticisms, and concerns in a PM or in a review. Thanks!