Author's Note: We've been through a lot together in the last seven chapters, Ups and Downs, Lefts and Rights, Ins and Outs, etceteras. This chapter is a turning point in this story and the plot will begin to thicken as a result. It was very painful to write this chapter, because I'm a strong believer of H/Hr and D/G. Please, I know there will be a lot of you who will not like this chapter, but stick with me, because the ending I have in mind is really sweet. Thank You for All the Reviews! So, without any further delay here's Chapter Eight:
Here Comes the Bride
Ron sat in his room with a tuxedo on, looking out of his window and over the grounds of the Burrow. The snow had stopped falling and the sun shined brightly. The temperature had risen and it was now a warm eighty degrees out. Today was January the First, his wedding day.
He couldn't believe it. It had been two months since he proposed in Dumbledore's office. It seemed as if the day crept up on him. The grounds were littered with many Hogwarts students, teachers, family members, and friends. His stomach did acid flip-flops at the thought that in just a few hours he would married to a woman he didn't even love.
He out his head in his hands and sighed for the thirtieth time, when he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in," he yelled from his seat by the window. He felt that his legs were so shaky that if he got up they'd turn into gelatin and he'd fall flat on his face.
Hermione entered the room wearing a thin silk dress with spaghetti straps. "I came to check on you. Everyone's so busy trying to straighten things out, that they plum forgot about you!" she said as she took a seat beside him.
"That's okay. I'd much rather if they did. I don't feel like walking down there a putting a big fake smile on my face, just to please Luna and all those people."
"Ron, I know that you don't want to marry Luna, but for the sake of your unborn child at least try and act like you're enjoying this. I mean it's no picnic for Luna either. She's five months pregnant and only sixteen years old! She loves you and probably feels that you don't give a damn about her," said Hermione.
"Maybe I don't!" screamed Ron finding the nerve to get up and walk a little way before standing in front of Hermione.
"What? Listen, Luna isn't exactly my favorite person anymore, but she needs you!" yelled Hermione angrily.
"Hermione, how am I supposed to talk to her when she's been lying to me since day one! She won't even let me touch the baby or feel her stomach. And when we go to Madame Pomfrey's she won't let me sit in on the procedure. I try to bond with her, but she's evasive! I can't take it anymore!" he screamed.
"Ron, in four months, you're going to be a father. Luna is going to need you then. This is the first step to being there for your child, now take it," said Hermione softly.
Ron sighed then smiled awkwardly. "I guess you're right. Hell, who am I kidding? You're always right!" he said.
"Oh, Ron shove it!" she said. Then a pain hit Hermione. It felt like her brain was frozen. She knew what was happening. It had been happening since she'd drank the cure. It was her memories coming back.
Instantly she was taken back to the day. She saw herself walking back to her room with her arms full of books. She then saw someone with blonde hair confront her in a corridor. The blonde pointed a wand at her.
Hermione moved closer and closer until she was close enough to see the blonde's face. She grabbed their arm and was about to turn the blonde around to see their face when she was knocked out of her vision by Ron.
"Hermione, you were having a seizure," Ron said as he pulled her up off the floor. "You were telling me off, then all of a sudden you just started shaking and foaming at the mouth and then you fell on the floor. Are you alright?"
"Yeah. Um, Ron? Do you mind if I go lie down for a while until the ceremony?" she asked wiping the foam off her face.
"Yeah, sure. We can't have one of my groomsmen get sick during the ceremony, can we?" he asked trying to make light of the mood. This was true. Luna hadn't asked Ginny or Hermione to be her bridesmaids or maid of honor. Instead she asked family members and some of her Ravenclaw friends.
So, Ron had asked Harry to be his best man, and Hermione, Ginny, Dean, and Neville, were all to be groomsmen.
"I guess not," said Hermione in a weak voice as she made it to the door. "Well, I'll see you later," she said before going back down to Ginny's room. But, she wasn't going to take a nap. No, she had to find out if she had been in any kind of conflict with. She would search all of her things until she found out who had attacked her and given her that god awful disease. She had to make them pay for ever doing that to her, and they would pay!
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"Good afternoon, Miss Lovegood," said Madame Pomfrey as she stepped into Luna's room.
"What are you doing here?" asked Luna crossly, as she pulled on her dress.
"Well, you may not have noticed, but Molly Weasley invited me to your wedding," she said emphasizing on the `your'.
"That still doesn't explain why you're here in my bedroom," said Luna fighting the urge to hex the woman.
"Well, I have a little wedding gift, of sorts. You see, I've been a healer for over twenty years and I know just about everything there is to know about the human body," Madame Pomfrey said casually as she took a seat on the bed.
"So?" asked Luna as she tried on a string of pearls in the full-length mirror.
"Well, you may not have noticed, but you're now twenty-one weeks pregnant," said Madame Pomfrey as a maniacal smile spread across her face. "That is, you would be if you actually were pregnant!"
Luna sighed annoyingly and turned around and faced Madame Pomfrey. "Listen, I don't have time for this! Say what you have to say and leave!" she said pointing at the door.
"In a few seconds, you'll regret ever messing with Poppy Melinda Pomfrey! If you had the slightest clue, you would've have done some research on miscarriages. That would've been smart especially since you were planning to fake one. Anyway, let's get this over with. After twenty weeks, a woman CANNOT have a miscarriage!"
All the color drained from Luna's face. Her annoyed look changed and she looked dumbfounded as she tried to process the words that she had just heard. "What? No, that can't be!" she said.
"Oh yes, it be! I know that it's not as diabolical as your little plan, but it works. I can't help but, be curious about your next step. What are you going to do in four months, when everyone will be expecting a little baby to pop out?" asked Poppy laughing to herself.
"You BITCH!" screamed Luna. "You planned this all along! Oh, I'll expose you! You'll be ousted, you'll be laughed out of the magical world, you'll be-" she was cut off by Madame Pomfrey.
"You won't do a thing to me! Because, as soon as I leave this room Argus and I are apparating away!" said Madame Pomfrey before she started cackling loudly. "We already handed in our resignations! So, Luna. I think you have a very simple choice at hand. You can confess or be exposed!" Madame Pomfrey then stood up laughed one more time and then left the room.
From the hall, Luna heard a loud cracking sound. "Oh dear lord, what am I going to do?" she asked herself.
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Lucius walked amongst the rest of the guests who were dressed in muggle clothes for the wedding. He had used a polyjuice potion with the hair he'd stole from Justin Finch-Fletchy.
He silently laughed to himself at the crowd's stupidity. He saw aurors all over the place probably looking for the Hogwarts murderer and here he was standing there in the midst of it all.
He was smarter than all of them. He truly was. Who else could've come up with a plan so, damn brilliant. Well it had been more coincidence than planning, but in the end it had all worked out for him anyway, so who cared?
Some would probably say that it all began when he discovered Lovegood's secret, but to be fairly honest, it had all started with Bagman.
Bagman had been evading the ministry for a very long time. He'd taken his family with him and hid out in Ireland. But, his wife couldn't take all the running anymore, so she told the ministry their position. The ministry then arrested Bagman and shipped him off to Azkaban to await trial.
There, he'd been put in a cell right next to Lucius Malfoy. Over time Lucius convinced Ludo that the Dark Force would rise again and when it did, those who'd been loyal during the tough years would be rewarded.
Ludo was released after vowing to repay his debt. Fudge gave him his job back at the Ministry. But, unbeknownst to anyone Ludo was still loyal to Lucius.
After reports of Narcissa's madness, Lucius ordered Ludo to bring Narcissa to Azkaban to switch places with him. Ludo did what his master said including shaving Narcissa's head, for a polyjuice potion that would be used later.
Narcissa and Lucius traded places and Lucius took Narcissa's place at Malfoy manor using the polyjuice potion. That had been in June.
But, in the coming weeks Bagman had started to have second thoughts about helping, which is why Lucius had to kill him! He'd murdered him in cold blood in Diagon Alley.
With Bagman gone, Lucius knew that he needed a new assistant and someone to take the blame for Bagman's death. That, was when he discovered Lovegood's secret. He knew that she was devious enough to help him. So, he transformed himself into Bagman and started harassing Lovegood and Weasley after they left the pub on July thirtieth.
He'd known that Lovegood would follow her natural instincts and kill him, which she did. But, she'd shocked him when she put the memory charm on Weasley. That was when he was sure that he'd picked the right partner. The next day, he'd confronted her when she was alone and told her that he knew her secret. From there he'd used blackmail, threats, and anything else he needed to force her to help him.
Now, she would help him kill the Weasleys, Potter, and the rest of the Order!
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Ginny walked through the forest in her dress. It was an hour before the ceremony, but with everyone running around checking on last minute arrangements, she needed a break.
She stopped and breathed all the fresh air in. She was about to take another step when, an outstretched leg tripped her causing her to fall flat on her face.
"Hello, Weasel," said the person who had tripped her. Ginny looked back and was shocked to find Draco Malfoy staring back at her. He looked cold as ice.
"Draco! What the hell is wrong with you I could've fell!" she screamed getting up dusting her dress off.
"I don't know what's wrong with me. I think I'm mentally sick," he said as he leaned back against a tree. His demeanor was cold and if anything, he was the exact opposite of what he had been on Christmas Eve.
"Really?" asked Ginny concerned.
"Yeah, it seems that I used to like shagging with filth!" he said.
"What?" asked Ginny confused.
"Yeah, I slept with you and you're the filthiest damn thing that I've ever met, so I guess I do have a medical condition," he said.
"Draco, how can you say something like that? We love each other!" Ginny said, with a shaky voice.
"No, Weasel. You're in love with me. I can't wait to get away from you! I only wanted you for one thing, sex and I got it. And to really be honest, you weren't that good at it! You should've seen how I scrubbed myself to get rid of your filth after you left! I still don't think that I'm completely clean! You were easy!"
Ginny stood there silently as Draco tore whatever pride, happiness, self-esteem, trusting nature, and naivete, she'd ever owned away from her and left her standing there feeling naked and exposed. Tears slowly rolled down her face ruining her makeup. "Draco, what are you saying?" she asked hurt and confused.
"I'm saying that you disgust me! You think that you were the only girl I was with? Ha! You should've seen the Slytherin girls lining up outside my dorm! They were all sexier, smarter, and way cleaner than you will ever be! You think that I was afraid of my father? You think that's the reason I didn't want anyone to know about us? Well, it wasn't! My father's dead! I just didn't want anyone to know that I was with a red spec of dirt! A flat-chested little tramp, who'd sleep with you, the second that you ask!"
Ginny couldn't stand anymore she let out a wild cry and charged at Draco knocking him down. She then began to scratch his face violently, but Draco pushed her off of him.
"You're every bit of a savage as everyone thinks. You're one piece of trash that wasn't worth my time!" he said and apparated before Ginny could get him again.
Ginny then fell to the ground crying violently.
Once back at the cabin, Draco fell onto his bed hating himself for saying those awful words and ever hurting Ginny. But, he knew that it was for the best. If he didn't do it, Ginny would be killed.
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Poppy sighed as she took her seat on her bed at the hotel she was staying at in Diagon Alley, until Argus came to whisk her away.
Telling Luna Lovegood off after months and months of being blackmailed had been so, damn liberating. Poppy now looked forward to days of sunshine in the tropics with the man she loved most.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud cracking sound. "Oh, Poppy!" said Argus as he ran toward her with outstretched arms.
"Afternoon, my hunk o'hunk of burning love!" she said giving him a kiss. "What
took you so long?" she asked.
"I just came back from seeing Dumbledore. He thinks that Darkness is back on the rise," said Argus sadly.
"Oh dear, that man has been through a lot and now he'll have to fight darkness once again. But, at least we'll be safe in the Bahamas!" she squealed excitedly.
"Well actually, I'm not going with you back to Hogwarts, Poppy."
"What?" she asked in alarm.
"Dumbledore has asked me to return to my post at Hogwarts and assist McGonogall when she takes over and I told him that I would," said Argus.
"How could you?" asked Poppy.
"Listen, Dumbledore has been very good to me all these years and now in his time of need I'm supposed to run out on him?" asked Argus.
"No, you're not," said Poppy relenting. "But, what about, Lovegood?"
"I don't know. I guess we'll have to deal with her one day at a time," said Argus. "So, are you coming back to Hogwarts with me?"
"Yes, I couldn't stand be separated from you. Not now or not ever."
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Harry walked out of Ron's room after giving his friend a pep talk and ran dead into Percy. It was thirty minutes until the ceremony.
"Well, hello Percy," said Harry, trying to be friendly to his least favorite Weasley. But, Percy seemed uncomfortable around Harry.
"Um, hi, um, Harry," he said stammering.
"Percy, is everything alright? You seem kind of well, fidgety," said Harry.
"Well, I don't feel quite comfortable around you under the circumstances," said Percy.
"What circumstances?" asked Harry.
"Hermione hasn't told you?
"Told me what?" asked Harry becoming annoyed.
"Oh dear, isn't this quite the sticky situation. Hermione and I married last July on your birthday. We'd been dating for sometime before that and after you all finished drinking I went to her room and asked her to elope and she agreed. Over the last few months we decided to um, well separate. But, with everything going on, we weren't able to get an annulment. We knew that our marriage could save me from Azkaban, but I didn't want people to know that I'd married an underage witch, so I told her that I would be proven innocent with the evidence given. But, now I see that without our marriage, I'm destined to spend my life in Azkaban, so we're not breaking up," said Percy.
"WHAT?" asked Harry not believing the words that had just come out of Percy's mouth. Harry pinned Percy against the wall. "You married Hermione?"
"Well, yeah. Harry I know that you two are together now, but Hermione and I were together first, and that's what counts. We are husband and wife in every sense of the word," Percy said whimpering trying unsuccessfully to unpin himself.
"Are you trying to say that you and Hermione were," he couldn't finish. "That, you slept together?" asked Harry.
"Yeah. We did what all married couples do on their wedding night. We consummated our marriage," said Percy. Harry's face turned apple red and his green eyes turned violent.
"You little prick! I am going to rip you limb from limb if you ever lie about my Hermione like that again. I am only sparing your pathetic little life, because you're a Weasley. If you were anyone else, I'd kill you," Harry said slowly.
Suddenly Hermione ran up the stairs and saw what was happening. "Harry, let him go!" she said. Harry reluctantly let Percy go and Hermione got between them so that Harry wouldn't attack Percy. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Percy is lying about the two of you being married," said Harry gritting his teeth just itching to beat the snot out of Percy.
Hermione grew silent and looked down at her feet guiltily. Percy looked nervously away.
"Hermione? Say something. Tell me that what Percy said isn't true. Tell me that you two aren't married. Tell me something," begged Harry his voice cracking in fear that Percy might have been telling the truth.
Hermione looked into Harry's eyes and saw the man she loved. The man who had risked his life to find her a cure to a horrible disease. Then she looked into Percy's eyes and saw a man who was in need of a miracle. A man who would be sent to Azkaban if she didn't help him and if not Azkaban, he would surely be separated from his family. She had to help him.
She looked back at Harry and with tears in her eyes and said, "Harry, it's true! We are… married!"
"What? Hermione how could you do this to me? When were you planning on telling me? At my funeral? On your deathbed?" Harry asked with anger raging inside of him.
"Harry, just let me tell you the whole story," she pleaded.
"NO! I don't want to ever hear or see you again. I can't believe that you slept with Percy! You know all these years Malfoy has been calling you a slut, maybe he wasn't to far from the truth!" Harry then apparated before Hermione could say anything.
"You told him that we slept together?" asked Hermione in disbelief with tears in her eyes.
"I had to."
"No, you didn't. You chose to tell him that. Percy I agreed to help you, but I never thought that it would tear Harry and I apart!" she exclaimed.
"I'm sorry. I thought that I was doing the right thing."
"WELL YOU WEREN'T!" she yelled. "I don't think I will help you if it breaks Harry and I apart."
"No, Hermione you can't. Without you I'll have to reveal mine and Melissa's marriage and If I do that, the Ministry will kick Melissa out of the magical community!"
Hermione knew that this was true. "Fine. I'll help you. Do you have anything else to spring on me?" she asked dry and sarcastically.
"Well, yeah. Dumbledore didn't suggest using you as my alibi. I thought of it myself," he said.
"WHAT?"
"It's the right decision. We have a lot in common, people will believe that we're together. I'm a smart person, this solution is smart!" he remarked quickly.
Hermione was so angry that she was shaking. "No, Percy you're not a man at all, you're a worm!"
She was about to turn on her heel and walk away she stopped dead in her tracks and slipped into another seizure and relived her attack.
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Ginny picked herself up off of the forest floor she looked at her watch and saw that there was only thirty minutes left until the ceremony.
She walked back to the Burrow, no longer a child, no longer a young naïve girl, but as a woman. She would make Draco Malfoy pay for ever using her.
How could she have ever been so, stupid? He'd been using her the whole time. She thought about all the time that they were together. It seemed a little illogical that he would spend a year with her just to sleep with and use her, but a new thought had occurred to Ginny. Draco could've been using her only to find out things about the Order.
Tears streamed down her face as the memories came back to her. He'd been using her the whole damn time! He'd pay for everything he'd done.
"Hey Malfoy," she said to herself as she walked through the forest back to the Burrow. "You know that saying about redheads being fiery? Well you ain't seen nothing yet, because I put the itch in BITCH! And when I'm finished with you, you'll wish that you never ever toyed with this bitch's emotions!"
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Luna paced back and forth across her room for the umpteenth time wondering what she was going to do. She could fake the pregnancy for at least another four months (The night that she'd first blackmailed Madame Pomfrey, Madame Pomfrey had given her enough pregnancy potions to last her the whole nine months.) The potion only lasted twenty-four hours, so she had to take one every night at midnight so that it would last her the rest of the next day.
Unfortunately, Luna hadn't taken her last night. She'd been to busy getting ready. She hadn't noticed, but her round belly was shrinking by the hour and it was only a few minutes before the ceremony.
But, Madame Pomfrey was the least of Luna's problems. She lived in constant fear that someone would discover her secret. A secret that she'd had long before she'd killed Ludo Bagman. Luna's secret went way back to when she was three years old.
Her parents had split up and she had went to live with her mother, Caroline, while her sister had gone to live with her father.
Caroline took her to a prophet who predicted that the young girl would have a future in the Dark Arts. Fearing the worst, Caroline her away in a school for the criminally insane. And that's where LANA had been for the last thirteen years.
That's right the girl who'd killed Bagman, the girl who'd blackmailed Pomfrey, the girl who'd forced Ron into marriage by faking a pregnancy, the girl who cursed Hermione, was LANA!
Caroline returned to her husband and daughter Luna and told them that Lana had died. She'd taken the secret of Lana's location to her grave.
In June Lana was released from the School, because she'd turned sixteen and was now of age. Lana then followed her sister Luna and became jealous of her life and decided to steal it!
She did. First, by dying her hair blonde, like Luna's. Then by kidnapping Luna and locking her away somewhere. Next, she read Luna's diary and began to impersonate her every move. So, when she arrived in Diagon Alley none of Luna's friends could tell that she was actually LANA! Over time, Lana had actually liked being Luna and eventually she fell in love with Ron.
Everyday Lana lived in fear that Luna would escape from her prison and expose her, or that someone would figure it out.
Lana's thoughts were interrupted when there came a knock on the door. "Come in," Luna managed to say, but it came out as a pitched squeal.
Mrs. Weasley came into the room holding Luna's bouquet. "Here you go sweetheart," she said handing her the bouquet. "It's time."
"Really? I hadn't noticed," she said trying to make light of the situation.
Mrs. Weasley laughed. "Well, for the sake of time, we're not going to walk all the way down those stairs, we're going to apparate outside."
"Okay," said Luna taking a deep breath.
"Actually I apparated up to my room first and came up here. So, are you ready for your big day?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Yeah, I'm ready," Luna said. "As I'll ever be."
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Draco apparated back to Malfoy Manor. He couldn't believe what he had said to Ginny. He had hurt her in the worst possible way. It hurt him just thinking about what he'd done.
"You won't get away with this, father," thought Draco as he marched into his father's study. He would find out what his father was up to and then he would stop him.
There was definitely one thing for sure, Draco knew that his father had an accomplice close to Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione. He had to have an insider.
He'd seen his father with his head in the fire speaking to someone over the floo-network. They were discussing, Harry's schedule and his day-to-day activities.
"You'll pay dad! Ginny Weasley was the only girl I've ever loved and now she hates me! Well, I'm going to make you feel as much pain as Ginny and I feel right now!"
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Hermione awoke from her seizure. "THAT BITCH!" she screamed.
"Hermione, are you alright?" asked Percy.
"No! I know who attacked me and gave me colemras and I also know that their lying to one of my best friends!"
"Hermione, the ceremony just started. I'm sure Ron won't mind if you skip out and lie down for a while," said Percy.
"No! It was Luna! Luna attacked me and gave me colemras!"
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Luna(Lana) stood before Minister Fudge and she and Ron had just promised to stay with each other through sickness and health, for richer or for poorer, and to death would they part from each other.
"Is there anyone here, who objects to this union?" asked Fudge.
Luna(Lana) and Ron looked back at the crowd. No one objected.
"Well then, I pronounce you-"
But, Fudge never got the chance to finish his sentence because after he said `you' all hell broke loose.
"WAIT!" screamed Hermione as she ran to the chapel. The crowd looked back in shock at Hermione. "I OBJECT!"
"On what grounds?" asked Fudge as Hermione stood in the middle of the aisle.
"On the ground that Luna Lovegood attacked me and gave me Colemras!" screamed Hermione. The crowd gasped in their seats.
All of the air in Luna's(Lana's) lungs went out, as the words poured from Hermione's mouth. The crowd's heads were doing the swivel motion as they looked back and forth at Hermione and Fudge.
"She's lying!" yelled Luna(Lana).s
"No, I'm not! You attacked me in the corridor! You called me a mud-blood and then you stunned me!" yelled Hermione.
"Is that true, Luna?" asked Ron.
"No, I'd never want to hurt Hermione," said Luna.
"That is a total lie! You tried to kill me! You're a murder and furthermore a lying bitch!" screamed Hermione.
"What proof do you have that she's a lying bitch?" asked George.
"George!" squealed Mrs. Weasley.
"Other than the fact that she's pressuring Ron into marriage?" asked Hermione.
The crowd gasped again. "What are you talking about, Hermione?" asked Mr. Weasley.
"I think Luna is faking her pregnancy!" yelled Hermione. The crowd gasped.
"I've heard enough! You can't speak to my daughter that way!" yelled Mr. Lovegood standing up.
"I am simply telling the truth!" said Hermione. "And I can prove it!" she yelled and began to run toward Luna(Lana).
The crowd watched in horror as Hermione ran over to Luna(Lana) and tore her dress of exposing her stomach and underwear. The crowd did a collective gasp.
Luna's(Lana's) stomach was still round, but it was very obvious that her stomach was significantly smaller. Instead of five months Luna(Lana) looked more like three months. Luna(Lana) started breathing irregularly.
"Luna, what's wrong with your stomach? Shouldn't it be… bigger?" asked Ron.
Thoughts raced through Luna's(Lana's) mind as she tried to think of an excuse. This was her worst fear coming true. "Think Lana! Think!"" she thought to herself and suddenly, words sputtered out of her mouth in a really fast manner.
"I've been starving myself, to keep my weight down!"
"You're lying!" yelled Hermione determined not to let Luna wring free.
"No, I was afraid that Ron wouldn't want me with all my pregnancy weight," retorted Luna(Lana).
"Luna, you're the mother of my child. We share a bond that no one can break," said Ron.
"Oh, Ron," said Luna(Lana) as she wrapped her arms around him.
"And as for you Hermione, I never want to see you again! As of now, you are permanently banned from the Burrow! So, stay the hell away from me and my family!"
"But-" Hermione started.
"LEAVE!" said Luna(Lana.)
Hermione turned and walked back toward the Burrow.
"Hey, don't bother getting your stuff, we'll send it to you," said Ron. Hermione looked back at him with tars in her eyes and apparated.
Ron was about to turn and tell Luna to go get redressed, when a woman's screams filled the air. Several more screams followed and people began to run.
"Look!" said Fudge as he pointed to the sky. The remaining crowd looked up and were stunned to see the Dark Mark hovering in the sky above.
The skull's mouth began to move and haunting words poured out. "You defied the powers of darkness and now comes the time for you to pay, Weasleys! The Dark Arts will rise again and this time no one will be able to stop it! You shall pay! Starting now!"
Fire poured from the skull's eyes and mouth and hit the Burrow!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" screamed Mrs. Weasley as she and her family watched the Burrow burn to the ground, as the skull cackled loudly.
Justin Finch-Fletchy slipped away from the grounds of the Burrow, with a smile on his face.