When two worlds collide.

The Wedding.

"Goodmorning." Wanda smiles as I walk out.

"You guys have to leave." I fold my arms.

"Getting kicked out of my own house. How has it come to this?!" Tony gasps sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" Dad looks at me.

"It's started.." I sigh. "The war."

"The war? With..Voldemort?" Nat furrows her eyebrows.

"Wha- but why do we need to leave?" Steve raises his brow.

"They know where I live. They know that I live here. So they're going to come and kill you. Your suits, and shields, and- whatever the hell it is that you have won't save you." I sigh.

"We could always stay at the compound.." Tony looks around at the others who nod.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't want to get you involved." I fold my arms.

"It's okay." Thor smiles.

"What does that mean for you and everyone else?" Wanda questions.

"Well..- we have to fi-" I start but the door swings open.

Fred and Arthur rush in with George over their shoulder. He had blood all the way down his ear and neck. They place him on the couch and Nat and Bruce quickly start to fix him up.

"What the hell happened?!" Tony's eyes widen.

"Snape! He bloody cut his ear off with a spell!" Fred growls.

"The Death Eaters were waiting for us. It was an ambush." Molly frowns.

Remus grabs me and slams me into the wall, his wand to my face. I groan in pain.

"Lupin!" Tonks gasps.

"What are you doing?!" Dad growls going for him but the Remus started to talk.

"What creature sat in the corner...the first time Alexandra Rosalyn Barnes visited my office in Hogwarts?"

"Are you mad!" I groan.

"WHAT CREATURE!" He yells in my face.

"A GRINDYLOW!" I snap.

He lets go, hugging me. "I'm sorry. We've been betrayed. Voldemort knew you were being moved tonight. I had to make sure you weren't an impostor."

"Wait, moved?" Loki raises his brow.

"We need to leave. Somewhere secure, where the death eaters won't find us." I sigh.

"The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?!" Kingsley points his wand at Remus.

"Alex is the best hope we have. Trust her."

"We the last back?" Fleur walks in.

"Where's George?" Billy questions.

We walk over to him, Fred kneeling in front of him.

"How you feeling, Georgie?" Fred sighs.

"Saint-like." He mumbles.

"Come again?" Fred furrows his eyebrows.

"Saint-like. I'm holy..I'm holey, Fred. Get it?" He points to his ear, weakly.

"The whole wide world of ear-related humor and you go for "I'm holey."..That's pathetic..." Fred chuckles lightly.

"Reckon I'm still better-looking than you.." George smiles.

"Mad-Eye's dead. Mundungus took one look at Voldemort and Disapparated.." Bill sighs.