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Summer was finally there. Rory was happy to be home, she was going to hang out with Regulus after dinner.
She sat with Mad eye and Jo as they chatted "oi Ra can you get me drink in me bag ?" Moody asked.
Rory walked over to Madeyes bag. She opened it and saw a book 'horcruxes' she put the book behind her back.
"Here you go" she passed him his drink before rubbing up to her room.
She stared at the book intensely before opening it. It was a very old book from looking at the cover
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A horcrux is a dangerous object that hasn't been around in centuries. A Horcrux is a powerful object in which a Dark wizard or witch has hidden a fragment of his or her soul for the purpose of attaining immortality.
Creating one Horcrux gives one the ability to anchor one's own soul to earth if the body is destroyed; the more horcruxes one creates, the closer one is to true immortality.
To make a horcrux is a hard thing to do. Taking another life to give to your own, concealing part of their soul in an object. Therefore being attacked your soul is protected if the body is destroyed. In simple words meaning death is inevitable.
Rory looked up from the book. What if Voldemort had a horcrux ? There must have been a way to kill him surely.
A race in her heart started pumping through her ears. What if the dark lord could never be stopped. He was inevitable. She stood up and started searching other books.
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It was the first order meeting for Nat. Her and Sophie linked arms walking in. Everyone was sat at a table.
She made eye contact with Ted Tonks and she sat next to him "how's Tonks ?" She asked. Ted's daughter was Nat's favourite
"She's alright. Wont stop talking about you" Ted rolled his eyes.
Dumbledore was at the front of the table with McGonagall "so there's death eaters everywhere and we need to scare them off" Dumbledore read a list "alright Nat you'll be with my brother Aberforth other here"
It was like looking at Dumbledore, however more miserable. She had to go into the streets and protect people from death eaters.
They walked down the street and Aberforth was rarely speaking "so how comes Dumbledore doesn't speak about you"
"My brother doesn't speak about lots of things" He acted like she wasn't there "he'd surprise you trust me"
"Right" it got awkward again "so"
"You don't have to talk to me Natasha" he stated "I'm fine being in silence"
"Well I'm not" she put her hands in her pockets "I don't like silence. I work better in chaos"
"Guessing because of that loud family of yours" Aberforth chuckled "I know your father quite well. I knew him when he was a boy. Sarcastic little thing he was"
"He always will be" Nat said making the elderly man laugh
Aberforth paused thinking he hears a noise "I'm gonna check that out. You stay here" he wondered off.
A figure was in the alleyway beside her. She just made out the face as Evan Rosier. Shit.
"Oh no" she whispered
"McKinnon" Evan smirked "fancy seeing you here" he pulled out his wand "you can't run anywhere lovely"
"Stupefy!" Natasha yelled and legged it as fast as she could. She ran down about ten alleyways before pausing
A boy was leaning against a brick wall "you look out of breath" he pointed at her
She panted "just run fastest in life" her words didn't make sense "I would run if I was you"
The smug boy shook his head "then how would I do this ?" He pulled out his wand "Petrificus Totalus" Nat thought he was pointing at her but it was Evan Rosier behind her "come on then" he started sprinting
"More running" she moaned running with him
"He should be frozen for a while come on" he dragged her to a pub where they sat outside for a second.
"Why did you help me ? Who are you ?" She panted
He chuckled like nothing had happened "I'm Harold Jenkings. One of Dumbledore's many friends" he shook her hand "you can call me Harry"
"Thank you Harry" she smiled "why are you helping me ?"
"Because I wanted to. You remind me of myself a bit. Lots of siblings and eager to fight this battle" he rested his head back
"How many siblings ?"
"One of six all boys" Harry said
"I'm one of seven all girls" Natasha smiled "you close with your brothers ?"
He shook his head "was when I was younger, they all left. I'm the youngest you see" he explained "who's the youngest in your lot"
"Her names Rory"
"Alright. You don't let Rory be alone" Harry frowned "worst feeling when you feel left behind"
She nodded "well then you're not alone no more" she put her hand out standing up "come on" he stood up
"I heard you were mean. What happened to that" he looked confused
