Loving The Boy Who Had No Choice

Chapter 12

All the Dursley's had to leave the house, Voldemort and his followers would torture them until they gave up information on Harry's whereabouts and even Imara's too, because wherever Harry was, his big sister was close by. "I've lived in this house for 17 years. And now I am expected to just leave?" Petunia shook her head.

"If the Ministry even thought you knew where we were, they'd torture you, even if you know nothing. We can't let that happen." Imara said sadly. Petunia turned around to look into the redheads eyes. "That day you lost your mother, but I also lost a sister." And with that she left. Harry went outside while Imara just went to Her and Harry's old room.

Looking out the window Imara watches as Harry shakes hands with Dudly. Imara watched as the car drove off and got smaller and smaller until they turned, out of the view of her eyes. Harry walks in quietly, he goes to his older sister. "When do we leave?" He asks, "We wait." Imara said, she knew the order was coming. They'd be there soon.

It soon got dark, really dark, Imara went to the empty living room with Harryw hen the front door started to open. Imara got in front of Harry adn readied her wand in case it wasn't the Order. Then as the door swings open she sees Fred and George, along with Ron, Hermione, Kingsley, Tonks and Remus, Mad-Eye Moody, Bill, Fleur and someone she didn't know.

Imara smiles and husg her friend, "We don't have time for a cozy catch up. Later. We've got to get the hell out of here.. And soon." Mad-Eye said. Imara rolled her eyes. "Potter, you're still underage which means you've still got hte trace on you." "What's the trace?" Harry asked him. "Well if you sneeze, the Ministry will know who wipes your nose. The point is, we have to use those means of transport the trace can't detect-"

"Kingsley interupts him. "Brooms, Thestrals, and the like. We go in pair. That way, if anyones out there waiting for us-" Moody budges back in, "And I reckon there will be-" Imara then budges in, "They won't know which Harryh Potter is the real one." "The real one?" Harry questions his sister.

Mad-Eye shows his canteen, "I believe your familiar with this particular brew." "No. Absolutely not." Harry denies quickly, realizing what the plan was. "I told you he'd take it well." Hermione says with an eye roll, making Imara smile a bit. "Oh, no. If you think I'm gonna let everyone risk they're lives fot me, I-I"

Ron interupts Harry, "Never done that bere have we?" "No! NO. This is different. I mean, taking that, becoming me-No!" "Well not of us really fancy it,  mate." George jokes. "Yeah, imagine if something went wrong, and we ended up a scrawny, specky git forever." Fred says with a smirk. Imara rolls her eyes with a quiet laugh.

"Everyone here is of age, Potter. They've all agreed to take the risk." Ma-Eye says. Then the guy Imara dind't know speaks up. "I've been coerced, Mundungus Pletcher, Mr. Potter. Always been a huge admirer." Mad-Eye tells him to shut up so he listens. "Hermione." He then says again. She grabs some hair off of Harry's head and puts it in the canteen Mad-Eye was holding.

"Now this does taste like Goblin Piss." He hands it to Fred, he speaks up, "You've had a lot of expierence with it haven't you Moody?" He stares at Fred, "Srry, just trying to difuse the tension." Imara gives him a smile as he takes a sip and passes it to George who gives it to her until almsot everyone in the room looked like Harry.

They all changed into the same clothes he was wearing, "Harry?" Mad-Eye says, everyone answer, "REal Harry." "Oh me!" A harry from the back of the room raises his hand. "You'll be riding with Hagrid. Imara?" He asks, looking somewhere in the room full of Harrys' until one in the front raises they're hand.

"You'll ride with the Remus." Imara nods, before anyone steps out of the house Mad-Eye speaks up, "Okay, does everyone know the counter spell for the killing curse? In case of emergency?" Everyone nods, "Okay lets go." Everyone steps out of the house, Remus swings his leg over a broom, Imara behind him. Then they lift off in the air. They rode fast, half way through the ride Death Eaters attack.