Chapter 40

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It's been months since the wedding and the terrible tragedy that happened that very day. The entire Weasley family went into hiding for the first couple of days until we thought it was safe to go back to the Burrow.

Upon arriving at the Burrow, we took the attic goblin and put him in Ron's room. As soon as the disgusting creature was under the blankets in Ronald's pajamas, two death eaters knocked on the door.

Hurrying downstairs, I took my seat in the living room along with Fred. Mrs. Weasley let both death eaters inside. Everyone in the house had their wand ready in case we were under attack.

The death eaters walked around the entire house with us following close behind. Once they got to Ron's room, they put their hand on the door but I quickly stopped them from entering.

"Wait!"

They turned around and looked at me along with the other Weasley's.

"Before you go in there, I should warn you that Ronald is very ill with Splattergoit."

"Thank you for the warning... Are we allowed in now?"

"Proceed...."

The death eaters opened the door and saw the poor creature laying in bed. Quickly they walked back out and shut the door.

Turning towards me they looked startled.

"That's not contagious is it? And by any chance do you know where Mr. Harry Potter has gone?"

"To answer your first question, Splattergoit is very contagious. And I haven't seen Harry since the wedding when he apparated to who knows where..."

Walking down the steps, I walked the two men to the door and watched them leave the house. Turning around slowly, they left with a few spine chilling words.

"If we find out you are lying to us, we'll make sure you're the first to go..."

"Are you threatening me?"

"No we simply make promises not threats... Good day everyone!"

Just like that, they left.

Frowning, I walked back out to the living room. Sitting down slowly, I told everyone what they told me. The atmosphere was heavy and thick with nerves.

The war was going to be sooner than we thought...

A couple months later, Fred and I moved back into our flat instead of living at the Burrow. Upon entering however, the entire place was messy and dirty.

Looking around, I ran upstairs into the loft and looked around some more. Nothing was stolen but somebody was in our place.

Taking out my wand, I made our place tidied up again. Heading back downstairs, Fred was waiting for me in the living room.

He had the tiny portable radio turned on and was listening to it carefully.

"More witches and wizards have been reported missing within the last couple of hours... They include, Luna Lovegood, Dean Thomas, and Mr. Ollivander the wand maker.

Along with our missing reports, we have some other announcements to make. A small muggle village was demolished this morning and was reported by the Auror office as no remaining lives... That is all for today thank you. And as always be safe and stay away from Snatchers and Death Eaters."

Giving a large sigh, I grabbed the tv remote and turned on the tv. Flipping through the channels, nothing good was on.

Giving another sigh, I watched as Fred stood up in front of me. Christmas was coming up soon and we've heard no news from Harry, Ron, or Hermione. I was starting to get nervous.

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