Lost War

Family Matters

No way Ron was going to let Harry stay locked away with Voldemort now that he knew the truth, and he knew that his siblings thought the same way he did. The Order was not dead yet.

Ron tapped his fingers against the table impatiently. Hermione was late... again. That bloody bastard of a Dark Lord always had her stay extra hours making her do Merlin knows what. All Ron really knew was that she came home exhausted with yet some more things she couldn't tell him because they had sworn her to secrecy, and crying because of the horrors she had seen Harry go through.

In front of him, his siblings were all arguing about some or other. Probably about the fact that Harry was still alive. None of them had expected that at all. However, now that they knew there was absolutely no way Ron was going to let Harry stay locked away with Voldemort, and he knew that his siblings thought the same way he did. The Order was not dead yet. Weakened, yes definitely, but not dead.

The floo roared to life, making Ron look up hopeful. He sagged down again in disappointment when he saw it wasn't his wife, but Remus and Tonks and their oldest son.

"Thank you for inviting us, Molly," Remus greeted.

"Not a problem! You were just as much family of Harry as we were," the woman replied dismissively.

She still looked rather good for her age, but she was definitely grey and had some more wrinkles than she liked to admit. At least she wasn't in a wheelchair like Ron's dad. The war had been brutal for all of them, but Arthur Weasley had been least lucky.

"You are all just as much of Harry's family as we were," Molly said, smiling weakly.

Because that was why they were there. They wanted to talk about saving Harry.

"We need to get him away from You-Know-Who as soon as possible!" Ron said passionately.
"Hermione told me that he took away Harry's ability to speak and tortured him until he forgot about his old life."

"That's horrible!" Tonks exclaimed horrified.

"I've heard of him from my old schoolmates," Teddy said, looking grave.
"They often talked about the Dark Lord's habits and his new favourite slave."

Teddy Lupin was a Slytherin graduate. He had gone to Hogwarts until his 5th year, but he had been the top of his class, so he was accepted into Slytherin with a scholarship. Even after he graduated two years ago, he kept in contact with some of his peers.

"Really? What did they say?" Sirius asked curiously.

Teddy blushed and looked at his and Harry's godfather with a pout.

"That he is really pretty and that the Dark Lord is in love with him."

"Bullshit," Ginny said.

Molly gasped and swatted her daughter.

"There are children present!" she scolded.

Hugo, Roxanne and Fred's twins all blinked innocently. Ron highly doubted none of the kids had ever heard someone curse, since aside from Hugo, they were all raised by Fred and George, and Hugo and Rose probably heard a lot from them too.

Just then, the floo flared up in green flames again and Hermione stepped out. Ron grinned and got up from his seat while Hugo ran over first and hugged his mother.

"Mum!"

"Still up?" Hermione asked her son as she hugged him back.

"Dad and grandma and grandpa and everyone are talking about fighting the Dark Lord!" Hugo said.