WARNING: SPOILERS!!! ~A Watty's 2019 Submission!

Saved for Diana Potter

"They won't know which Harry Potter is the real one." Mad-Eye looked cheery, but Harry was confused.
"The real one?" He inquired, and Mad-Eye pulled out a familiar looking bottle.
"I do believe you are fully aware of this particular brew." Harry began to shake his head.
"No. Absolutely not!"
"I told you he won't take it well." Hermione told Mad-Eye.
"No, if you think that I'll let, everyone risk their lives for me ..." Harry stammered.
"Haven't done it before, haven't we." Ron muttered, but Harry shook his head again.
"No, no, this is different. Taking that becoming me. No!" He insisted. 
"Well none of us really fancy it mate." Fred told him.
"Yes, imagine if something went wrong, and we be stuck as scrawny specky gits forever." George added.
"Harry." Diana said to him, giving the twins a look. "Everyone here is of age. We've all agreed to do this." Harry raised his eyebrows.
""We"? You're taking it too, Diana?" She nodded.
"I'm going to be heading for Hagrid's hut, on my own. Since everyone else is going to have a guardian of sorts, they might think I'm you and that I was sent off on my own, using the ones being guarded as a diversion." Harry's eyes went wide.
"What? No! Diana, you're already in enough danger because of me!" Diana gave him a stern look that silenced him.
"Harry, I chose to be on my own. They wanted me to go with you, but I thought you would be safer with Hagrid." Harry sighed.
"I still don't think that you should do this. Any of you." He looked to the others.
"And I am still going through with it." Diana told him.
  "Alright Granger its discussed." Mad-Eye said, and Hermione walked by and ripped some hairs from Harry's head.
"Blimey, Hermione." Harry growled, rubbing the back of his head. Hermione ignored him, and dropped them into the bottle of Polyjuice Potion. Diana gave Harry one quick hug, then went to stand in line between Mundungus and Fleur. Mad-Eye came over, mixing the potion a bit.
"Fair warning to those who haven't had Polyjuce Potion. It tastes like goblin piss."
"Have enough of that experience, do you Mad-Eye?" Fred asked, taking the bottle and earning a glare from Mad-Eye. "Just trying to defuse the tension." Then he took a sip and handed it off to George, gagging.
Soon, each one of them had taken a drink, Ron, Fred, George, and Diana getting a little shorter while Fleur, Mundungus, and Hermione got taller. Soon, they-
"Wow, we're identical!" Fred and George said, staring at each other. They had all turned into Harry!
They all dressed, then headed outside, where there were broomsticks, Thestrals, and Sirius's old motorcycle waiting for them. Diana watched as Harry climbed into the passenger car on the motorcycle, hoping that it wasn't the last that she saw him. That was when she saw Fred climbing on the broom next to her. She knew it was Fred, because he was with Arthur. George was with someone else.
"Hey, Freddy." She called, making him turn his head. "Be careful up there, alright?" He smiled.
"You too, Ana." Then he gave her a salute. "See you in hell!" Then they were off, and immediately attacked. 
"Kill Potter!" Diana swore she heard Voldemort's voice as Death Eaters surrounded her and the others, some going after everyone. Three were on her tail.
"Stupefy!" She shouted, aiming her wand at them and trying to do her best impression of Harry. One Death Eater went down, while another aimed the Stunning Curse right back at her. She dodged him and hit him with her own. That was when she saw who the third one was.
Bellatrix Lestrange.
The  woman cackled and aimed her wand at Diana.
"Crucio!" She shouted, and Diana screamed in agony as pain shot through her body. She aimed her wand at Bellatrix, grinding her teeth, thinking of Dumbledore, Sirius, Neville and her own parents.
"Avada! K-Kedavra!" She tried, still shaking from the Cruciatus Curse still ran its course on her body, just as Bellatrix shot her with a second one.
The Killing Curse hit Bellatrix's broom, sending her to the ground, but Diana was hit dead on again. She screamed out in pain, seeing the Burrow and nearly missing it. She was supposed to use the Portkey at Hagrid's hut and get to the Burrow, but there was no way she was making it.
"Mollyyyy!! Watch out!!" She screamed, the second curse worse than the first, coursing through her very veins, as she aimed her broom down and prayed that she wouldn't hit anybody.
Soon, she found herself lying on the floor of the Burrow, still screaming in pain.
"Diana!" She could barely hear Mrs. Wealsey and Harry's voices, and tried to stop screaming.
Finally, the pain slowly subsided, and she was left sobbing on the floor, still in pain, but it wasn't as bad as it was. Mrs. Weasley and Harry were standing over her, and the Polyjuice Potion had worn off. She felt warm stickiness on many parts of her body, including her leg and shoulder, and new she was bleeding.
"Diana!" Mrs. Weasley knelt down and felt Diana's forehead, her face etched with worry. "Are you alright? What happened?" Diana sat up slowly, feeling nauseous and straightening her legs, ignoring her ankle, which didn't look right.
"B-Bellatrix L-Le-Lestrange." She stammered. "Sh-She caught up with me and cast the C-Cruciatus Curse on me twice. I nearly killed her, b-but I missed." Mrs. Weasley helped her stand to her feet and led her over to a chair, Harry running to the kitchen. That was when she saw blood on Mrs.Weasley's hand. "Molly, are you okay?" She asked, trying to stand up, but Mrs. Weasley sitting her back down, looking sorrow.
"It's George." She whispered, and that was when Diana saw Remus, looking grim.
"Where is he?" She asked, frightened of the answer.
Remus nodded towards the couch, where George lay, his ear completely gone, leaving a bloody hole in the side of his face. Diana gasped.
"He's still alive, but I don't know about getting his ear back. It got cursed off." Remus explained. Harry then came back in and handed Diana a glass of water, but she didn't drink. She could see two other Portkey alongside Harry and Hagrid's and Remus and George's. It was Tonks and Ron's and Mr. Weasley and Fred's.
"Where are the others?" She asked.
"Hagrid's in the kitchen with Ginny, and Ron, Tonks, Arthur, and Fred missed their Portkeys." Diana fell back, slumped with worry.
That was when Ginny came in and gasped in horror when she saw Diana sitting there. Diana gave a small smirk, surprised she could, despite the circumstances.
"Do I really look that bad?" She joked, and Ginny came running over.
"Diana! What happened?"
"Cruciatus Curse." Diana told her. "Stinkin Bellatrix hit me twice." That was when they heard scuffling from outside, and Harry and Lupin raced for the door. Diana tried to get up, but she was still so sore, and she couldn't barely feel her leg or shoulder. She pulled off the grey jacket, wincing at every movement, and inspected the damage.  Her shoulder was still bleeding, and it felt shattered right down to the bone. She rolled her sleeve down, not wanting Mrs. Weasley to see, as she was tending to George and Ginny had gone back in the kitchen with Hagrid. So Diana slowly lifted her pants legs and found that both of her legs were torn up, her right ankle facing way too far to the left. She took out her wand, and tapped her shoulder.
"Reparo." She tried, not really knowing how to repair bones. What she would give to be back in the hospital wing in Hogwarts with Madam Pomfrey.
She felt her bones shift, but not be fixed. But Molly had heard, and her eyes went wide when she saw.
"Oh, Diana! I'm so sorry! Ginny! I need some bandages!" Diana shook her head, not wanting Mrs. Weasley to make such a fuss over her as Ginny brought in a roll of bandages. Diana was sure that Molly didn't know how to repair bones, but perhaps she was just in a tizz, and couldn't focus on fixing her shoulder appropriately.
"It's alright, Molly." She told her firmly, taking the bandages. "Take care of George. I'll take care of myself." Mrs. Weasley sighed, but she and Ginny went to take care of George.
"Harry! Give us a hand!" Hagrid called, and Diana carefully turned around to see that he was stuck in the small doorway. She then watched as Harry bounded over and pulled him out, then went over to George, who looked barely alive.
"How is he?"
"I can't make it grow back. not when it's been removed by Dark Magic. But it could have been so much worse... He's alive." Diana fell back and sighed with relief.
"Thank God." Harry murmured.
"Did I hear someone else?" Ginny asked, peering into the kitchen.
"Hermione and Kingsley."
"Are they alright?" Diana asked, sitting up and summoning a blanket to cover her bloody, bandaged legs. Harry nodded, then they heard a huge crash in the kitchen.
"I'll prove who I am, Kingsley, after I've seen my son! Now back off if you know what's good for you!" Then both Arthur Weasley and Fred came in.
"Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley cried out. "Oh, thank goodness!" Mr. Weasley and Fred went over to George, and Diana felt stupid. One of her best friends was probably dying, and she was just sitting in a chair, watching by helpless.
That was when George began to stir, as if awakened by his father and twin's arrival.
"How're you feeling, Georgie?"
"Saintlike." George whispered.
"What' wrong with him?" Fred asked, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?" George looked up at his brother.
"Saintlike." He said again. "I'm holey. Geddit, Fred? Holey?" Mrs. Weasley sobbed harder and colour flooded Fred's face.
"Of all the ear related jokes and you went with "I'm holey"? That's so pathetic." Diana chuckled, and George merely shrugged.
"Reckon I'm' still better looking. At least now you can tell us apart, Mum." Then he looked over at Harry. "Hi Harry - you are Harry, aren't you?" Harry nodded. "At leas t we got you back okay." Diana felt a little touched at how much George cared about Harry. "Now why aren't Bill and Ron crouching at my bedside?"
"They aren't back yet, Georgie." Dian told him. "Ron and Tonks missed their Portkeys." George's eyes went wide.
"A-Annie?" He croaked, feigning illness now. "Is that you? All I see is darkness." Diana laughed.
"Yes, its me, you numbskull." Then she stood, forgetting about her legs and letting the blankets fall off her lap, revealing her wounded legs and bent ankle. George couldn't see her from where he was laying on the couch, but Fred, Harry, Ginny, and the others could and they were shocked.
"Diana!" Hermione exclaimed. "What happened to you!?" Diana shrugged, and winced.
"Bad fall." She said quickly. "But I'm fine, really."
"Fine!" Hagrid exclaimed, hurrying over and sitting her back down. "Yer whole ankle's lopsided! Here, I'll take ye over by George." Before she could protest, Hagrid lifted up her chair and set her by George, who smiled with feigned weakness.
"Annie." He said softly. "I don't know if I'm going to make it. Please, only a kiss from you will revive me." Diana laughed, but leaned down and gave him a peck on the cheek.
"There, you ninny." She teased, not caring that the others were around. "That oughta last you the night." George's half opened eyes went wide and he threw up his hands.
"Alas! The act of true love has revived me! I shall live to see another day!" They all laughed, but the laugher died down as they waited for Ron, Tonks, Bill, Fleur, Mad eye and Mundungus.
Mrs. Weasley fixed up Diana, fussing over her shoulder and ankle, along with the new scar that was going to form along the back of her thigh.
As soon as Diana could, she limped out to the backyard and sat on the step, everybody just waiting.