Chapter 6
A few hours later the group finds themselves outside the door to the Potter's home.
Ginny goes to grab the handle when it is thrown open by Hermione, her wand out and her hair ruffled.
"Who are you?" She snaps, her wand pointing at the group of dead people,
Sirius, who jus so happened to be in the front, took a step away as her wand went closer to his face.
"Sirius Orion Black at your service." He says in fake salute, causing hermione to hold back an eye roll.
"No, really? Who are you?" She asks not moving her wand.
"They are who they say they are. Believe it or not." Says Ginny, coming to the front.
"I don't believe you." Hermione says, her voice firm. Ginny shrugs then whispers something into Hermione's ear.
Her face changes from fierce to confused, then finally soft and sad.
"B...but its impossible." She states after a minute of silence.
"Actually Ms. Granger, excuse me, Mrs. Weasley it is not." Says a voice from behind he group.
Dumbledore makes his way to the front, his long beard whiter than ever.
"Now if you would let us in, it is a bit nippy out here."
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Yeah yeah yeah. I know its short but hey, its something isn't it?
