Snogging Pox

Mind Matters

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The potion master nodded, "It would be best to start soon before Dumbledore comes back at the end of break. We can't let Voldemort or Dumbledore in your mind. I'll help you tomorrow."

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"THAT MAN IS A BASTARD!" Mrs. Weasley growled as she held the update Harry sent. She yelled so loudly that Arthur was startled resulting in him slipping out of his chair and onto the floor.

Ron ran down the stairs faster than any of his siblings, "Is there news from Harry? What happened?"

The mother Weasley took a breath to calm herself and showed them the letter she was holding, "Four Order members visited Hogwarts. Apparently, Greyback snuck into the school and was caught torturing the Slytherin students. Harry helped Severus kill Greyback, but the Order members there seemed to believe Harry was solely involved. When Severus told them that he killed the werewolf himself and those bastards just left. Harry and Severus suspect that whole deadly scenario was a plot to get Harry to kill Greyback! All by himself! Then there's the issue with the basilisk never being dismantled properly! He has the fangs now, but it was nearly healed and could have killed him! I'm going to kill them starting with Dumbledore ... Arthur! Did we stop those anonymous donations?! I refuse to continue giving those bastards in the Order money ... why are you on the floor?" Molly blinked as her husband stood up,

Arthur chuckled as he brushed himself off, "No reason, love ... now about those donations, no. I intend to do that today, but first. Ron, Harry mentioned in his letter that Dumbledore called that diary a horcrux. I know nothing about horcruxes, but I might be able to get some information on the owner of the diary who was the man who became the Dark Lord. It might help."

"The diary was blank except for the faded inscription 'TMR' ... they seemed to be initials and he let Ginny call him Tom. Other than the Chamber of Secrets being opened 50 years ago there's not much else." Ron laid a comforting hand on his little sister's shoulders who paled at the reminder. It was still a traumatic thing for her to remember.

Molly pulled her daughter into a hug, "It's ok, honey. It's just a memory now."

With quick strokes of a quill Arthur jotted down what he could on some parchment, "Ok ... the initials should be just enough. Harry was really lucky to over hear Dumbledore list what the horcruxes were, but we don't know where they are except for the Hufflepuff cup. If we're lucky they will be in personal places so a background check will help immensely. Sadly, it sounds like the locket will be the hardest to find."

Bill came down the steps quickly, "The goblins have records on important pieces of jewelry so there may be something on its last known location and since we have the basilisk fangs to destroy them I'll grab the Hufflepuff cup from Harry's vault."

George grinned, "Leave it to Harry-"

"- to make this a busy vacation." Fred finished the sentence with a matching grin.

Percy chuckled, "Hey, Dad. I can check the Ministry if you want to go to Gringotts."

"That would be better since I'm not in the right department. If someone caught me it would look odd right away." Arthur agreed and handed his son the notes. "Now ... what else should we do?" He pondered, but decided that that was all and flooed away along with his son.

The mini snitch deposited a couple basilisk fangs on the table and Ron picked one up, "I'll put some venom in a vial. Did Harry say anything else?" The youngest son asked hoping Harry mentioned him.

"Only that Granger is apparently trying to enslave him ... the bitch." Moly growled. Hermione was getting deeper and deeper in danger and she has no clue yet. At the moment Ron was ready to slap her before cursing her into oblivion. "The Slytherins are on our side and Severus will be helping him with Occlumency. Of course, he wished us a Merry Christmas Eve too and wishes he could be here." Mrs. Weasley said sadly as she looked the rest of the letter over. They all missed Harry ...