The Key (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Chapter 27: Moving Harry

Amelia's P.O.V
Hermione came to the Burrow about a week ago, so the three of us (Ron, Hermione and I) have still been trying to get information on these Horcruxes. It turns out that Hermione had no idea where they are either, so we are stumped, this will take longer than we thought. So the Order are going to move Harry from Privet Drive to the Burrow today, and I'm not allowed to come! Moody said I'm still underage so I have to stay at home with Ginny and Mrs Weasley, but he gave Ginny and I a special job to do. We have to patrol around the area and check for any surprise attacks from Deatheater's to save anyone from getting hurt. Why does my birthday have to be in four days? And why does everyone apart from Ginny have to be older than me? At least I'm helping a little bit, better than sitting in the house not knowing if anyone was hurt or not. I just hope no-one gets hurt, at all. The plan is risky, althought brilliant, Mad-eye thinks that there will be people out there waiting for them, and knowing them Deatheater's, I think so too. They probably knew we were moving Harry ages ago, but what they don't know is our defense plan, this will really confuse them, big time.

"Tell us again why we can't go." Ginny and I said in sync, both of us still unhappy about not going with them.

"Because you're both underage, it would be dangerous for you." Tonks explained and we gave up trying to persuade them.

"Everyone come home safely, okay?" I pleaded and they nodded, the twins ruffling my hair in the process. Soon it was time for everyone to go, people carrying sacks of Harry's clothes, brooms, a motor bike and a thestral that was sat outside the door. These were the means of transport that the trace couldn't detect, it was all part of the plan that Mad-eye so brilliantly came up with. But it's putting Ginny, Mrs Weasley and I on edge, it's very risky and anyone could get easily hurt. I pulled Hermione and Ron into a hug, squeezing them both tightly.

"Be careful, both of you." I whispered, pulling away from them.

"And you too, you never know what might be out there." Hermione told me and I smiled, letting them walk through the door. I was then engulfed in a giant hug by the twins, my feet were barely touching the ground, damn they were tall.

"You two, you better not get hurt." I warned them, pointing a finger between them.

"We won't, promise." George reassured me and Fred then turned to Ginny.

"You will look after Amy won't you?" He asked and I chuckled, raising my eyebrows. Ginny laughed and nodded, causing me to roll my eyes at all three of them.

"And what makes you say I'm the one who needs looking after? I am older." I questioned, folding my arms over my chest.

"Yes, you may be older, but we know what your like. You mentally have the mind of a seven year old, and seven year olds need taking care of." George informed me, patting my head and I glared at him playfully. The conversation would have gone on longer but Mad-eye shouted for them to hurry up, and everyone know you don't keep him waiting unless you want a slap in the head.

"We better go too." I told Ginny before Mrs Weasley came bustling over to us.

"Please keep yourselves safe, we'll send you a patronus to say when the first person is back, you can return then." She said, pulling us in for the bone crushing hug that I had learned to love. We bid her goodbye and set off through the thick, tall fields of barley outside the house. I kept my wand clutched tightly in my right hand while my left was held firmly by my side, scrunched into a fist. My eyes moved quickly from left to right, scanning every single piece of he spooky scenery thouroughly until I was sure nothing was there. Our steps were silent and slow, not alarming any birds that we were here, because that would blow our cover.Thank god we were wearing dark clothes like Moody told us too, he does talk some sense... sometimes. I was wearing this:[polyvore]
We didn't need to crouch down lower like any of the others would, because Ginny and I were probably the smallest people out of the Weasley's and Harry, so the barley towered right over us, which was an advantage in our current position. Everything was deadly silent so even the tiniest hoot of an owl scared the living day lights out of us, but it only happened occasionally, so that made it even more scary.

We had been patrolling around the perimeter of the house and the forest for about forty-five minutes and it was getting so dark we could hardly see each other. I then heard a sharp snap of a twig behind us, I sucked in my breath and spun around on the spot, Ginny following a split second after. It took a few moments to figure out what was going on, but I soon realized we had come face-to-face with three monsterous Deatheater's. All of them shot cruel curses and hexes at us, however we blocked each and every one with ease, throwing in some of our own disarming and stunning spells too. It took us just two minutes to defeat these Deatheater's, this is one of the times I'm grateful that Snape taught me this stuff.

"See! The youngest ones always win!" I whisper/yelled, high fiving Ginny in the process.

"The guys must be getting closer to home, otherwise the Deatheater's wouldn't come here." Ginny concluded and I nodded, knowing there would be more of them coming very soon.

"We should keep going, don't want to get caught now do we?" I asked, setting off with Ginny in a different direction, our wands at the ready and our senses on over drive. It wasn't long until we were met by another set of Deatheater's that came charging at us, head on. Good thing we were prepared this time and were able to fight back just as quickly as they attacked, Ginny and I make a good team. But this lot weren't going to give up that easily, since there were four of them this time we had two each, me taking the more vicious ones because I don't want Ginny to get hurt. We were outnumbered and the probability of us winning wasn't very big, but the best we could do was to try and succeed.

"Stupefy!" Ginny and I yelled at the same time, blasting the remaining two Deatheater's about thirty meters away from us, stunning them instantly. We had a few scrapes and bruises, nothing too serious, it did sting a little though.

"You alright?" I asked quietly, wiping the blood from my mouth as my lip got cut. I only had a cut lip and a scraped leg, and Ginny had a small nose bleed and a bruised arm, so it wasn't too bad. Not as bad as the headache those Deatheater's are going to have tomorrow. You never mess with me in a duel, bad things will happen to you.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Yo-" Ginny got cut off by a bright blue light bursting out before us. A patronus. Mrs Weasley's patronus, the protective lioness (A/N: made it up, couldn't find her real one.) leaped towards us, it's furry coat shimmering a blinding silver.We both immediately stopped what we were doing, and stared that the animal, squinting as our eyes were not use to this sort of light.

"Harry and Hagrid have made it back safely. You can both come home now, you've done brilliantly." Mrs Weasley's reassuring voice rang out of the creature before it slowly faded away into thin air. We were about half a mile away from the house, so our only option was to run back. The two of us bounded from our current place and sprinted towards the massive building that was the Burrow. We were very fast runners so we got back in less than five minutes, and there we found Harry and Hagrid, both unharmed and safe. I tackled Harry in a hug which he returned almost instantly, laughing at how I jumped on him.

"Thank god you're safe! I've missed you so much!" I squealed, still holding onto Harry like my life depended on it. But I had to let go so Ginny could give him a hug, this happy reunion was soon soured when a sharp crack boomed next to me, it was Remus, half carrying an unconsious George! It was too dark so I couldn't see what had happened to him, but nevertheless I took one of his limp arms and put it around my neck, supporting him with my other arm so he wouldn't fall. We lugged him into the house and laid him down on the sofa, and that's the first time I saw his injuries. There was blood dripping down the side of his face and down his neck, he was a deathly pale colour and felt freezing cold. The worst thing was the gaping whole where his right ear used to be.

"Oh my boy." Mrs Weasley gasped when she saw Remus and I carrying him in. She got a bowl of water and a cloth before cleaning the wound of blood.

"How did this happen?!" I demanded, horrified at what had happened to George, who had became an older brother to me, of course I was going to be angry. I looked over at George who was starting to stir.

"Snape shot a sectumsempra curse at him, George tried to dodge it but his ear got hit." Remus explained solemly, but before I could say anything else, Remus grabbed Harry and I by out shirts and rammed us roughly against a wall, his wand pointed at us both, a fierce look struck his face.

"What're ye doin?!" Hagrid bellowed from the doorway, his glare narrowing at Remus.

"The first time Harry Potter came to my office, what creature was sat in the corner?!" Remus hissed at Harry who was looking at Remus like he was crazy.

"Are you mad!" He shouted and Remus' grip only tightened on him.

"WHAT CREATURE?!" Lupin demanded, making my ears hurt, wow he can shout.

"A Grindylow!" Harry choked out and Lupin released him, but then turned to me.

"What were the first words I ever spoke to Amelia Potter?!" He snarled and I cringed.

"You said you didn't have time to explain, but you would once I was safe." I replied calmly and his death grip loosened, letting me breathe properly again.

"What was that about?" I asked, confused as to why that was neccessary.

"We've been betrayed, I had to make sure you weren't imposters." He informed us, but before anyone could say anything else, Fred and Mr Weasley burst in the room. Their eyes widened and facs paled after seeing George's injuries, Fred rushed to his twin's side.

"How're you feeling, Georgie?" Fred asked quietly and George smiled, like he had just thought of something funny.

"Saint-like." George whispered making a confused look plaster on Fred's face.

"I'm holy Fred, get it." He let out a laugh, pointing at the hole in the side of his head.

"You have the whole wide world of ear related humor before you, and you go for 'I'm holey', that's pathetic." Fred said, rolling his eyes.

"I thought it was clever, what do you think, Amy?" George asked, turning to look at me.

"It was a pretty lame attempt if I say so myself, but I'll let it slide this time." I answered with a breathed laugh. Bill and Fleur then burst in the room, but there was two people missing, Mad-eye and Mundungus.

"Mad-eye's dead." Bill said simply making us all gasp, Moody was dead...