Bad Romance

The Weasley's

-From your POV-

I knew that I had to explain to Violet all that had happened as soon as I could, but right now, we had no time. He was a wild card, a smart yet evil wild card, so I needed to figure out what he was playing at and how to stop it for Violet and Albus' sake. Though I personally did not know him, he did raise a fair point about me being against the slaying of his parents yet doing nothing to stop, prevent, or condemn the situation. And for that, the least I could do is protect him in the way that I know Ginny and Harry would've.

The three of us were trekking through the woods, the two kids following my lead. About 20 minutes in, Violet broke the silence. "You do know where we're going, right?" Violet whined out. I raised up my hand to silence her.

"Shh, wait a minute." I say as I look around.

"We're lost, aren't we?" she continues. She lets out an irritated sigh before complaining again. "I've had the absolute worst day and now to top it all off, we're lost in the middle of no-" before she can even continue complaining (which reminded me so much of Draco at that age), the forest was alive and humming with the sound of drexel wings as hundreds of them formed over our heads. Albus and Violet were confused, but I smiled as I recognized the friendly gesture of these winged-beauties. I turned to them as one of the drexels perched on my hand.

"These, children, are drexels." I say as they watch silently with wide eyes. "They are essentially small dragons that nest in trees and eat fibrous foods, but instead of breathing just fire, with the right charms you can control them to exhale any gas or potion you want. It takes some practice, but eventually you'll get the hang of it." I say. I turn around and think of something that could be useful right now and lightly flick my wand, sending the swarm of drexels into a light frenzy, blowing this bright white gas all over the place.

"What is that??" Violet asks.

"Clarity gas." I say calmly. "It acts as a compass that safely leads you out to whatever destination you have in mind." I say as the trees begin to appear transparent and a white path appears on the ground. I begin following it, the kids following behind me, when I hear Albus' voice.

"What destination did you have in mind?" he asks.

"The only place where I might stand a chance on the rebound." I say as I take in a deep breath, knowing the challenge ahead of me.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"What in your proper mind makes you think you're welcome here??"

"Fred, I know I'm not." I begin to reason with him. "Trust me- I wouldn't have ever showed my face here, but for the sake of Albus and Violet, assistance is what I could use right now." I explain.

I had been friends with George and Fred all the way until Violet was born, shortly before Ginny died; once rumors had begun that T- Lord Voldemort, was responsible for it, I became shunned and outcast by many people who I once got along with; I wasn't sour about it, however. I completely understood and they had every reason to be upset with me. Especially the Weasley family.

"And why should we trust you? It's not like you have the best reputation for being trustworthy, Y/n, so you'll have to forgive us for being apprehensive." George chimes in. I let out a soft sigh.

"Because I'm going to kill him. I'm going to destroy him with my bare hands because if I don't, there's no doubt in my mind he will not only kill me, but Violet as well and without a doubt, Albus. And the fact that you're clearly going to help Albus and have been deemed blood-traitors by his followers, he'll kill you as well." I explain.

"You expect us to believe that you care for the lives of others?" Fred asks skeptically. From behind me, another voice pops up.

"No, you missed the point where she started off her argument with 'if I don't kill him, he'll kill me.' Y/n putting herself first is very much in her element." I turn to see a disgruntled Ron and Hermione. "Hello, Y/n." Ron says harshly.

"Ron, Hermione." I acknowledge. Ron moves his gaze from me to Fred and George, who were standing in the doorway of the Weasley house looking out at the rest of us.

"If she's in her element, she's being legit. No bullshit." Ron tells them. The twins slightly scoff and roll their eyes before stepping to the side so we can all go inside.

The kids, Ron and Hermione, the twins, and I all shuffled into the small kitchen. The rest of them were seated at the table and I stood with my back propped against the wall, arms crossed. Hermione let out a long sigh before breaking the silence and speaking. "So, what is your plan?" she asks. I stand up straight off the wall and look at all of them.

"He's going to stop at nothing, the only way he can be stopped is if the horcruxes are destroyed." I say calmly.

"Horcruxes?" Albus asks. Everyone else was just as confused as him, except Hermione; her jaw slightly fell open and her eyes widened as she realized what I just said.

"HE HAS HORCRUXES??" she shouted. I nod.

"I'm not exactly sure how many, I believe it's around seven. But once they're all destroyed- each and every single one of them- he's dead." I explain.

"You want us to murder him??" Ron asks.

"Great, murder the murderer." Fred pipes up. I roll my eyes.

"Well until anyone else has a better idea, destroying him is the only reasonable and logical- not to mention possible option in my eyes. But none of you will have that blood on your hands, I will destroy the horcruxes." I say.

"Do you even know what the horcruxes are?" Hermione asks. I hesitate at first, but then nod.

"I was dating him when he started collecting them." I confess. George scoffs and throws his head back.

"Oh so he's had what? Like almost a 20 year head start??" he sasses out.

"Listen, I know you all hate me. And you should; the Weasley's, the Malfoy's, the Potter's, everyone has a right to hate me. But right now, all of you have a common want: to stay alive. And that is not going to be possible without me. I hate to break it to you; now, as soon as I destroy this man, then you can witch-hunt me. But for now, are you going to sit around and do fuck-all, or are you going to put it aside for a minute so that way there aren't any more Albus', no more Harry and Ginny's, no more tri-wizard tournaments ruined by him and his damn snakes?" I finish. They all look around at each other silently before Albus breaks it.

"She's got a point." he admits. "He's only going to grow more powerful, the very least we could do is stop him. And her being the only one who knows about his horcruxes, she's our best shot." he explains. They resume their staring contest with each other and then sigh and shake their heads.

"Fine." Ron says begrudgingly. "But as soon as the mission is done, you are never to come back to this house again." he demands. I slightly nod.

"I would not dream of it." I say. I take in a deep breath. "Now, the first thing we are going to need is my books. I've always had a habit of taking photographs and writing things down throughout the years, the only problem is they're at the manor. So I'm going to go alone." I say. Violet sits up some at that last part.

"But-"

"But nothing. Smaug is still outside; I will charm him so that he defends this house and everyone inside of it, so if he comes here Smaug will desolate him, but as far as the manor I'm not putting anyone else at risk by bringing company." I explain.

"If he sees you, he's going to kill you." she protests. I sigh and put one hand on the side of her head.

"My dear, I don't have the time to explain this to you right now, but he's not going to kill me. Not how you all think he is, at least." I say, knowing I have horcruxes of my own. I give her a light kiss on the forehead as I pull my wand out and head for the exit. I turn back to face them all before I leave. "As forewarning, do not let anyone in or out of this house from here on out; what will happen, you ask? They will become human sized barbecue." I say before I turn and leave the house, charming Smaug outside before I turn back into a dragon myself and flee.