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The Burrow Breached
[POST- HBP] After Bill and Fleur's wedding, Mr and Mrs Weasley leave to help them settle in, leaving Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione alone at the Burrow. But something goes wrong, and they are set on the road for the adventure of a lifetime. R/R
Together and Apart
"YOU LEAVE MY MISSION OUT OF THIS, HERMIONE!" Harry yelled, furious. "FINE!" Hermione screamed back. "FINE! BUT DON'T EXPECT ME TO HELP YOU WHEN YOU NEED IT!" "I WON'T!"
The New Spy
"It seemed that every night, Harry went to sleep with more problems"
"I'm running away," Harry said quietly. He had already decided on this a few days ago. "Anyone who wants to come with me can, but you don't have to." "We're coming," said Ron at once.
Harry was just about to walk out the front door when Aunt Petunia caught his arm. "Good luck."
not very good chapter~sorry. yes. the gang go to WWW (weasleys wizard wheezes), and the adults look for them
Harry said cheerfully, "Three Horcruxes down, three to go."
this chapter was originally going to be much longer, but i split it into 2 chapters, and the next part will be up soon, maybe tomorrow or day after
it is a chapter. about mundungus fletcher. are you surprised yet?
Harry and Hermione were sitting by the fire.
Birthday Surprises Again
Hermione said, her eyes pleading with him. Harry was left more unsure than ever. “I… I…” Harry began uncertainly. He hated being put under pressure like this. But someone had to decide, and everyone was looking to him.
bad htings. nuff said
The battle was coming. The battle where the world as they knew it would be changed forever. One short moment, and it would all be over – for better or for worse
Interpretations of the Truth
"That is the truth. It's just been reworded so it won't upset Daddy" Luna had a very interestion interpretation of the word 'truth'.
please dont delete it again! WHAT AM I DOING WRONG???????
Lord Voldemort's Council
The blind terror had left Harry, and hot anger was pulsing through his veins. He crouched down and began to whisper in Parseltongue. “Come... come here... Nagini... come over here... come to me...”
another filler chapter from the queeen of such things
The End of the World
Sensing danger, Harry stepped quickly between them. This was not a good place for a scene, and he didn’t want to think of the kind of trouble there was sure to be if Ron caused the Junior Assistant to the Minister to spend the next day burping slugs. “Move it, Potter!” Percy snarled, shoving Harry hard. BANG!
Having a private conversation at the Ministy of Magic is a risky business
Another Grand Adventure
“Where’re the others, then?”
Until the End
“Something is wrong,” he said abruptly. Harry stood up at once.
Layers of Deceit
Voldemort raised his wand. “Goodbye, Harry Potter. AVADA KEDAVRA!”
Ginny climbed the cool, dark marble staircase to the boys dormitory and knocked gently on the door. There was no answer. Ginny opened the door and saw Harry sitting on the windowsill, broomstick in hand, halfway through climbing out the open window
“What’s happening?” Ginny squeaked. Her voice sounded a thousand miles away and strangely muffled, as though she was speaking into a pillow. Harry could feel her quick breath on his neck, feel her fingers dig in, clutching his arm, trembling, but couldn’t see her, couldn’t smell her...did he even hear her speak, or did he imagine it? He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think... claustrophobia was pressing in... a mad urge to scream was rising...
A Nasty Surprise and a New Journey
They stepped around the corner to see Borgin and Burkes and Harry’s heart sank. Clustered around the shop was a small horde of disreputable-looking witches and wizards buzzing with shocked whispers.
In the distance, the Moskenstrom mountains rose, cold and snow-capped, above the mist, while the narrow pass drew swiftly nearer. Ginny uttered a frightened squeak as the canoe struck an underlying tree and ricocheted off, spinning and swaying alarmingly. But they all saw it at the same time.
The Witching Hour
“Shh!” Luna hissed. “Stop shouting! It’s the witching hour!”
A Little Discretion
‘I hate flying,’ said Hermione in a disgruntled tone. ‘If we were meant to fly we would have been born with wings.’
Ginny raised her foot to step into the ring but Luna seized her wrist and yanked her back with a gasp of alarm.
Days of Milk and Honey
Attack of the Shadowcrawler
Harry heard the footsteps quicken their pace, approach, as if they were trying to hear what was being said, drawing unpleasantly near behind his back. Then a twig snapped with a loud crack.
He was alone, it was dark, so dark and cold. But was he alone?
‘My - my scar...’ Harry sat up, spitting out a mouthful of the stale-tasting water. The pain was gone as quickly as it had come.
The Keeping Place
‘RON, GET DOWN!’ Harry roared, diving at him and tackling him into the water as over their heads a nightmare blotted out even the eerie green light.
Harry was feet from Ron now, and his smile faltered. Something was very wrong.
Grimmauld Place Again
The battered, peeling front door of number twelve, Grimmauld Place loomed out of the darkness of the very early morning. They climbed the stairs with an air of exhausted exhilaration and, not bothering with a subtle approach, rang the doorbell.
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