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Our Story Begins
The light side had been forced into hiding. As it was just too dangerous to live out in the open now. They still executed raids and rescue missions, but to keep a low profile was becoming increasingly important.
Plans And Misgivings
The young man raised an eyebrow, and then finally his head to face the opposing Deatheater. "It was meant to be killed by Noon today, those were the specific orders. And if I’m quite right by saying," he cast a reproachful look to the surrounding 3 men, "It’s gone 2 already, the Dark Lord will not be-how should I say it-pleased?".
“No, it’s too dangerous! We can’t afford to lose anymore!” Mrs Weasley’s voice screeched to a new octave. Threatening to shatter the glass windows just as her salty tears threatened to spill over. She had grown up with Felicity Drover, they were best friends throughout Hogwarts. It was now Molly’s seventeenth friend from school to have died.
Don't Worry We Have Shrimps On Our Side
The last twelve days had been extremely hectic ones for the Weasley Head Quarters. Aurors and Rebel wizards and witches alike had been flooding through the doors in aid for the upcoming rescue mission. Desperation to spread word of this new hope movement was vital, and all trusted alliances were welcome.
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