Childhood\'s End

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wants to claim the storyline for her own, I’ll give it to her. Please don’t
archive this elsewhere without my permission.

"Professor Binns, may I borrow Mr. Weasley, Miss
Granger, and Mr. Potter?" asked McGonagall.

The professor stopped his droning and looked up.
"Sorruot;uot;

"I need to see Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger and Mr.
Potter."

"Run along then you three”

And within a second, he was back into his lecture. Harry,
Ron and Hermione were all exchanging looks. When they got out into the hall,
they were met by Ginny who was looking worried.

"What\'s going on Professor?" askeasked of her.

"Dumbledore would like to see you all" was all the
answer they could get from her.

Several minutes passed in silence as they walked through the
winding corridors to the headmaster\'s office.

“Jelly slugs.”

The gargoyle sprang to life and all five stepped onto the
moving stairs. McGonagall entered the office, followed by the other four.

“Please, sit down,” requested Dumbledore. After all had a
seat he continued, “It seems that Voldemort has conducted another attack.”
Hermione tensed immediately. “In light of the circumstances, I will be sending
you, Ron and Ginny to headquarters until tim time that your father can join
you. I do not wish to cause a panic, but the Burrow was attacked early this
morning and at this point your mother is still missing.”

Ron had jumped out of his chair. Dumbledore held up a hand
to stop him. “We are working tirelessly to find her.”

“Yeah!? What about Snape!? Why didn’t he tell you they were
going to attack?” Ron yelled immediately.

Snape slid out of the shadows behind them. “Unfortunately
Mr. Weasley, the Dark Lord did not give me knowledge of this particular
attack.”

Dumbledore jumped into the conversation quickly to stop an
argument. “I would like to get you to your father as soon as possible, you’ll
take this port key. You will both be excused from end of term exams. Mr. Potter
and Miss Granger will be joining you at the end of the week when term ends. Now
off you go.”

Harry and Hermione where excused from classes until after lunch
and took the time to speculate the wherabouts of Molly Weasley.

“They’ll probably hold her captive,” Harry thought out loud.
“Ask for ransom or something like that”

“Harry, don’t be thick, you know that if Malfoy got hold of
her….” Hermione didn’t want to think of what might have happened to her at the
hands of Malfoy.

“He said there was nothing left of the Burrow, what if she’s
dead and just buried in the rubble. And where are they going to live?”

 o:p>

“At headquarters I should guess. Where else would they go?
It isn’t like there aren’t enough spaoomsooms. I don’t image Mr. Weasley would
want to go back to the Burrow without Mrs. Weasley.”

Harry’s eyes always showed his emotions and Hermione
realized too late what she had said. Instead of Kreacher hoarding the Black
family heirlooms, you were likely to find several of them stashed in Harry’s
trunk. It still bothered him greatly when he was at 12 Grimmauld Place. She
knew he still had the nightmares.

After what seemed like years, the end of the week arrived
with the Hogwarts Express ready to take the students home. While Harry and
Hermione were looking forward to being back with Ron and all the Weasleys,
everyone have been growing more and more concerned the longer Molly Weasley was
missing.