A/n: I'm sorry it's been so long! I went on vacation for a few days, and I didn't have Wifi at my hotel, and when I left this chapter wasn't finished. So, when I came back I had to finish it… but I didn't, because two days later I went on another vacation, and I was still jet lagged from the first one! So, I finished this chapter while I was at the beach. Please forgive me for the long wait!

If it makes you forgive me faster, I can tell you that this chapter is SUPER long and filled with drama and fighting!

Disclaimer: -insert sigh here- I wish I owned the world of Harry Potter, but that belongs to J.k Rowling.

Everyone was waiting on Neville. All the Weasleys, including Harry, more than a few trusted Aurors, and Minister Shacklebolt. It was 10:30pm, and Neville was an hour and a half late. Everyone was waiting for him at The Burrow, but he didn't seem to be coming. They understood if he was ten or twenty minutes late, but an hour and a half is a long time, even for Neville. They were getting worried.

"I guess we should just start without him," Harry said with a sigh.

Mr. Weasley looked toward the door once more before beginning to explain the plan that he, Charlie and Bill had created. He explained how they would arrive at Quaker forrest at 11pm, and would make sure to spread themselves out and get as close to the center of the forrest without being able to be seen. Everyone would also have a partner who they would stick to like glue.

"And the partners are as fallowed: Ginny and Kingsl- sorry, Minister Shacklebolt, Bill and Charlie, Percy and Auror Audrey Smith, George and Ron-"

Everyone turned their heads toward George, who had let out a small groan.

"Is everything okay, George?" Mr. Weasley asked, looking suspiciously at George.

"Flippin' freaking' dandy," George grunted through gritted teeth. He looked angry, angrier than anyone had ever seen him. His arms were crossed tightly over his chest and his eyes were openly glaring toward Ron.

Ron looked like he was going to throw up.

"Umm, moving on… Harry will be with Auror Mandy McNillon, and I will be with Auror Duncan Richards." Mr. Weasley looked up and saw that everyone was with their partners, except for Auror Hannah Abbot, who would have been Neville's partner. "Hannah, you can join Ginny and Kingsl- sorry again, Minister Shacklebolt."

Hannah smiled sweetly at Mr. Weasley, then walked over towards Ginny and Kingsley.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had only agreed to let Ginny go if she was partnered with the most capable wizard in their group. They didn't want it to be Harry, in case of any distractions, or Ron, in case of any loud bickering, which left Kingsley, who was more than capable. Also, adding an Auror to their group made Ginny even more protected, which made Mr. and Mrs. Weasley feel better for letting her go out into a huge fight.

Mr. Weasley looked toward the door once more, hoping to see Neville rush in and start explaining why he was late, but he didn't rush through the door. "I guess we should get going. Everyone will side-along apparate with their partner, so get going."

With a loud crack, all thirteen people apparated to Quaker Forrest.

XxXxXx

Ron and George touched down on the dirt-and-leaves forrest floor of Quaker Forrest after a few seconds of the violent twisting feeling of apparation. Ron pulled out his wand and did the Point Me spell, and his wand wizen around in his hand and pointed north. Ron started walking away from George and toward north.

"Still walking away, I see," George exclaimed, turning towards Ron, whose back was still turned toward George.

Ron stopped walking and turned around slowly to face George. "I never walked away from you!

"Was it just words to you when you said that we'd stick together, even in the rough times?"

"No, it wasn't. It wasn't you who I was running away from, either."

"Then who was it?"

"Everyone. All the talk about Hermione, all the looks of pity everyone gave me. It was torture."

"You act like I never went through that, like I don't know how that feels. When Fred died, everyone looked at me like some sort of fragile piece of glass that would break if anyone mentioned Fred. It was crazy, but I didn't run away. I stayed, because we promised to stick together, but you obviously forgot about that. You left me, when you promised you wouldn't."

"I made that promise before Hermione got kidnapped."

"So you just made the promise so I wouldn't kill myself?"

"Well, I didn't exactly want you to commit suicide! I would've said anything to stop you from putting that rope around your neck!" Ron exclaimed. He was talking louder than he would have liked, and suspected that the partners who were closest to the two brothers had heard him yelll at George.

George stared at Ron for what felt like years, but it could have only been seconds. The silence between the boys was louder than words. "So it was just words to you?" George asked, his voice dangerously quiet.

"Of coarse not. You're my brother, I'll stick through thick and thin, even when you don't want me around, I'll be there until the end."

"But you weren't! Plus, you didn't just leave me, you left Harry. He thought he lost both of his best friends in the same month, and you didn't even care. You just walked out on everyone!"

"I was planning on coming back. I wasn't just going to pick up and leave forever," Ron replied, looking down at his shoes and feeling even more guilty.

"We. didn't. know. that. You just walked out after talking to Harry, scaring him half-to-death, without a word to anyone! You couldn't send an owl? Or a Patronus? Was that too hard for you to do?"

Ron didn't answer. He kept looking down at his shoes, feeling guiltier with every word that George said. He didn't send an owl or patronus because he didn't want to talk to anyone. He didn't talk at all when he ran away, and he was surprised that his voice still worked when he barged into The Burrow yelling about the fight at Diagon Alley.

Before George could say anything else, they heard a loud crack. George and Ron whipped their heads around toward the location that the crack had come from, and they knew it was the sound of Death Eaters apparating to the center of the forest. There were more cracks as more Death Eaters apparated to the forest, and George looked down at his watch, seeing that the time was 12:01am.

"Time to go." George said in his usual monotoned voice that everyone had gotten used to hearing from him. Ever since Fred died, George didn't have the spark in his voice that he used to have. George quickly used the Point me spell and started walking in the direction the wand pointed towards, leaving Ron behind him.

Ron sighed, still looking down at his feet, and fallowed George toward the center of the forest, toward the Death Eater's meeting.

XxXx

Percy and Auror Audrey Smith touched the solid forest floor at Quaker Forest. They were there for about two seconds when the duo realized that they were still holding hands from the side-along apparation, and Percy quickly pulled his hand away from Audrey's and put it in his pocket to grab his wand, while Audrey blushed slightly and pulled her hand up to push her hair behind her ears.

Percy did the Point Me spell with his wand, and started walking toward the middle of the forest, and toward the Death Eater meeting place.

"Where do you think you're going?" Audrey asked, throwing Percy a 'What-Do-You-Think-You're-Doing' look.

"Going to the meeting place…" Percy replied slowly while he kept walking away.

"Oh no, you're not! You have to wait until after the Death Eaters arrive, or else they will kill you the second the apparate in and see you."

Percy stopped short and looked down at his shoes, blushing slightly because of his stupid mistake.

"You're not very experienced, are you?"

"I have little to no experience with dueling and such," Percy answered, feeling slightly ashamed because of how Audrey probably trained for years to be an Auror, yet alone being aloud to come on a mission as personal as the one they were on now, and all Percy had to do was be a Weasley.

"Well, lucky for you, I have lots of experience."

"How can that be that lucky for me? You will not be fighting for me…" Percy said with a sigh as he turned back around towards Audrey.

"We have orders to stick to each other like glue, so I'll protect you." she replied with a small smile.

"Thank you," Percy replied, looking into Audrey's deep brown eyes while she looked into Percy's bright blue eyes. They looked into each other's eyes for a few seconds before breaking eye contact with a small blush on both of their cheeks.

"So," Audrey said after a few moments of awkward silence, "if you're not an Auror, but you're a Weasley, you must work behind a desk at the Ministry, right?"

"Yes, I am the Minister's assistant," Percy answered with a proud voice. Percy was very pleased with being the assistant to Minister Shacklebolt and never gave up and opportunity to boast about it.

"Oh," Audrey said, dragging out the 'O,' "so you're a Ministry-boy."

"Pardon? A… Ministry-boy?"

"Yeah, a Ministry-Boy. Ya' know, someone who obsesses over his Ministry desk job, worships the ground the Minister walks on… the kind of guy who would say that the Minister was right if he said that it was raining Hippos because there was no more water left in the world."

Percy quickly turned his head away from Audrey, so that he wasn't looking at her anymore. He was still guilty for choosing the Ministry over his family, even though the Weasleys had forgiven him long ago. Percy felt so horrible for making his family go through so much pain because of his obsession with the Minister.

"I am not that kind of man anymore." Percy said in a dangerously low voice.

"I'm sorry," Audrey immediately said, realizing quickly that she touched a nerve accidentally, "I only meant it as a joke. I didn't think it would bring up some sort of bad memory…"

"It is fine." Percy said, his voice turning back to normal as he looked up toward Audrey and sent her a smile.

"Wanna talk about it?" She asked as she sat down on a log and tapped to spot next to her, inviting Percy to sit next to her. Audrey loved helping people with their problems, and she wasn't to bad with giving advice either. She was a good listener too, and she knew that sometimes people just needed someone to listen to them.

Percy looked over at Audrey, who was looking up at him with a huge smile. No one had ever asked for his side of the story, or for him to explain himself. He didn't really mind much though, his side of the story also made him the bad guy, but it was still nice to have someone who actually wanted to listen to him. Percy smiled at Audrey, then sat down next to her.

"During the war, I got a job at the Ministry. It was not the best job, but I was proud of it, and so were my parents. Then, I got promoted and I was closer to the Minister, which was what I always wanted. It was great, until the Minister started insulting my family and Harry. At first, I did not believe anything he said, but I still did not stand up for my family. My job was more important to me than my family was, and I am not proud of that. The Minister kept saying such mean things about my family, and as time progressed, I started to believe him. So, I ended up getting into fights with my parents about if the Order was really the right thing to be involved in, or if they should really be helping Harry, of if Dumbledore was actually trustworthy and wise. I turned my back on my family and left them, I moved out, got a flat, and never talked to them.

"Then, the Battle at Hogwarts started. I heard about it while I was at the Ministry. I was sitting at my desk, and I heard the Minister talking to someone in his office. He was talking about how Voldemort would never lose, and how he will finally have power, and the whole Wizarding World will be pure once more. It was then when I realized the error of my ways, and how much of an idiot I was for choosing a stupid job over my family. I ran out of the Ministry and into Hogsmead, then straight into Hogwarts, where I found my family and explained myself. They forgave me instantly, like the amazing people they were, and we all fought alongside each other. It was great for the few minutes that it lasted, until my brother died, right in front of me. I left him, and everyone else, and before I got to know him again, he dies. What was even worse, was that I could have saved him."

"How could you have saved him? He was killed my a killing curse," Audrey interrupted.

"I could have jumped in front of him, 'taken the bullet for him,' as some muggles say," Percy replied, looking down at his lap.

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