Chapter 18

Previously…

Harry quickly surveyed the scene and then he saw her, lying on the floor in one of the food tents. He sprinted over to her, Ron and Hermione close behind, and bent down lifting up her deathly white body.

"Come on Gin, wake up!" he pleaded but got no reaction. "God Hermione what did you do?!"

Hermione looked guiltily at Harry whilst Ron looked at her with a very angry look on his face. "You did this to her?!" he shouted incredulously.

"Well… I err..." she spluttered nervously whilst Harry, still cradling her body in his arm, pulled out his wand. "Yes I did but I had good reason too. Harry she was going to tell you she loved you! It was just a sleeping spell, please don't be mad at me!" she said as tears started to form in her eyes.

Choosing to ignore her Harry pointed his wand at Ginny's chest, "Enervate,"he said and there was a brief pause before Ginny opened her eyes slowly. "Harry?" she mumbled seeing his face directly above hers. "What's going on? I don't feel so good."

"It's ok," He reassured her. "I'm going to get you inside and into bed." Putting his wand back into his suit he put his other arm around the still dazed Ginny and picked her up. He shot Hermione daggers and she started to sob and apologise causing Ron put a comforting arm around her which earned him a disapproving look from Harry. At this point Tonks had turned up to see what was going on and she looked at Harry and Ginny with an unreadable expression on her face. Dumbledore and the others were surveying the damage and taking care of the casualties and Harry vaguely heard Mad-Eye Moody shouting at Kingsley for almost getting them both killed but Kingsley insisted he didn't remember that happening. Luckily no one was seriously injured but a few guests, including Tonks' parents were a little shook up and needed calming down.

"Don't leave me Harry." Ginny pleaded clutching Harry tightly around the neck.

"I'm not going anywhere." He replied gently. Upon hearing this Tonks' unreadable expression cracked and she broke down into tears and ran inside the house without a word. Harry was confused as to why she was upset but right now he knew he needed to get Ginny upstairs so he did. When he entered her room he realised that this was the first time he had actually ever seen it. The room was painted lilac with flowers stencilled on the walls that moved around randomly. There was a matching wooden bed, wardrobe and desk which although weren't terribly new were in very good condition. Although it was quite clearly a girls room it wasn't overly girly, a fact which Harry liked. On the desk was also a vanity mirror and several photographs, one of her mum and dad posing in Egypt, one of her and her brothers in which Fred and George were clearly throwing things at Ron to try and distract him. At this point the Ginny in the picture turned around with her trademark glare and Fred and George stopped instantly. Harry chuckled to himself before eyeing the last picture, a picture of just him. He was flying in the picture, quite fast too with a look of determination on his face, and unable to take his gaze off it he saw his picture self reach his hands out and wrap his fingers around a golden snitch. As soon as he'd caught it he turned his broom around suddenly to roughly were the camera was and a smiled an elated smile. Finally tearing his gaze away he placed Ginny on her bead and she seemed to be coming around. He watched a little bit of colour slowly return to her pale face, which helped alleviate some of his worry. She looked so helpless like this, so fragile but still beautiful and undeserving of all the injuries she suffered because of him. He remembered the last time she had looked this pale, it was his second year when he had found her in the chamber of secrets, she had seemed so lifeless then and Harry couldn't take seeing her that way again. Then there was just last year when she and the others had followed him when he recklessly decided to go to the Ministry of Magic and she had been injured again. People would think it odd the way he had acted upon finding her, bringing her up to her room and not asking for any help, but his instincts had taken over and he had reacted as he would were she his sister, but not quite the same. Afterall, if she were his sister he was pretty sure she wouldn't have the feelings she did for him. Ginny now had her eyes open and turned her head to face Harry who gave her a smile. "How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Slightly better, just drowzy." she yawned. "What happened? The last thing I remember was taking the food out for the wedding."

"Deatheaters arrived just as the wedding was about to start, you must have got hit by a pretty strong stunner." He lied trying to save her any embarrassment but it didn't work.

"You don't need to lie to me Harry," she told him with a mixture of embarassment and sadness. "It was Hermione wasn't it?"

Harry just looked into her eyes and nodded. Ginny opened her mouth to speak but Harry interupted her, "Don't worry about it Gin," he said giving her hand a reasuring squeeze. "Get some rest. Unfortunately the Deatheaters turning up part was true, so I need to make sure everyones alright."

Ginny shot up in shock but Harry made her lie back down. "No one was seriously hurt I don't think so get some rest." He stressed the last few words and Ginny reluctantly nodded probably because she was too tired to argue. "I'll send your mum up to check on you in a bit." With one last smile he got up and headed towards the door. Opening it he heard Ginny say his name.

"Harry?" she asked and he turned to her, noticing she had a tear running down her cheek. "Thank you. You're always saving me."

With a slight smile and more happiness than he felt as he looked upon her forlorn expression and teary eyes he replied, "Someone has to." Then he left. When he exited her room he closed the door and knew, that before he went to find Dumbledore, he needed to find Tonks. Hearing quiet sobs from inside the bathroom he had his next port of call. He didnt even knock before he walked in and surprised Tonks who was sat on the bathroom floor crying into her wedding dress. Harry sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her pulling her to him but she pulled away. "What's up?" he asked somewhat frustratedly which made the situation worse.

"What's up?" she repeated angrily. "What's up is our wedding day has been ruined," she paused for a second as an uncontrollable sob came out. "And the first thing you do is go off with Ginny Weasley, the girl who is in love with you! How do you think that makes me feel?"

"She was bloody unconscious!" he yelled back angrily. At this point Tonks stood up, her hair turning a shade of red Harry could only describe as blood red.

"Only because Hermione had to hex her so she wouldn't ruin our wedding by telling you she loves you! Which by the way I told you she did months ago but you didn't listen!"

Harry stood up now and looked at her straight in the eye. "I couldn't just leave her there. What else was I supposed to do?" He asked her throwing his arms up in the air. Tonks took a few deep breaths to calm herself down and her anger was slowly fading but her tears were coming back.

"It's not what you did Harry. It's what you said."

Harry had never seen so much emotion on her face, she looked heartbroken but he didn't know why so he replied carefully and softly. "What did I say?" Confusion was evident on his face.

"Do you remember when you carried me to the hospital wing after the battle at Howarts?"

"Ofcourse I do, it was two days ago." he replied not knowing where the conversation was going.

"Well the last thing I remember before I lost consciousness is asking you not to leave me and do you know what you said?"

"I told you I wasn't going anywhere." He answered.

"Yes you did and I remember the wat you looked at me when you said it. Even though I knew I was in trouble I knew by the way you looked at me that I was safe, because I could see how much you loved me."

"What's this got to do with Ginny?" He asked irritated.

"It has everything to do with her because you said exactly the same thing and looked at her in exactly the same way!" she shouted.

"I may have said the same thing but I didn't look at her in the same way! I was just worried about her! I'm not in love with her!" Harry walked over to her and attempted to hold her hand but she pulled away again. "What do you want me to say? She's like a sister to me, that's it." Tonks looked anything but convinced.

"I remember the look Harry and it was the same one you gave Ginny. I'm sorry but I don't believe you don't have feelings for her."

"You're joking?" Harry laughed not believing what she was saying. "We should be married right now! Instead we've had a Deatheater attack and you're mad at me for something that isn't even true!"

"Well I'm glad this has happened," she told him angrily. "Because right now I don't think I want to be married to you!" With that she stormed passed him and out of the bathroom leaving a very frustrated and shocked Harry in her wake. It all seemed so unfair to him since he hadn't asked Hermione to hex Ginny and he didn't ask Deatheaters to turn up on his wedding day. Figuring it probably best to let Tonks calm down, he thought it would be a good time to give a hand sorting out all the mess that had been created outside if only to distract himself for a while.

All the guests had portkeyed home on Dumbledore's request just in case there was another attack so all that was left was repairing all the furniture that had been destroyed. Out of pure chance the alter that Harry and Tonks were due to get married on remained undamaged, a fact that brought Harry some happiness. He was still coming to terms with the fact the Burrow had been attacked, he assumed there had been wards in place to stop that from happening. He was snapped out of his thoughts when Fred and George almost hit him with a flying chair they had been magically throwing at eachother. Atleast some people were having fun despite the day's drama, the rest of the Weasley family were still shocked or scared and Ron had been upstairs with Hermione since she got upset. Kingsley Shacklebolt had been standing in the same spot on the edge of the garden for a solid fifteen minutes with a very serious look on his face. 'I guess even Aurors get shaken up now and again' Harry thought to himself. By the time everything was fixed and put away it was six o'clock and Mrs Weasley was calling them in for dinner. Not feeling hungry Harry decided he'd rather be alone in his new thinking spot which was the sofa infront of the fire.

Whilst staring into the flames he couldn't help but get the feeling that something wasn't right. There was something about what had happened that Harry knew he wasn't seeing. His thoughts from earlier came back to him about the wards, after all Dumbledore wasn't stupid, there was no way the Burrow wouldn't be protected in some way which meant the wards had been broken. But by who and how? He knew that if someone had broken the wards then the attack had been planned for today. Also not that many Deatheaters had appeared, well one Deatheater was one too many in his opinion but that was beside the point. They must have been surprised because they didn't even set off the dark mark which showed that they had no idea about the wedding. Harry's thoughts were starting to confuse him and he needed to unravel them all to make sense of them. As he did so his mind revealed to him an unpleasant truth, one which explained what had happened. There was a spy among them. Someone who had been masquerading as an ally but was secretly working against them. Someone had damaged the wards enough, from the inside, to let Deatheaters apparate into the Burrow. Harry hoped he wasn't being naive but he didnt think anyone in the order or who came to the burrow was capable of such deception. He trusted everyone, he knew from experience that they were all loyal to Dumbledore and the fight against Voldemort. However, someone under the imperius curse would be capable. That would explain a lot, if someone was under the imperius curse they wouldnt neccessarily be reporting straight to Voldemort and it would make sense that they wouldn't be able to let whoever was controlling them about the wedding on such short notice. It was at the forefront of Harry's mind and he knew how terribly important it was that they find out who it was but all his thinking had worked up quite an apetite so he went to join everyone for dinner.

The voices from the kitchen could be heard as Harry approached and there was obviously a serious conversation going on. There were only the adults in the kitchen now, Mr and Mrs Weasley, Dumbledore, Tonks, Bill and Charlie. As he entered Tonks barely acknowledged him but he was glad to see they didn't try and hide their conversation from him which made a nice change.

"Are you sure it can wait until morning?" Mrs Weasley asked Dumbledore, her face a picture of worry even before Dumbledores reassuring gaze.

"Im sure it is perfectly acceptable to wait until morning, nothing will happen tonight I assure you. What you need to decide is who will be secret keeper?" Mr and Mrs Weasley looked at eachother both silently asking eachothers opinion on the matter. While they were doing this Harry interupted, "Are you putting the Burrow under the Fidelius charm?" he asked.

Dumbledore turned his attention to Harry and looked at him with a regretful look on his face. "Indeed we are Harry. I only regret we haven't done it sooner, but I am thankful it hasn't cost us any lives to realise our mistake." Turning his attention back to Mr and Mrs Weasle he asked, "So? Who will it be?"

"Arthur will do it." Mrs Weasley stated. They hadn't even said a word to eachother but Mr Weasley didn't look surprised in the slightest, he just nodded in agreement.

"Great!" Dumbledore said cheerily. "We'll do it first thing in the morning." Now that it was settled both Molly and Arthur looked a little more relieved. With a smile on her face Mrs Weasley changed her focus to Harry.

"You must be starving!" she said to him. "Skipping meals it not something you can get away with in my house you know!"

"I am rather hungry." he replied flushing slightly. As he took up a seat at the kitchen table Mrs Weasley placed a plate of food infront of him which she had obviously saved for him and he thanked her. While he was satisfying his hunger he asked Mrs Weasley if Ginny was doing alright at which point Tonks glared at him but he ignored it.

"She's fine dear, just tired. I checked on her before and she was out like a light. I don't know what made her just pass out like that though." Harry just shrugged awkwardly, apparently what actually happened was to be kept quiet. "I just feel for the two of you." she motioned towards Harry and Tonks. "Having your wedding day ruined, it must be so hard." Tonks remained silent and Harry just nodded while he ate. Swallowing his food he looked up at his headmaster.

"We've got a problem Professor," he started. "I think there's someone in the order working for Voldemort under the Imperius curse." Dumbledore's face looked grave and everyone else looked on in disbelief.

"I have that same suspicion." He confirmed however Bill and Charlie objected.

"You actually think someone has been under the imperius curse under our very nose and we haven't realised?" Bill asked incredulously.

"If you are not looking for something then you are not likely to find it." Dumbledore replied wisely.

"It's the only plausible explanation," Harry added. "Unless you think that someone in the order is working for Voldemort of their own accord." Everyone shook their heads at this.

"I'm glad you are of the same opinion as me Harry," Dumbledore told him. "We need to keep our eyes and ears open from now on." Harry nodded. Finishing his food he thanked Mrs Weasley again and realised he should probably go and see Ron and Hermione. He figured he owed Hermione an apology for the way he treated her earlier.

"Well I'm going to go check on Ron and Hermione, I've not spoken to them since before." He was about to leave but Mrs Weasley stopped him.

"Oh Harry, I didn't tell you they've already gone back to Hogwarts." Harry was a little shocked that they had gone without him. "Don't be offended Harry. Hermione was quite upset before, the poor girl, she just needed to feel safe back at Hogwarts and obviously Ron insisted on going with her." She smiled when mentioning Ron's insistance that he go with Hermione. "They would've said bye I'm sure but Kingsley was on his way back to the Ministry and insisted on escorting them back."

That struck Harry as an odd thing. 'Kingsley...'the name reverberated around his skull. Harry stopped dead and his heart beat quickened. The pieces of the puzzle were slotting together and Harry feared the worse. It was Kingsley. It explained his behaviour.

"Dumbledore it's him, it's Kingsley under the Imperius curse!" Everyone looked at him wide-eyed, mouths open in shock. "He wasn't dueling anywhere near his normal standard before, he almost got himself and Moody killed and afterwards he couldn't even remember. Memory loss is a side effect of he Imperius curse. Plus after the battle I saw him on the edge of the Burrow with that serious look on his face. He wasn't shaken up because of what happened, he was trying to fight off the Imperius curse. And why would he offer to escort Ron and Hermione back to Hogwarts so eagerly? He wouldnt!" Mrs Weasley let out a gasp and had to supported by Mr Weasley whereas Dumbledore looked as if his worse nightmare was coming true. Harry continued to follow his thoughts through to conclusion out loud.

"He isn't taking them to Hogwarts, he's taking them to Voldemort!"

AN: Thanks for reading everyone. I know the last few chapters haven't been very long but im getting back into the swing of things and I promise the future ones will be atleast twice as long as this! SINCE I'VE JUST COME BACK TO THIS STORY AFTER A LONG BREAK PLEASE REVIEW!! I WANT YOUR OPINION! THANK YOU!

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