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AND NOW, TODAY WAS THE DAY OF BILL AND FLEUR'S WEDDING.
you help mr. weasley lift the tent along with the others.
bu you all stop as the minister of magic approaches.
"bloody hell. what's the minister of magic doing here?" george questions.
you, ron, harry and hermione all stand by the minister inside.
"to what do we owe the pleasure, minister?"
"i think we both know the answer to that question, mr. potter"
you purse your lips as you all sit down.
the minister places something on the table.
"and this is..?"
the minister takes out a letter, it flies up and unfolds itself.
" 'herein is set forth the last will and testament of albus percival wulfric brian dumbledore. first, to ronald bilius weasley.. i leave my deluminator.. a device of my own making.. in the hope that when things seem most dark, it will show him the light' "
the minister hands ron the device, "dumbledore left this for me?"
"yeah"
"brilliant. what is it?"
the minister just stays silent.
ron opens the top up and it collects the light from the lights in the room.
it closes.
ron opens it again and the lights go back.
"wicked"
" 'to hermione jean granger.. i leave my copy of the tales of beedle the bard.. in the hope that she find it entertaining and instructive' "
he hands hermione a small book.
"mum used to read me those" ron says, " 'the wizard and the hopping pot' 'babbity rappity and the cackling stump' " he laughs nostalgically.
"come on, babbity rappity. no?"
you shake your head.
"to [name] [middle name] toga... i leave my hand-made cat teddy, in hopes it will leave you with some company"
you tear up slightly as the minister hands you a carefully knitted cat teddy. it looked identical to himiko.
you sit the teddy on your lap, rubbing your eyes.
"to harry james potter.. i leave the snitch he caught in his first quidditch match at hogwarts.. as a reminder of the rewards of perseverance.. and skill" he hands the snitch to harry, you squint your eyes slightly.
"is that it, then?"
"not quite. dumbledore left you a second bequest: the sword of godric gryffindor. unfortunately, the sword of gryffindor was not dumbledore's to give away.as an important historical artifact, it belongs-"
"to harry" hermione interrupts.
"it belongs to harry. it came to him when he most needed it in the chamber of secrets"
"the sword may present itself to any worthy gryffindor, miss granger. that does not make it that wizard's property. and, in any event, the current whereabouts of the sword are unknown"
"excuse me?"
"the sword is missing"
you furrow your eyebrows.
"i don't know what you're up to, mr. potter.. but you can't fight this war on your own. he's too strong"
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YOU CLAP FOR BILL AND FLEUR AS FOLK MUSIC PLAYS FOR THEIR DANCE.
you smile and chat with hermione, talking about anything random. hermione was dressed in a nice red dress, yours was similar except black.
but everyone gasps as a bright blue light shoots through, stopping in the middle of the area.
"the ministry has fallen" the orb speaks, "the minister of magic is dead"
you furrow your eyebrows.
"they are coming. they are coming" it whispers, the light disappears and everyone starts to panic.
everyone shrieks as the next second, multiple death eaters appear and start attacking everyone.
you, hermione and ron run together, harry tries to go for ginny but lupin pushes him back to you three.
the second harry touches you, you all apparate.
right in front of a bus.
you step back right on time, breathing out.
you all push through the busy streets.
"where are we?" ron questions.
"shaftesbury avenue. i used to come to the theater here with mum and dad. i don't know why i thought of it. just popped into my head. this way"
she guides you through the people and into an alley.
"we need to change" she says, pulling open a bag.
she shoves her arm in, you blink. the bag was definitely smaller than her arm, and yet her arm was all the way in.
"how the ruddy..?"
"undetectable extension charm"
she hands ron and harry some clothes.
"amazing, you are"
"always the tone of surprise"
hermione adjusts the bag a bit and a big wave if thuds are heard.
"ah. that'll be the books"
hermione then hands you a simple tank top, jacket and jeans. you pout slightly,
so not cute..
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date posted ; 10/05/22
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