The Burrow- Order of the Phoenix Headquarters

George: "Do you attract Death Eaters or something?"

I looked outside. I could feel the protective enchantments being lifted, most likely by Voldemort. I moved over to the door and twisted the door knob.

Tonks: I glared at George. "Very funny...." I muttered, feeling the protective enchantments lifting. "Maybe I should go get Remus and Kingsley...." I muttered. "We'll probably want more help,"

George: "Yeah, they won't want to miss this one.... If only we had something like the Death Eaters and their dark marks...."

Tonks: "I know where they are," I informed him, before Disapparating.

Charlie: "Should we all go out, then?" I asked.

George: "No, we should all go out one by one so it is much easier for the Death Eaters to pick us off."

Fleur: I took out my wand, and hit George on the head with it once again. "Stop talking like zat!"

Hermione: I looked at Harry. "What are you doing?" I asked.

George: "Ow! Don't do zat!"

I looked at Hermione, "Nothing..."

Fleur: I glared at him, and whacked him again.

Hermione: "I'm so sure,"

Ron: I walked over to Harry and Hermione. "She's rarely wrong, mate...."

George: "Honestly! Stop doing zat! That's a lethal weapon!"

I looked at both Ron and Hermione, "We have to end this."

Hermione: "You're not going to go out there alone, Harry," I told him, folding my arms.

Fleur: "I will 'it you again if you do not stop!"

"There was a reason Dumbledore had me tell you both about the Horcruxes."

George: I rolled my eyes, "How about you go hit U-No-Poo over the head with the wand."

Ron: "Maybe there was, but I'm sure that it wasn't so you could go commit suicide by maniacal dark wizard,"

Fleur: I narrowed my eyes more. "I am sure you think zat is funny, but zis isn't ze moment for humor!"

George: "You're right," I said, somber, "What was I thinking? Being funny when all the Death Eaters are about to die. Definitely not something to laugh about. Because we don't need more casualties in this war."

I frowned, "He'll leave."

Fleur: "You seem sure of yourself..."

Hermione: "I think we'd rather have you around than have a dictator who will probably kill us all eventually,"

"Having me around isn't necessarily going to change that."

George: "Oh, I am."

Ron: "It'll increase our chances of it not happening,"

Fleur: "None of us are invincible," I told him, folding my arms.

I shook my head, "I'm not going to change anything. It's all luck."

George: "Oh. All of you aren't. Me, on the other hand...."

Yaxley: "Come out, come out where ever you are..." I muttered under my breath.

Hermione: "Don't make me use a body-bind hex on you, and lock you in an upstairs room," I warned.

Fleur: I rolled my eyes.

I glared at her, "You wouldn't."

Hermione: "Try me,"

I sighed.

Charlie: "Let's go,"

George: I stood up and walked over to the door and drew my wand.

I nodded.

Hermione: I drew my wand and sighed, this wasn't going to be easy.

Fleur: I walked closer to the door.

Charlie: I stood next to George, wand out.

Ginny: I sighed and pulled my wand out.

Molly: I pulled out my wand.

Ron: I shook my head and drew my wand.

Tonks: I Apparated back to the Burrow.

Kingsley: I also Apparated to the Burrow.

I drew my wand (on a piece of paper ).

Lupin: I apparated into the burrow.

George: I took a deep breath and grinned.

I opened the door....

Yaxley: I fired a spell that was aimed right above their heads. It hit it's mark.

Avery: I started casting spells as soon as Yaxley did.

Mulciber: I joined in gleefully casting spells at everything in sight.

Rookwood: I hesitated, waiting for orders.

Dolohov: I grinned and aimed to kill.

Draco: A knot formed in my stomach and I watched the jets of light shooting everywhere.

L. Voldemort: "Stop!" I hissed, my voice projecting across the wide open space.

Avery: I stopped firing spells and looked at the Dark Lord.

Mulciber: I frowned and dejectedly stopped casting spells.

Rookwood: I grinned. All the others had disobeyed orders..... Orders that had been given months ago.

Yaxley: I sighed and stopped, looking impatiently at the Dark Lord.

Dolohov: I frowned, I had been so close to killing. I stopped firing and looked at the Dark Lord.

Draco: I sighed in relief.