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Chapter 24

Hiding in an alley way for an hour isn’t exactly how I’d recommend anyone spend their free time. Especially when they’re using that hour to think about what they’re brother, best friend, and boyfriend are doing.

I came to a conclusion though. Here it is: They’re doing something dangerous, and it involves Voldemort.

I sat with the Invisibility Cloak over me (Harry had insisted on it, ignoring my attempts to give it back to him) and every single protection spell the four of us knew around me.

I looked up from studying my hands as I heard a voice. Well, I heard a crash as a garbage bin tipped, and then I heard a voice.

“Ginny? Are you there?” I pulled off the cloak and stood up.

“Yes Ron, I’m right here!” with a swish of my wand the protective enchantments were gone.

I ran up to Harry and he opened his arms for me.

“Did you get it?” I asked. He seemed reasonably happier then he had been as he gave me a nod.

I smiled and turned to Hermione, who I realized was holding a sword.

“Is that it?” I asked. Hermione nodded, looking down at the weapon as if she thought it would turn on her.

“Well, should we get going?” I asked. The others looked at one another, clearly having a silent conversation.

“I don’t know, Ginny,” Ron answered finally, “We all know Voldemort hasn’t finished with his plan, and he won’t until he absolutely has to.
That is-”

“-When either I’m dead or he’s dead.” Harry cut in. I bit the inside of my cheek.

“Umm, so….what are we doing?” I asked cautiously. I didn’t like where this was going.

“I think we’re going back to Hogwarts. And we’re going to fight.” Hermione whispered. Not willing my voice to speak, I just nodded once.

“Now?” Ron questioned.

“Yea, I think we should go now.” Harry answered. I saw his eyes traveling to the sword Hermione was still holding.

“What is that?” I asked, nodding my head toward the sword.

“A sword, Ginny,” Ron replied in all seriousness.

“No, really?” my voice was thick with sarcasm.

“Yea, did you not know that?”

“I’ll tell you what I know-” I threatened.

“Stop it, both of you,” Harry ordered, “We need to figure out what
we’re going to do now. And if you two are going to fight, Hermione and I’ll do it ourselves!”

I continued to glare at my brother for no reason as the others discussed whatever it was that they were worried about.

“Alright!” Harry said loudly. I looked up from my bare feet. “We’re going back. We’re going to find a way to destroy this thing,” he pointed quickly to the sword, “And we’re going to live happily ever after, okay?”

Hermione and Ron looked hopeful, but I bet my face looked skeptical. There was most likely not going to be a happily ever after for us. Not completely at least. Something bad was bound to happen.

“So, we just magically show up at Hogwarts- me, after being gone four months- and then we destroy that,” I made a motion to the sword, “and it’s all over?” I asked sarcastically. Harry shook his head cautiously.

“We’re expecting a battle.”

I stared blankly at him. He was expecting a battle, and yet he wanted to go back to Hogwarts anyway? That was so unlike him!

“Harry…?” I asked slowly.

“I know what you’re thinking Gin, but it’s got to be done. Unless we can find a way to be just me and him...” He paused, “But, then again,
I can just pop back up in the Malfoy Manor…”

“No!” Ron, Hermione and I all protested at the same time.

“Besides,” Hermione reasoned, “we still have to get rid of this,” she looked down at the sword.

“And how are we supposed to do that?” Ron asked skeptically.

“What is it?” I asked.

“It’s…nothing Gin.

“It is too something!”

“Listen, you don’t need to-”

“It’s a Horcrux.” Harry answered, cutting off Ron mid-sentence.
I narrowed my eyes. “A what?”

“The thing has a piece of Voldemort’s soul in it.”

I stared at the sword, and then took a few steps away from Hermione, who was still holding it.

“How are you suppose to destroy it?” I asked, still eyeing the sword, like it was going to attack me at any moment.

“That’s a good question.” Harry replied.

“How did Dumbledore destroy the ring?” Ron asked. Harry held his index fingers to his temples, concentrating.

“Basilisk venom…he said something about Basilisk venom.” He said finally. Ron looked at him skeptically.

“Well that’s ironic,”

Hermione hit him on the head.

“This isn’t a time for jokes!” she scolded.

“Who said I was joking?!” Ron asked, rubbing his head with his hand.

“So…where are we going to get it?” Harry asked exasperated.

“Jokes?”

“No, Ronald! Basilisk venom!”

“The Chamber of Secrets, of course!” I interrupted. Harry looked at me
as if I’d grown another head.

I raised an eyebrow at him. “It’s obvious, isn’t it? I’m sure the dead Basilisk is still there, pull out a few fangs and stab the thing-” I motioned to the sword “-with one.”

“That actually makes sense.”

“Of course it does, Ron!”

“To Hogwarts, then?”

Harry took a deep breath.

“To Hogwarts.”


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