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CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO; mr. weasley's attack

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PART THREE
Mr. Weasley's Attack

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" y/n's point of view "

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WHEN I WOKE up the next morning, everything had seemed fine.

I had gotten dressed into my Gryffindor robes and was ready for the day, as per usual.

I grabbed my wand and headed downstairs to the common room where I usually waited for my boyfriend and friends.

When I reached the bottom, I found Hermione sitting on one of the couches alone, looking confused.

"Hermione?" I said her name and her head snapped to look at me. "Are you okay?"

"Harry and Ron aren't here." She spoke and I came to a stop at the bottom of the stairs.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean they aren't here." Hermione repeated. "I checked their dorm. Seamus, Dean and Neville were asleep, but Ron and Harry's beds were empty."

"What time is it?" I asked, looking down at my watch. "Maybe they already went to breakfast."

"They're never up this early." Hermione responded and I started going back up the stairs.

Hermione jumped to her feet to follow me, wiping her hands on her skirt as she did so.

I believed Hermione when she said Harry and Ron weren't there, so I was heading up to Fred and George's dorm.

I opened the door to find Lee asleep in his bed, Lewis asleep in his... and both of the twins' beds were empty.

I closed the door and looked back to Hermione.

"Is Ginny here?" I asked, now really starting to worry.

"I haven't checked." Hermione said. "Why? Aren't Fred and George in there?"

I shook my head and we went to Ginny's dorm next.

Five beds, but only four had girls asleep in them. Ginny's bed was empty too.

Hermione and I shared a look as we went back down the stairs and to the common room.

"Something must've happened overnight." Hermione theorized, correctly might I add. "Something concerning the Weasleys."

But as we went to sit down in front of the fire in the common room again, the portrait hole opened and Professor Dumbledore stood in the entryway.

"Miss Granger, Miss Black." He spoke and the two of us hurried over to him. "Would the two of you please follow me?"

The walk to Dumbledore's office felt longer than ever, the silence being one of the most nerve racking I've ever experienced.

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