Disclaimer: The World of Harry Potter and it's characters are property of J.K. Rowling.

Summary: It has been nearly two months since Harry Potter left everyone behind. Since then things have been happening.

Rated: M due to potential graphic depictions in later chapters

- A Dark Plan -

A man appeared out of nowhere under a moonlit path. Quickly checking their surroundings the man began to walk in a brisk pace, his cloak flapping around his ankles. He stopped as the path split into two. Putting his hand under his cloak he turned his head slowly.

He quickly took out his hand brandishing a wand at another individual who had done the same thing. As the moonlight passed through the clouds overhead, the two individuals stowed their wands away as the other individual walked up to the man, nodding his head.

"Well at least I am not the only one." Dolohov said. Rodolphus nodded before they began to walk towards the same direction towards a house on the hill.

"I will have you know, the Dark Lord has given a task for me. What is your excuse?" Rodolphus Lestrange asked. Dolohov continued to look forward without saying a word. They continued on the path, the house beginning to be clearly visible under the night sky.

It looked decrepit as if to frightened anyone from coming near the house. Both men never broke in step as they continued walking towards the front door, which swung open seemingly on its own.

The house was dimly lit and seemed to have been uninhabited for quite some time. The tables and furniture along with portrait frames were covered under white sheets, dust filling the air. The floors creaked loudly as they stride up a large set of stairs. Walking down the hallway, they finally halted in front of a large ornate door. Rodolphus looked over at Dolohov who had his eyes fixated on the golden handle. The door opening ajar as Dolohov barely reached it with his hand.

"Rodolphus. Dolohov," a clear dark and ominous voice spoke from the center of a round table in the middle of the room, two empty seats clearly seen. "Come take a seat, we are about to begin."

A large snake slithered away from Voldemort and towards the nearby fireplace that was the only thing illuminating the room. His features becoming clear as day as both men walked up to take their seats. Red eyes followed them as they took their seats. His pale skinny hands folded in front of his face covering his snakelike features.

He then turned to the individual to his right, Severus Snape: A serious looking man with a hooked nose and greasy black hair.

"Severus?"

"My Lord, the International Confederation of Wizards can be a problem. My source within the Ministry has come back with news regarding the new Minister for Magic will propose to consider asking for aide from other nations."

The interest around the round table were mixed. They kept their gaze on the two, as Snape did not faze with the eye contact with Voldemort.

"And what," Voldemort began "do you think we should do about it?"

"Until we can destabilize the Ministry some more. Any attack right now towards the Minister will be foolish."

A number of conversations and arguments erupted after Snape gave his answer. Bellatrix Lestrange being the most vocal. Meanwhile Snape and Voldemort seemed to keep their gaze with each other. His red eyes seemingly boring into the black eyes of Snape if someone kept their eye on the two. After a moment, the lipless mouth of Voldemort curled into what seemed to be a smile. He then raised his pale white hand as the arguments all of a sudden stopped and the room fell into silence.

"Rodolphus."

"Yes, my lord."

"What do you have to say about the report Snape has just delivered?" Voldemort said turning his head as he looked at the man seating next to Bellatrix. All eyes on the table were now on him. There was a moment of silence, the only sound coming from the cackling fire in the fireplace and the large snake that began to slither back to Voldemort.

"It is well founded my Lord."

Voldemort seemingly sat back and tilted his head as he stroke the large snakes skin as it came up onto the table.

"My sources state the new Minister has reinstated Dumbledore status as a representative for the Ministry to the I.C.W. I concur with Snapes conclusion, we must first destabilize the Ministry before we strike."

Another argument and chatter broke out between the individuals in the table before one statement silenced everyone.

"You saying we go after Dumbledore? Are you mad?" Dolohov stated

"My lord, if I may." Snape said quickly interjecting what Dolohov said as Voldemort raised his hand once again quieting those who were still in conversation.

"What Dolohov stated is sound, and before you all become a bunch of crazed Neanderthals listen carefully." Snape said as he looked over at everyone around the table to make sure no one began to question him.

"Dumbledore is no longer the wizard he once was. I personally made sure of that last spring. If you can recall my lord, Dumbledore was in a catatonic state after our battle."

"I do not see the grand plan Snape." A short individual said sarcastically as he scoffed at the individual next to him.

Snape looked at the short man and sneered at him before looking back at Voldemort who seemed to be in deep thought.

"Dumbledore is key, we get to him the line to the International Confederation of Wizards is severed."

"How does that stop from say Potter, going over to them himself?" the short man responded back causing few of the individuals to hiss, flinch, and fidget knowing it is not wise to mention Harry Potter under Voldemort's presence.

"I apologize, my lord." The man said, as Voldemort now seem to give the man his undivided attention.

"Can someone please help our little friend?" Voldemort said as he placed his wand on the table, "he seemed to be confused."

"Only a representative ordained by a nation's Ministry can have an audience with the members of the I.C.W." another individual said as Voldemort once again curved his lipless face into a smile.

Avada Kedavra

A jet green light shot off from Voldemort's wand as those seated next to the short man dove off their seats as the man fell back dead. Slowly those that dove off got up and dusted off their clothes and sat back on their seats as the large snake began to slither over.

"We must first break their spirits. As long as Dumbledore and the boy lives people will continue to cling onto their hope." Snape said breaking the silence, "We must begin to gather more numbers to ensure our victory over the Ministry."

"What do you think, Bellatrix?" Voldemort asked as he looked directly across the table at her.

"The Ministry will want to protect all those close to London, my Lord. That idiot former Minister made things very simple for us. We take to the outskirts and towns. They do not have the resource to send their Aurors out there." She said as the clock began to chime. It is now midnight.

"We will cut any hopes of escape for when we strike the Ministry my lord."

"Good Bellatrix, very good indeed." Voldemort said in praise as Bellatrix smiled. "We will need to make our family bigger indeed."

"Speaking of family. Bellatrix… I notice your sister and nephew are unable to attend this gathering." Voldemort said causing a bit of confusion to come across her "I was hoping we would happily induct him to our circle. Isn't that his ambition after all? Or are they becoming like your other sister?"

"I – I assure you my lord. Both Narcissa and Draco are both for our cause." She answered as she looked at Snape.

"Are you now?" Voldemort asked casually, "our good friend Goyle over here seems to believe the both of them have fled their manor and seek refuge."

"From who?" Bellatrix nearly shouted as she stood up.

"Why that is the question now isn't it? Bellatrix." Voldemort said as Bellatrix glared at Goyle Sr. "Why not ask him yourself. He seems rather eager to speak up."

Goyle Sr. was a large looking brute of a man. He towered over the people seated next to him. Despite his size and unfriendly look, Bellatrix did not looked at all intimidated at his stature that any normal person would. He simply looked back at her with a smirk on his face that would cause people to look disgusted as his rotted teeth was fully exposed.

"Word has it that niece of yours –."

"I have no niece!" She shrieked as Rodolphus lay a hand on her shoulder to help calm her.

"As I was saying… that niece of yours seemed to have approached her and offered her and her son protection. Why else is it that you, her sister is unable to contact her after all this time." He said with a smile.

Seeing Bellatrix looked upset seemed to get people to recoil on their seats. They were afraid she would all of a sudden snap her wand out and began cursing everyone in the table.

"And where did you get this word?" She asked in a low voice as she sat back down. "You could simply be making this all up in that little simple brainless head of yours."

Goyle Sr. once again smiled at her that causes her to glare at him as the others in the table looked on. Voldemort himself seemed to enjoy the exchange happening before him.

"You dare question my word, Bellatrix?" another voice spoke up in the table causing everyone to look at the individual a couple of seats down from Goyle Sr. "Or did you forget my daughter up till now has been close to your nephew. If you think of me a liar, let me just say my daughter was the last to be in contact with your nephew before they up and disappeared."

Parkinson looked at her victoriously as others began to pick up silent conversations causing Bellatrix to glare at each and every one of them.

"That is enough." Voldemort said causing those in the room to give their undivided attention to him.

"I am sure Bellatrix will find a way to convince her sister and dear and precious nephew to see our cause is right." He said with a smile as Bellatrix still glared at those in the table. "For now however, I feel she requires a need to let off some of that built up aggression. Shall we pay a visit to the nearby village?" he asked around as he slowly stood.

"My lord, that is a muggle village." Dolohov said causing Voldemort to look at him curiously.

"And what… my friend does that have to do with anything?"

"Nothing, my lord." He responded very quickly causing those around the table to snigger.

Walking around the table to Bellatrix he offered his hand to her.

"Shall we?" he asked as she accepted and stood up. "Nagini, are you finished with dinner?" he hissed in parseltongue causing those around to shiver as the snake emerged from the dark shadow and crawl up to his master.

"You all are more than welcome to join us if you'd like." He said over his shoulder as he looked over a grinning Bellatrix.

One by one the people rose from their seat and brought out their wands. Apparating to the nearby village, Bellatrix and a few others casted curses over the village center before blasting the dancing fountain. Severus Snape and a few others walked towards a bar and few business buildings before using the Reductor curse. The buildings that were once standing now were a huge pile of rubble.

They all converged on Voldemort and those with him that were walking down a long narrow street. Houses lined up on both sides as Bellatrix was happily cursing anything on sight. Suddenly all of them walked up to each house in pairs. At once the doors were all blasted in as the Death Eaters entered the homes. Flashes of red illuminated the houses as screams filled the air.

Green streams of light would later appear silencing the nightmarish screams. Emerging from the houses Voldemort and his Death Eaters were grinning from ear to ear.

Bellatrix giggling lifted her wand to the sky.

Morsmordre

Smiling as she lowered her wand. The infamous Dark Mark with the skull and snake visibly clear over the Village Center.

- A Dark Plan -

Looking up what was once a nice establishment in the middle of Diagon Alley. Florean Fortescue had a sad look as he closed down the ice cream parlor his family has run for as long as he remembered. Looking over to the side where only a few years ago a young Harry Potter would do his homework in front of the parlor as he looked at the traffic that passed through the Alley. He looked down, tears falling to the surface below before turning his back and walking away.

Looking out of a window from another building. Fred Weasley smiled thinly as Florean acknowledged the red head before leaving Diagon Alley probably for good.

"Another one?" asked his brother who was closing the till from the register.

"I'm afraid so George, this time its Florean." Fred said causing his brother to stop what he was doing and looking up at him. "That only leaves the shops that have to do with getting supplies for school and the Daily Prophet."

George looked over to the side where the day's edition of the Daily Prophet was spread out. It has been nearly a month now since Harry had left for parts unknown to them. Despite not directly attacking or spreading fear near and around London the Death Eaters have begun going to the outskirts.

The last reported was that of a muggle village just a couple of miles away from Little Hangleton. The sight of the Dark Mark emblazoned over the village center.

"So how did we do today?" Fred asked trying to change the mood within the room.

"We are doing quite well, oh brother of mine." George replied as he smiled over at his brother "Our shop seems to be the thing everyone needs right now at this time."

Fred couldn't help but agree with his brother. Ever since their grand opening, the store has had a steady stream of customers. It helped served as a distraction of what was being reported in the Daily Prophet almost daily it seemed.

A woman walked through the door as she offered both of the men a smile that they kindly reciprocated.

"Just saw the sign over Fortescue's" Angelina said as she took a seat nearby the stairs, "Merlin, I never expected him to close it down."

"Didn't think anyone of us did." Fred said as he offered her butterbeer. "His place was the only one aside from ours that was actually getting any semblance of foot traffic at all."

"Does he have any family?" she asked after taking a sip.

The twins simply shrugged unsure if he did or not. Their thoughts were quickly averted to an incoming owl that flew through the open windowsill from the second floor. It landed near George as he gave it a small treat before relieving the bird of the letter grasped in its talons.

He smiled at the familiar scribble handwriting that belonged to their sister as the owl took flight and took off exiting the same way it came in. Fred came over as George handed it off to him as he had finished reading it.

"She sure does miss you guys." Angelina said as she caught on the look the twins had on their faces seeing it a few times she had stopped by to visit. "Still hasn't settled in?"

"Nope" They both said in unison.

"You know Ginny, she isn't the typical girly girl type." George said as he walked over the front door and locked it.

"Despite our mother trying to force girly things at her." Fred continued as he sat and put his arm around Angelina.

"Well, what did you two expect? She is the only daughter." Angelina replied as both Fred and George looked at her. "She may have been into being one of the guys but there is at least one girly thing she did get into."

The twins looked at her with a confused look on their faces trying to figure out what it is she was referring too.

"Harry"

"Harry?" They said together causing her to laugh at them.

"Yes, Harry…" She said smiling before looking seriously at them, "wait you mean to tell me you two. Her own brothers, had no idea that their kid sister fancied the one and only Harry Potter?"

The two look at one another as Angelina looked on at the both of them before they turned back to face her.

"Harry? Ginny?" Fred asked repeatedly.

"Nah" George said deadpanned.

"I am serious you two. Think… I mean try to this time. Think each time Harry and Ginny were together in the same room and try to concentrate on Ginny." She said as a moment passed between them before the twins began to look thoughtful.

Both of their eyes widened, as they seem to come to the realization, as Angelina looked smug, as she was able to get them to see.

"Now that I think about it, Fred your girlfriend does have a point." George said as he looked over at his brother who seemed to still be thinking. "Fred?"

"Huh?" he replied as he was out of his stupor as Angelina shook her head and walked over to Fred. "Y – Yeah, Harry and Ginny… well we should get to planning."

"What were you thinking about Fred Weasley?" She asked.

"Nothing." He replied quickly as George shook his head at him. "So… planning?"

Fred nodded his head at him.

"It's rather too late for that you guys." Angelina spoke up as the two once again looked at her.

"Did you not forget the night before Harry left?" As a moment passed and they seemed not to understand she continued on "Harry might have found someone already." She said, as it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh, okay" They both said as they began to cancel all the charms around the store.

"Oh… okay?" she repeated as both of them momentarily stop and nodded at her.

"Harry is our brother in all but blood." Fred said as he walked up the stairs "While it would be nice for him to be officially part of the family."

"To us, he already is." George finished from the first floor across from where Angelina was. "By the way who is the pretty bird that caught our honorary brothers attention?"

"Daphne Greengrass."

A moment of silence passed before Angelina saw Fred flick a couple of coins over George's way. She simply shook her head before heading towards the back of the store where the bedrooms were located.

Upon finishing up Fred bid farewell to his brother who had his own room as he entered the room finding Angelina seated by the nightstand brushing her hair. He smiled at the sight still not believing he found the courage to officially ask her to be his girlfriend. As he walked up to her he noticed she had a sad look as she continued brushing.

"Everything okay at work?" Fred asked as Angelina turned around to look at him.

"Yes" she whispered as she tried to reassure him with a smile.

He walked up and knelt in front of her holding both her hands in his.

"Then what is bothering you? Is it George? Because we can find our own place if you want." He said sarcastically that caused her to give a genuine smile.

"No" she said smiling "its Harry."

"Should I be worried," Fred said in a playful tone before Angelina playfully smacked his arm. "Sorry… trust me Angelina we all are. We are his friends after all. I mean if it wasn't for the letter he gave us I would seriously be thinking of doing what nearly all of the patrons around here have already done and leave."

Angelina smiled as Fred brought her into a hug. She remembered it as it was yesterday when Fred had discovered Harry sneakily snuck in a letter on him before he left. The letter that gave them the confidence that they need to make sure they protect themselves from any future Death Eaters.

Fred and George heeded Harry's advice to expand the building and create a room under the building in case things went south. George officially dubbed it the Marauders den in honor of the Marauders of Hogwarts. Something to this day confused Angelina and the others.

Fred walked over to their bathroom. Washing his face and brushing his teeth he ran his hand across his hair as he stared upon the reflection in the mirror.

"Wherever you are Harry, just be safe and come back to us." He said before turning and walking back into the room as he looked at the peaceful sleeping form of Angelina. He smiled to himself before looking up, his thoughts drifting to the youngest son of the Weasleys, before climbing onto the bed.

- A Dark Plan-

Shifting through the different Daily Prophet copies laid on her desk, Amelia Bones sat back on her chair. A knock was heard coming from the other side of the door.

"Come in." She said straightening her monocle.

The door opened as Sirius Black stepped in the room. Gone were the heavy bags under his eyes from his time in Azkaban. His hair neatly cut with a perfectly trimmed goatee.

"Afternoon" he said as he looked over the copies on her desk "I see you have been rather busy. Regretting you had taken the Minister job instead of sticking around all this?"

Amelia looked over at the copy from over a week ago.

NEW MINISTER FOR MAGIC

by ANDY SMUDGELEY

In what could be considered the lengthiest Wizengamot session in recent memory. I am relieved after seating on my bum for merlin knows how long. I am happy to report that we have a new Minister for Magic. Without further delay the new Minister for Magic is…

Stephen Mendax

A picture of a man in his late forties smiled upon the onlookers in the Ministry Atrium after the session had ended. With dark brown eyes and graying hair with a slick comb over that matched his gray suit. Standing behind him in the photo were the heads of the Departments in the Ministry and former Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge.

"I don't think so Sirius," she replied, "Mendax is not having it easy as well. Though retaining Fudge may have something to do with that. Even requesting the Wizengamot to have Dumbledore be reinstated as representative to the International Confederation of Wizards was received with mixed results."

"Let us not forget that was the closest vote in history. I envy those that had to seat through that." Sirius said before looking apologetic "Sorry, forgot that included you as well."

"We may have put one of the biggest influencers of the Wizengamot away in Malfoy but that doesn't mean the Wizengamot nor the Ministry is free of those in the old school pure blood agenda." Amelia said as she walked over a cabinet in the room and took out a bottle of firewhiskey and two short glasses.

"Or Death Eater sympathizers." Sirius replied taking a glass from her and sipping it.

A moment or two passed as they sipped on their glass in relative silence.

"Then there is this." Sirius said as he put yesterday's edition of the prophet on the table.

MASS MURDERS AND DISAPPEARANCES CONTINUE

by KIKUS TRECUS

Another day has passed and another attack upon the citizens of Britain continues as he-who-must-not-be-named and his followers spread fear throughout the land. There has been a rise of concerns as the attacks have been getting closer the more populated areas, magical or not.

Due to former Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge's incompetence, the Auror department is unable to reach any of these areas as Madam Bones; Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement is faced with the crises of a staff shortage. She has requested the Wizengamot to reinstate the Hit Wizards. The last time Hit Wizards were called upon was during the last time he-who-must-not-be-named reign of terror.

If you are unable to leave the country we heavily advise for you and your family to find refuge amongst larger populated areas. Do not forget to check 'Spells' on page 7 in todays issue.

"Mendax believes presenting those who subscribe and read the Prophet with these spells, should be more than enough if they are unable to leave their homes." Amelia said.

Sirius pinched the bridge of his nose. "He must be out of his mind to think these spells can actually make a difference does he?"

"Not only does he actually think so, he also has the backing of Albus Dumbledore. He may not be Chief Warlock but his words seem to still carry some weight with those simple minded fools."

Sirius exhaled as he looked over another copy. This one dated a couple of weeks ago. Three days after he was granted freedom and Harry had left. It was the issue that finally spoke in favor of Harry. Branding him as 'The Chosen One' as if he needed another title to go by.

"Has there been any word?" Amelia asked seeing the copy that Sirius was now holding.

Sirius shook his head as he looked at the picture of Harry from when he was going through the Tri-Wizard Tournament.

"I'm beginning to second guess myself, wondering if it was the right thing to do giving him that key," Sirius said, "or at least go with him."

"Didn't James tell you only a Potter can travel with it?"

"Yeah," Sirius said dejectedly, "I'm just worried about Harry. I was hoping he would send some kind of message or anything to say wherever he is that he is safe."

"It does not help that my niece and the teens are beginning to get a bit restless not hearing about him as well."

"No kidding, Daphne is the worse."

"Haven't you noticed?"

"Noticed?" Sirius repeated the question "Noticed what?"

"That Daphne seems to be more than just a little worried. I mean did you remember what she did to Isaac's boy?"

"Ah, yeah that sure would be fun looking at again in a pensieve some time." Sirius said as he cracked a smile before a thought came to him, "that bad huh? I don't know whether to be happy or envious of him."

"He is your godson Sirius, I would think you should be proud of the boy. Despite not being raised by his parents or any respectable family… he sure took after them." Amelia said. She never once understood the reasoning behind putting Harry with the Dursley's. Despite Dumbledore's assurances and reasons why, which she did not buy one bit.

"Merlin, Harry matured faster than James did." Sirius said.

"How did you expect him not to when you consider his life up till now. Nothing that boy has gone through is normal in either magical or muggle world." Amelia said causing for Sirius look down.

"You shouldn't blame yourself," she said as Sirius looked away. "Everyone could see why you did what you did. Trying to live in a world of 'what if' isn't going to do you any good."

"We must have faith that wherever Harry is, that he is fine," Amelia said, "for the last thing that he needs is going to the other side and as soon as Daphne shows up, there will be a long conversation I'm sure he would not want to have."

A knock came from the door taking their attention away from the conversation.

"Come in." Amelia addressed as the door opened and Rufus Scrimgeour walked in.

Rufus was a serious looking Auror, one of the Departments best recruits in recent memory. He was Moody's last trainee before he took in Tonks a couple of years ago. He has looked up to Amelia over the years hoping to one day be her successor as Head of the DMLE.

Making a sideway glance at Sirius, he stayed standing as he handed a parchment to Amelia.

"I am here to report all the warning systems have been put in place Madam Bones."

"Very good, this would hopefully help save some lives." Amelia said "You are dismissed Rufus, thank you."

Rufus bowed his head before leaving the room.

"Warning system?" Sirius said after a brief moment where Amelia was finishing reading the report.

"With the Wizengamot not reinstating the Hit Wizards I had to think of something." Amelia said, "Mendax refuses to deploy Aurors outside the bigger cities and populated areas. So I read up on some sort of advanced warning system from the muggle world. This is a result of that." She said as she handed the parchment over to him.

"Anyway that -."

"Already done… here." She said as she gave him a small badge from her desk. "They will vibrate and emit warmth to the touch. Tap the front with your wand and the back will reveal the place."

"What does our red shirt Minister think about this?" Sirius asked as he inspected the small badge before pocketing it.

"Well, to appease the man I had to make this deployment be involuntary," she said smiling, "what he didn't count on was a mass number of people actually volunteering for this."

"How many?" Sirius asked.

"All of them."

- A Dark Plan -

What a year a difference makes. Molly Weasley mother of seven children looked around her kitchen. No children running up and down the stairs or the twins doing Merlin knows what. She had always predicted the day would come when it will just be Arthur and her alone again. However, she never expected that day to come this soon.

She looked over the family clock. She has yet to take down the one depicting her youngest son Ronald who was currently under 'danger'. Arthur thought of putting it down due to Molly's constant breakdowns each time she looks upon it. She is just happy her youngest and only daughter Ginny was safe. It was a rather hard day for all of them the day Ginny left.

Her thoughts were quickly distracted by a loud sound that seem to shake the earth.

'What in Merlins name is going on?' she thought as she looked through the kitchen window. She could see a dark smoke rising in the distance but it boggled her mind what caused the noise in the first place. Not taking anything to chance she hurried up the stairs to her and Arthur's bedroom to retrieve her wand.

It was there her heart began to thump faster against her chest as she saw what she was hoping was not the case. Someone has casted the Dark Mark up in the sky. Doing the first thing that came to mind.

Expecto Patronum

After a moment or two she could feel in the air someone has apparated near the burrow. As she ran up to the door, she stopped to think for a moment.

'Merlin what was the secret phrase?' Molly thought to herself as she began to realize that it was quiet on the other side of the door. Immediately going to the kitchen she peered over the window to see who it was that apparated outside. The glare from the setting sun made her squint, half-covering her eyes with her hand.

All of a sudden a bright flash of spell fire startled her causing her to lose her balance only to be kept upright by the table behind her. It seemed to be a warzone out there as she stood still hoping it be the good guys that end up on top that day.

The interesting thing that keep Molly engaged was the garb they were wearing. It didn't seem to be any form of clothing the Aurors would wear. 'Remarkable' she thought despite wearing their hoods up. To her it looked like clockwork seeing them dismantle the Death Eater scum.

Her attention was driven away at the sound of another individual apparating into the scene however this time it was inside the Burrow itself. She was thankful that the familiar voice of her devoted husband rang through the house.

"Molly?" Arthur shouted "Molly where are you?"

"In the kitchen!" She shouted back as she heard his rapid footsteps coming over.

"Molly, thank Merlin you are safe. The Auro-." Arthur stopping mid sentence as he was able to see through the window a battle enraging a few years outside their home.

"What is going on?" He asked as he kept his eyes glued to the action.

"I'm not sure. After I sent the Patronus to you I heard someone apparate nearby the house. I was unsure if it was anyone from the Order due to it being too quick for the Patronus to give you my message.

I forgot the secret phrase for the Order. So when it was too quiet I came over here to take a peek through the window when that began to happen." She said as her husband just nodded his head.

"Now the question is… who are those people?" Arthur said "Definitely not part of the Order or the Ministry Aurors. I sent an interdepartmental memo as soon as I got word from your Patronus and immediately apparated here. Highly doubt they would have been here by now."

"So where are they?" Molly asked

"I guess I will be forever thankful to those individuals out there. I couldn't imagine what would I be apparating myself into if it weren't for them." Arthur answered as he laid his hand on top of Molly's.

Just as the final Death Eater went down Arthur quickly made the decision to find out whom they were. Molly falling in line right behind him as he opened the door and cautiously approached the group.

Their hoods raised heavily covering their features, some seemed to not even be facing the house as Arthur and Molly stepped forward. One raised their hand at them causing them to stop.

"Thank you… whoever you are." Arthur said as the one who raised their hand nodded at the both of them. They then turned their backs towards them when Molly raised her voice.

"Are you part of the Ministry?" She nearly shouted causing the individual to stop before shaking his head no before all of them in unison seemed to tuck their hand underneath their cloak and disappeared.

For a moment Molly stood there as her husband went to check on the Death Eaters that littered the ground. Another sound of apparition came that startled them to whip out their wands only to see the Ministry Aurors have finally arrived.

"WANDS DOWN, HANDS UP!" the Auror barked as both Molly and Arthur laid their wands to the ground and lifted their hands.

"My name is Arthur Weasley, this is my wife Molly and this is our home." Arthur said in a calm and direct manner as another Auror came up and picked up their wands.

Priori Incantato

"They're clean," said the Auror, as two others were looking over the downed Death Eaters.

"So what happened here?" The first Auror who spoke asked Arthur.

"When I arrived to check on my wife, she had already told me there was a battle taking place right in this very spot." Arthur said as the Auror looked over at Molly.

"Did you know who they were? What they looked like? If they had any markings that state they are part of the DMLE or Ministry?" he asked in rapid succession, which Molly denied just as quickly.

"There is no reason for her to lie." Said a baritone voice coming as another individual apparated in.

"Kingsley, what are you doing here? You weren't around when I rounded up Savage, Proudfoot and Williamson."

"I responded to the warning system the DMLE has in the area. By the time I got here the only thing I saw was a broken home, the Dark Mark above it and quietness."

"I knew that system was going to be no good."

"Oh it works, it went off nearly an hour ago. Which if I may ask Mrs. Weasley was when you felt something was amiss and sent the Patronus to your husband?" Kingsley asked as he turned to Molly.

"Yes, Mister Shacklebolt sir that would be correct."

"Then why didn't you answer the call?" The Auror asked.

"I was already in another situation with Death Eaters in Sheffield. Now the question I would like to ask is where were you?" Kingsley asked.

"I didn't have the thing on me okay!" he said frustrated, "we already have to deal with regular Auror work. Now we have to do this? Look around Kingsley it seems there are good people out there who could fend on their own."

"Then why bother volunteering?" Kingsley asked rhetorically "Never mind go back to HQ, I'll finish up here."

As he walked off and apparated Kingsley walked over to the three remaining Aurors before coming back to Molly and Arthur.

"New guy?" Arthur asked.

"Vaisey, graduated Hogwarts not to long ago." Kingsley said as Molly had a concerned look on her eye.

"What do you make of this Kingsley, is there another group out there?" Molly asked.

"If there is, we are all being kept in the dark about it." Kingsley said, "The department is aware of it though Madam Bones is reluctant to let it leak out."

"Why would she want to do a thing like that?" She asked

"I'm guessing partially because we have no clue just who these individuals are. We only get the same report that you are giving right now. They come, take down the Death Eaters and leave without a trace." Kingsley said before he looked to see if the others were nearby "For all we know, they could just be a group of dark wizards on the rise."

"What has the Headmaster have to say about all of this?" Arthur asked, "We haven't met, not even when he got better from his coma. Does he know what's even going on?"

"He knows about everything, after all he is back with the I.W.C.

In regards to this group however, he has not said much about it. Though I wouldn't be surprised knowing the Burrow has been attacked he might come calling soon. If I know the man the way I have gotten to know him. He will be asking for that memory of yours Molly."

"Well, I'll just say this, whoever they are… today I'm grateful for them being here." Arthur said as he hugged his wife close to him.

- A Dark Plan -

With that we start the next chapter in the Order of Merlin Trilogy. The delay in the posting of this story was due to deciding whether or not to just continue posting from the previous story or do a new one.

For those who have read the previous story I hope you like how the story has started. For the new readers it is highly recommended you read the previous story due to the many changes that the story undertakes.

Next chapter will be all about Rolf Scamander.