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"Are we going now?" Bill asked, anxiously biting his lower lip.

"Don't you want to? The sooner we go, the sooner you get your brother back." Fenrir replied, a small smirk on his face.

"Yes. Yes, of course. I'm just nervous, I guess." A nervous chuckle escaped Bill's lips as he stood up from his seat on a rock.

"It'll be okay. You have to think about your brother waiting for you at home and you two will be reunited in no time." Fenrir smirked again and ruffled Bill's hair. "Now, are feeling up to Apparating us to your house?"

Bill nodded mutely, a small weight lifting from his shoulders at the thought of Charlie waiting for him. Fenrir surely knew how to comfort someone. He would have never thought so from the Alpha. He had always believed the stories his parents used to tell him about the cruel and heartless Fenrir Greyback, the one who turned people and ate children for fun. Bill had grown rather close to his Alpha during the days they had spent together and he had come to the conclusion that those stories were nothing but awful lies. Sure, his Alpha was not one to show his emotions but Bill could see that he cared about him, he merely showed it in his own, peculiar way. Hell, he had even killed his beta just to save him. Bill had to admit that he had never felt safer than with Fenrir.

Bill gripped his Alpha's arm so hard that he was sure he would leave a large bruise but Fenrir didn't seem to be bothered. He took a deep breath and Apparated. They landed in the barn near the Burrow and Bill let out a shaky breath.

"You should wait here." He told his Alpha. "Maybe they won't feel threatened if it's just me."

Fenrir frowned but seemed to consider it. "Alright. You go first but if you're not back in ten minutes, I'll come get you."

Bill nodded hastily and took off before Fenrir could change his mind. He stopped in front of the door and took yet another deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He heard voices coming from inside and stood still and listened.

"How do you know?" Arthur asked.

"Albus told me yesterday night, it's working." Molly replied.

"Are they safe at least?" Percy asked.

"Of course they are. Ron and Ginny got into Hufflepuff, closer to the little brat. Nothing could go wrong." Molly said, a small laugh leaving her lips.

Bill lifted his hand up to open the door when he heard the cracking sound of Apparation coming from behind him. He turned around to see the twins standing there, suspiciously looking at him. "Aren't you going in, dear brother of mine?" Fred asked.

Bill awkwardly cleared his throat. "I am." He said, dread settling in the pit of his stomach. The twins had never spoken to him in such a cold way before.

He slowly opened the door and all conversation ceased at once. "We brought a guest!" George yelled for the whole household to hear.

They walked to the kitchen where they seemed to have gathered, well just three of the nine Weasleys at least. Percy was seating at the table while Molly and Arthur were standing there, nearly leaning against the wall. He ignored the pain blooming in his heart as best he could as he noticed that Charlie was not here. He didn't want to see them, he wanted to see Charlie. He had come for Charlie.

"William!" Molly exclaimed, a sweet smile on her face. "I see you finally decided to grace us with your presence." Her words were filled with venom and even though he had stopped caring about what she thought about him, it still hurt to hear her talk to him as though he was the worse scum ever. He didn't know what he had done to deserve that. He was her son for Merlin's sake.

"Well..." He cleared his throat and swallowed the nervous lump that had formed in his throat. "I came to see Charlie, actually. Is he upstairs?" He asked, his eyes shining with hope.

"Don't you want to stay with us for a bit?" Percy asked, glaring daggers at him.

"Well, I'm in a kind of hurry, so..." He trailed off. He knew that his ten minutes were nearly up and that it wouldn't be long before his Alpha came to get him.

"Really? And who's waiting for you exactly?" Arthur asked.

"Just... No one." He mumbled.

"We know what you did." Fred blurted out.

Bill whirled around to face him, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. "What are you talking about?" He was panicking on the inside. Did they know about his Alpha? They couldn't know.

"Charlie's not here." Percy said out of the blue, an evil smile on his face while his eyes twinkled with something Bill couldn't quite recognize.

"And where is he?" Bill asked, his voice shaking madly with anticipation and fear.

"Six feet under." George whispered in his ear.

Time seemed to stop. Bill could feel his heart speeding up and he couldn't breathe. He felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest. He couldn't believe them, Charlie couldn't be dead. "That's not true." He mumbled as tears began to flood his cheeks. He couldn't think about anything other than the pain and grief he was feeling.

"He had to die, Darling," Molly told him, her voice deadly sweet. "for the Greater Good. He had sided with the enemy, he couldn't live. He deserved to die."

"No, he did not!" Bill yelled, rage taking over at once. How could she think such things. "He didn't do anything."

Guilt flashed in Molly's eyes for a brief moment but it was gone as soon as it came, so much so that Bill thought he had dreamt it. "It's okay. You don't have to think about him anymore, he's out of the way. Just like he never existed and if you confess, I'm sure we would be able to spare you." She smiled at him, like a mother smiled at her child. "You love this family, don't you? Wouldn't want us to lose the war, right?"

Bill opened his mouth to snap something back but nothing came and he closed it quickly. He sighed and he felt weak all of a sudden. He let his tears fall freely, allowing himself to grieve the loss of his brother, his only family. "I hate you. I hope you die, all of you." He whispered as he backed away to the door. "That's all you deserve. I hope Voldemort will catch you and that he will make you hurt and bleed and suffer for what you've done."

"You're with him then?" Arthur asked.

Before Bill could even think of defending himself, the front door burst open, revealing one worried Fenrir Greyback, well he didn't really look like he was worried but Bill had learned how to read him. "Ten minutes are up." He told Bill, ignoring the other Weasleys who were all stunned and scared upon seeing one Fenrir Greyback brust into their home. "Go get your brother, we're leaving." Bill wanted to flinch at the way his Alpha talked to him, it was way too emotionless to his liking but he fought the urge back. He knew it was just to keep up appearances. His Alpha cared.

A broken sob escaped his lips when his Alpha mentioned Charlie. He wanted to tell him what his family had told him but he couldn't and so he merely shook his head. Fenrir seemed to understand though because he growled. Or perhaps it was just because Bill was crying. "Go wait outside." Fenrir growled out.

Bill whimpered and dragged himself out of the house, still weeping his heart out. As soon as he close the door behind him, he heard a deep growl. He couldn't help but go to one of the windows to look inside. His Alpha was mad, and it warmed Bill's heart a little to know that he was doing all that for him. He saw his Alpha's lips move as though he was speaking but strangely enough, Bill couldn't hear a thing.

Next thing he knew, his Alpha was ripping Percy's head off with his bare hands and biting Fred's neck, making him bleed out in no time. Bill was surprised to notice that he was feeling nothing but joy upon seeing the ones who had caused his beloved brother to die suffering so much. Molly shrieked, and unlike his Alpha's words, he heard it. Then, Fenrir came out of the house, leaving a bloodshed behind him and barely paid any attention to the curses Arthur and Molly were throwing his way. He picked Bill up and took off, running fast in search of a hiding place. They ended up in a cornfield not far from the Burrow and Fenrir stopped. He didn't let go of Bill though, not that the red-head was complaining. He loved the comfort his Alpha's arms were providing him.

Bill turned his head to look into his Alpha's eyes and wept at the compassion he saw there. "He's dead." Bill sobbed out.

"I'm sorry, cub." Fenrir whispered to him, allowing him to bury his head into his neck.

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"Is he going to be okay?" Narcissa asked as she ran her fingers up and down Draco's arm.

"Yes, he's going to be just fine." Andromeda answered. "M. Zabini here brought him in just in time." She turned to face Blaise who was sitting on a leathered chair next to Narcissa. "What happened exactly?"

Blaise looked up, his eyes leaving Draco for the first time since he arrived. He was pale and looked like he might collapse any time. "I-I don't know." He looked down at his bloodied hands which were shaking madly. "I-I found him like that... Uh, Weasley was there and... I-I think I beat him to death."

"Right..."Andromeda mumbled. "You stay here, all of you, I'll go get M. Weasley." She left without another word.

Narcissa looked at Blaise's shaking form, frowning in concern. The boy was clearly in shock. She knelt down in front of him. "How about we take care of your hands, uh?"

"N-No, it's okay. D-Draco's-"

"Draco is fine." She cut him off. "All thanks to you. Now, we have to clean your hands and check for any injuries, alright?" He looked at her for a second before nodding slowly. She gave him a soft smile and went to retrieve some compresses to clean the blood. She knelt back down in front of the boy. She wetted one of the compresses and got to work. The blood came off easily and Narcissa was relieved to notice that none of the blood had been Blaise's.

She wipped the blood off his knuckles and the boy hissed softly. "Does it hurt?"

"No it's-" Narcissa cut him off with a sharp glare. He sighed. "Slightly."

She ran her forefinger on his knuckles and he hissed again. "I think it is broken." She pulled her wand out and cast a quick Espikey on his hands. Blaise sighed in relief as the pain disappeared.

"Thank you, Mrs. Malfoy." He whispered to her, the corners of his mouth turning up in what he probably wanted to be a smile.

"Narcissa is fine, Blaise." She replied, smiling at him before kissing his cheek. "Thank you. You saved my son's life. I owe you."

"You don't owe me anything." He smiled back at her. "I couldn't live without him so I gotta admit my reasons were a bit selfish."

"What happened to his skin?" Narcissa heard Lucius hiss from his place near Cygnus's bed. She felt bad all of a sudden. She had been so caught up in Draco's wellbeing that she hadn't even went to check on her youngest son.

"I- Well, I think he had a seizure." She heard Rabastan answer. "He went to take a shower and he stayed in there a bit too long so I decided to go check on him. He was taking a shower but... he was scrubbing a bit too hard. He was already bleeding when I came in." Rabastan sighed, his eyes flashing with sadness and worry. "I tried to make him stop but he just wouldn't. So I knocked him out."

"Keep an eye on Draco for me, would you?" She told Blaise and went to her second son once she got a nod from him.

"I think he just needs to talk about it, he'll need time but he'll talk about it." Rabastan told her and Lucius as she sat down next to her son.

"Was it bad?" Narcissa asked. She didn't want to imagine the state her son must have been in.

"Yeah, like really bad." He sighed dejectedly and his shoulders sagged.

Narcissa looked down at her sweet son and ran her fingers through his silky hair. She was about to question Rabastan further when she heard Andromeda come back, carrying a seemingly unconscious Ronald Weasley in her arms. She put him down on a free bed, the farthest away from both Cygnus and Draco's bed. Narcissa had trouble believing that both her sons had ended up in the Hospital Wing at the same time. She felt like she was being an awful mother. She couldn't understand what she had done wrong to deserve such a thing.

Narcissa was surprised when Andromeda asked her to come over to her. She hadn't expected that. Sure, Andromeda wanted for them to make up but she had made it quite clear to her older sister that she had no intention to do so. Narcissa still had to talk about that to Bellatrix but she was sure that she would agree with her. She walked over to her, without uttering a single word, waiting for her traitor of a sister to talk.

"He's dead." She whispered to her so that no one would be able to eavesdrop. Andromeda glanced at Blaise and Narcissa followed. The poor boy was sitting next to Draco, running his fingers on his cheek and quietly talking to him. She knew that he wouldn't be able to bear the news. He was too sweet of a boy to live with the knowledge that he had killed another with his bare hands. "I'm gonna have to call his family and M. Zabini's." Andromeda continued.

Narcissa sighed. "I'll deal with Blaise's mother. Just don't tell Blaise he killed him, he wouldn't be able to live with that."

Andromeda looked at her as though she had grown a second head. "And what do you think I should tell him? That M. Weasley decided to leave Hogwarts without a reason? I can't just so that. As a member of the staff, it is my duty to tell M. Zabini and his mother that he killed the boy."

"I'll come up with something, okay? Just keep your mouth shut for once." Andromeda briefly glared at her. "Please." Narcissa forced herself to say. She couldn't risk Andromeda disagreeing with her now.

"Fine. Do what you think is right. I'll just tell Amycus to ask the Weasleys to come here." Narcissa opened her mouth to tell her to take the body but Andromeda spoke up first, preventing her from doing so. "Yes, I'll take the body."

Narcissa nodded once and went back to Blaise who was looking at her. "Is he-?"

Narcissa sighed. "Yes, he is dead."

Blaise paled even more and tears gathered in his eyes. "Oh, Merlin... I killed him, didn't I? They'll send me to Azkaban, right? I don't want to go there, I-"

"Blaise, stop." Narcissa cut him off, trying to ignore her husband and Rabastan's eyes on her. "You didn't kill him."

Blaise frowned. "I didn't?"

"You didn't. He- He was still alive when you left. He tried to crawl to the stairs and he fell. He broke his neck and died right then and there. See? It wasn't your fault." Narcissa knew that it was wrong to lie to the boy so much but it was a blessing in disguise.

"Really?"

"Yes. A little girl saw it all." Narcissa gave him a little smile, trying to reassure him and soothe his panicking heart.

Blaise looked down at Draco for a moment. "Could you leave me alone for a moment? I-I need to think."

"Of course." She kissed the top of his head and went back to her husband. The look in his and Rabastan's eyes told her that they had heard it all but she couldn't care less. She knew she had done what was right.

She looked down at Cygnus, just in time to see him blink his eyes open.

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Albus Dumbledore entered the Burrow and knew that something was wrong. It was way too quiet. Of course he was aware of what had happened but he still had trouble believing it. Three deaths in such a short time was an awful lot. He quickly went upstairs and went to the room from which he heard a soft sobbing. He entered without even knocking and nearly swallowed his tongue and threw up at the sight and smell that greeted him. Arthur and Molly were sitting on a couch, Molly sobbing her heart out while Arthur tried to calm her down. George was sitting on the floor, weeping as well. Ginny, who had come home from Hogwarts not even half an hour ago was leaning against her mother and weeping hard too. There were three corpses lying on the three beds in the room; Percy Weasley, Fred Weasley and Ronald Weasley, all three of them pale and very much dead. The whole room smelled like death and rotting flesh.

Albus winced inwardly, their death would surely end up being a problem. It meant that he had lost three supporters, losses such as these could cause them to be outnumbered. Yet again, their death would be a good trigger which would allow Albus to finally start a war. Albus didn't know whether he should be annoyed or delighted with their passing.

"Albus, you came." Molly sobbed as she looked up at him.

"Of course I came. I'm sorry for your loss, my dear." Albus told her.

"They're monsters. They killed them. I want to make them suffer." Molly wept, burrying her head in Arthur's chest.

"You will, my dear and we will begin with taking the brat back." Albus said, his eyes twinkling evilly. "We're at war."

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Cygnus blinked his eyes open. He was happy that the first thing he saw was Rabi. His mate smiled down at him and kissed his forehead. "Hi." He whispered.

"Hi." Cygnus smiled happily but it was quickly replaced by a confused frown. "What happened?"

Rabi sighed and Cygnus couldn't help but feel like he had asked the wrong question. "You had a seizure, Love. Don't you remember?"

Cygnus's frown deepened, trying hard to remember. Then, it all came back at once; he and Rabi had made love, then he had thought about Vernon and he had felt so dirty, he had taken a shower and scrubbed a bit too hard. He looked down at his red skin before looking back up at Rabi. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.

He knew that he had been stupid. He shouldn't have reacted that way. He loved Rabi and Rabi loved him. Vernon was not here. What he had done to him had happened a long time ago, and Rabi wouldn't have done anything with him if he was still dirty, right?

"There's nothing to be sorry for, Love. It's fine. If you need to talk I'm here, day and night, okay?" Rabi told him, a small smile on his face.

Cygnus smiled back. "Okay." It was only then that he noticed his mum sitting next to him and his dad standing at the end of the bed. "Hi."

"Did you sleep well?" His mum asked.

Cygnus nodded. "Did Rabi tell you?" He asked even though he already knew the answer. His mum simply nodded, which made Cygnus blush in embarrassment. "Are you mad?" He mumbled, lookind at his little hands.

"Of course we're not mad, Darling. It's alright. Just remember that we're here for you, we'll always be here for you." His mum told him. He looked at his dad for confirmation and was relieved to see him nod, a small smile on his thin lips.

"Thanks." He mumbled.

Cygnus wanted to ask where Draco was but the Nurse came in just as he opened his mouth. "I see that you finally woke up." She told him, smiling slightly.

Cygnus simply nodded, ingoring the looks she and his mum threw at each other. He knew that something had happened but he could always ask later. "Great." She beamed at him. "I'll just check you over, very quickly to make sure that everything is fine and then you'll be free to go, alright?"

Cygnus nodded once again and smiled back but he gripped Rabi's hand as he realized that he was nervous. He wanted everything to be fine, he wanted to leave this horrible bed. He couldn't stay here any longer, he didn't want to. The Nurse pulled her wand out and mumbled a spell which made the tip of her wand glow blue. She checked Cygnus's whole body, slightly stopping at his belly before continuing. She sighed softly once she was done. "Could I have a word with Cygnus, alone?"

"Why?" Rabi asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

"It's okay. You can come back in as soon as we're done." Cygnus smiled up at him.

Rabi sighed. "Alright." He kissed Cygnus's forehead which made the teen close his eyes in delight and they left. The Nurse cast the Muffilatoaround the bed, just to make sure that their conversation would remain between them and that no one would be able to eavesdrop. Cygnus grew more and more nervous by the second but he forced himself to relax. It couldn't be that bad, right?

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