Chapter 179 : Don't Say Goodbye
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“Fred?” Fleur hurriedly dropped the toast she was eating as her brother-in-law’s face appeared in the fireplace. “What are you doing ‘ere?”
“Death Eaters are attacking Hogwarts. We need to get there immediately. Where’s Bill?”
“I’m here,” Bill replied, coming out of a nearby room, his face pale. “Are they really at Hogwarts?”
“Yes,” Fred said quickly. “We need to get there now.”
“But I thought it was all clear! ‘Ze Death Eaters were keeping quiet!” Fleur cried suddenly, wringing her hands.
Fred looked conflicted between telling them something and wasting time. “No time to explain. Just get your wands and get to the Hog’s Head as soon as possible. Aberforth has a way to get to the Room of Requirement.” Here Fred paused and checked his watch. “Get moving NOW. I’m taking George and Ginny with me.”
“What? No, leave Ginny at home!” Bill had run to the fireplace, but in the meantime Fred had already left.
“What now?” Fleur asked her husband, picking up her wand from the table.
Bill sighed, and his shoulders sagged as he did so. “We need to get to the Hog’s Head and protect my school,” He stated, pocketing his wand.
Bill grabbed Fleur’s hand and ran out to the front yard as they could not Apparate inside Shell Cottage. As soon as the Hog’s Head came in sight, Bill pulled himself and Fleur inside, not even stopping to greet Aberforth. They stepped through Ariana’s portrait, the passageway to the Room of Requirement.
The whole family and Dumbledore’s Army and the Order of the Phoenix had gathered there. They were listening to Harry with rapt attention, and no one stopped to greet Fleur as they made their way to the back of the room, right next to Fred, George, and Ginny.
“Why did you bring Ginny here?” Fleur asked the twins in an almost-British accent.
Fred and George looked guilty. “We couldn’t leave her home in these times,” George said.
“And so you bring her here, to the heart of the battle?” Bill spit out at them, obviously showing that oldest brother to little sister protectiveness that Fleur loved about him and all the Weasleys.
“How would you feel to stay at home and not know if all of you were alright? How would you feel not knowing if all of you were alive or dead?” Ginny burst in, looking like she was on the verge of tears. Fleur had never seen her cry, but even the strongest could break down in tough times.
By now, people were turning around to see the five of them arguing, so Fleur decided to leave the matter where it was.
“We need to get fighting,” Fred burst in, pulling his wand from his pocket. He nodded at George, and the two of them took off towards the staircase.
Fleur had a sinking feeling in her stomach, a feeling that she’d never see some of the people she’d grown to love alive again. At the twins’ retreating backs, she called “Adieu!” The twins stopped and turned with puzzled expressions, but they repeated the goodbye.
Even Bill was looking at her weird. “I need to go with them,” He told his wife. “They need someone stronger to hold them together.”
Fleur had that feeling again, but before she could bid him adieu, Bill put his hand up to stop her.
“Don’t say goodbye,” He told her. “We’ll see each other again, we will! Don’t give up hope.”
And with that, Bill ran after his brothers, leaving Fleur scared out of her mind. Not for herself, but for him.
Don’t Say Goodbye
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