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a blago vama........:Dmogla bi i ja.....ali mrzi me:D

The minister took them, and intertwined them together. He then split up this mixture and handed one each to the bride and groom. They each took them.
"As in Wizarding Marriage states, the union of the human hair, resembles a mix of both family and love for each other. Would you now please insert your hair into the necklaces?"
Harry now noticed that both of them had a small necklace around their neck, each with a small cage-like pendant on it. They shoved the hair into each of their cages.
"The locked hair resembles love being locked in their hearts forever. This is the last step in this wedding. You may now kiss the bride."
And with that, the crowd cheered as Bill kissed Fleur on the lips, and she fell into his arms.
Chapter Six
Lupin and Harry now sat, back in Tonk's house, in the sitting room. After the long wedding day, yesterday, they were glad to be able to relax. Now, once again, they were discussing the notes, as usual at this time of day.
"Harry,"Lupin said. He furrowed his brow, making him look older than he really was. "I think that your mother's description of your power was wrong." Harry glanced up from the book of Horcruxes that he had been reading. Lupin continued."I think that when this note was written, she had planned on using her power to overcome the Killing Curse."
He rubbed his temples. "But she didn't. So maybe she was wrong about the power." He frowned. "But there is another thing that I would like to say. I think that the note was fake."
Leaning over, he pulled out a tattered peice of fancy stationary. It had a rip on the left side, so apparently, it had been torn out of something. He gave this to Harry, who took it and scanned the page.
Lupin sighed."I got this from your mother's journal. She had given it to me for safe keeping. I just now found it, and I had searched it for clues to the power the note talked about. Look at the writing on both that and the note you found."
Harry did as he was told and was shocked that it was written in two different hands. So his mother's note was a fake. He was still in danger. He had no more protection.
Harry was now ready to tell Lupin what he had been itching to tell him about. He flipped a couple pages in the book in his lap, and stopped at a full page. "Professor...I was looking through this book, and found something very interesting."
He handed the book over to Lupin, who scanned through the text quickly. As he did, a look of realization came over him.
Harry gulped. "Professor...It says that Horcruxes can be objects, or animals. But...it also says that it can be something else." He paused. "According to the book, a part of someone's soul can be contained in any thing physical. Not spirits, or air, or anything like that...but something physical."
He looked Lupin straight in the eye, as he said his next words.
"I think my scar is a Horcruxe."
Lupin studied him for a moment. "Now...why would you think this Harry?"
"Because it explains everything."
Lupin raised his eyebrows. "Everything?"
"Yes, everything. Why I was almost put in Slytherin. Why I am a Parseltongue. Why I can read Voldemort's thoughts. Why I can tell he is near. It all happens through my scar." Harry concluded. "Dumbledore said that when I got this scar, some of Voldemort's powers were put into me. This explains how! He put some of his soul, including his powers, into me when he gave me the scar!"
"But how could he have done that? He would have had to place the charm on you before he killed you. And you were under your mother's protection. How could he have done that?"
Harry had worked this all out. "Well, no one knows how long after he killed my mother, that it took to kill me. No one said that he killed me right after her. I was an infant, so I wouldn't remember. He could have waited minutes, even hours, before he tried to kill me. No one was watching, so they wouldn't know."
"What you say makes sense Harry,"said Lupin. He twisted his hands together and looked down at his lap in thought. "So, now we have to destroy the Horcruxes in order to defy Voldemort." He looked up. "But if we destroy all the Horcruxe of your scar..." He looked at Harry with sorrow, as the teenager completed his sentence.
"Then you'll have to kill me as well
 
ja ovo imam vec 3-4 meseca:D a ni 3recenice nisam procitala.....pa kako vas ne mrzi?Ja cekam prevod breee....

Chapter Seven
After finding out that his so-called powers were fake, and that his mother's note was indeed a fake, Harry was set out to find the truth. Who had written the note? Why would they impersonate his mother? How did they know that Harry was to visit the graves? All these thoughts were blazened into his brain.
Lupin had been a tremendous help in all of Harry's wonders, and agreed to help him investigate. He told Harry that it was because of his mother and his duty to renounce her memory, that made him do it.
Hogwarts, was decidedly, not to open again this year. So said the note that was sent to Harry one late afternoon. That's means that for his seventh year of schooling, he would be home-schooled. Only, as Lupin would be busy with the Order, Mrs. Weasley agreed to take in both he and Hermione, so they could school with Ron.
It is now that we join Harry, as he unpacks his things into the tiny room that would soon be his residence for the following year. This room had been Bill's, seeing as he moved into Fleur's new house. Fred and George's room had been given to Hermione, to her demise, as they had their own flat along with their joke shop that they now owned.
Taking Dumbledore's old possessions out of his trunk, he looked them over for a second. Maybe Dumbledore knew something about this R.A.B. business. Gripping his wand rather tightly, he prodded the silver substance in the pensieve until the strand of silver wisps were visible. Unknowing of what was to happen, Harry entered the memory.
He was in an empty corridor. Of Hogwarts, apparently. Taking in his surroundings gave him a chill. This was the very same corridor that he had fought in only a few months ago. Walking around the corner, he heard faint footsteps.
Following the slightly-springing taps, Harry was suddenly curious of who this person was, and what year this is. But most of his wonders were answered as he rounded yet another corner and saw who this person was.
At five feet, six inches, Lily Evans was not a short-type of girl. Especially for a seventh-year, claimed the shiny Head Girl badge on her robes. She looked confused, and worried. She looked around suspiciously, looking for someone, she had apparently a meeting with. For a second, her eyes seemed to linger on Harry, and he jumped. Not taking her eyes off him, she exclaimed, "There you are. I've been looking all over for you."
It was then Harry realized that she had not been looking at him but behind him. Behind his figure was the one and only Remus Lupin, with graying hair, even as a seventeen year old. He nodded at her. "Is he here yet."
She shook her head. "No, he isn't. I just got here myself a few minutes ago." Lily sighed. "I never knew it would be this dangerous, Remus. I'd never thought." She looked away from him. "Just a few days ago, I had to watch as poor Relfkern was murdered right in front of me. I couldn't even flinch in fear of suspicion."
Remus wore a sad frown. "Relfkern was only a few years younger than us wasn't he? A fifth year?"
Lily nodded. "A fifth year with his father in the wrong sort of friends. It was terrifying."
A sudden arrival at the door showed lastly the visitor they waited for had finally come. He wore a deep green cloak over his regular school robes. His black hair cut short, was still as long as his ears. His peircing purple eyes were wary. In his hands, he held a box.
Regulus looked at Lily, then Remus. He nodded. "Good to know you came on time. I'd thought that at least Potter or Longbottom would have kept you two held up." Opening the small box, he withdrew three bags from it. Handing two to Remus, and one to Lily. The pair seemed confused at this.
The Black motioned to Lily. "That's a longer lasting Polyjuice Potion. Takes effect for a week at a time. That should be enough for a month. Next month, come back to me for more." Lily muttered a thanks. He shrugged. "No need for a thanks. We just need to get our jobs done right."
"So, what are these?"asked Remus. Regulus replied. "One is a wolfsbane potion, and the other is also a Polyjuice." Remus nodded.
Regulus seemed to move onto a more important matter. "News is of a raid in Hogsmeade this Saturday. Be sure to be ready then. As you know, any mistakes can cause our lives."
The pair still kept their determined faces.
"You know, I like you two,"said Regulus. "Braver than the most of Gryffindor, to deal with the other side."
At this point, Harry was brought out of the memory, his thoughts running. Dealing with the other side? Polyjuice potion? Raids? What did it all mean? And if it was Dumbledore's memory, where was Dumbledore? And James? And Sirius? What was Lily and Remus doing with a Slytherin?
His thoughts were broken as a voice from downstairs called him.
"HARRY! RON! HERMIONE! GINNY! COULD YOU ALL PLEASE COME DOWN FOR DINNER?"Mrs. Weasley's voice shrieked
Okay--the mystery to be solved in this chapter:
"How was Dumbledore able to see what happened in the penseive if he wasn't seen by Harry?"
And no, he wasn't invisible...
 
Oces prevod????? Evo ti da se malo i ti odmoris, a kda ti dam, da si nastavial da nam dajes te stranice :D
Visok sesnaestogodisnji decak sedeo je na dnu dva kamena groba. Njegove smaragdne oci sijale su se od suza i ruka mu se obavila oko nedra. Sedeo je na mestu grobova svojih roditelja. Ruka mu se iscrpljeno spustila na slovo “L”, pocetno slovo imena njegove majke, Lili. Zatim je pogladio malu figuru starog jelena njegovog oca, Dzejmsa. Ispod malog jelena lezale su ispisane reci “ Zaljubljen muz, veran prijatelj i brizljiv otac “. Osetio je kako mu suze paraju oci dok ovo opet cita. Znao je da je ovo bilo ono zbog cega je dosao, da vidi svoje roditelje, koji su mrtvi vec sesnaest godina. Tetka Petunija ga nikad nije vodila tamo, tako da je morao da ceka dok ne bude mogao da se upusti u avanturu na svoj licni rizik. Sada kada je vec ovde, nema kajanja. Zapravo, zeleo je da ostane ovde zauvek. Ali, ipak, ne moze da pobegne od stvarnosti. Stvarnost je da je Dambldor otisao, bio je pola spreman da krivi njega. Prigusio je svoje jecanje i obrisao oci rukavom odore. Bacio je jos jedan pogled na grob roditelja. Na iznenadjenje, video je polu-sakrivenu belesku iza nadgrobnog kamena njegove majke. Bio je zbunjen i nije obratio paznju na prvi pogled. Pokupio ju je i podrobno ispitao, Bila je za njega, od njegove majke.
“Dragi Hari,
Ako si dobio ovo pismo, onda sam ja verovatno na boljem mestu. Napisala sam ovo pismo kada sam saznala da Voldemor dolazi po nas. Stavila sam cin na ovo pismo, tako da se pojavi samo tebi kad dodjes na moj grob. Ima par stvari koje moram da ti kazem o samom tebi. Prvo, mora da si cuo bar malo o mom skolskom zivotu. Moji omiljeni predmeti bili su cini i napici. Moje moci bile su da sacuvam tebe pre nego sto se rodis. Vidis, sine, jos dok sam bila trudna Voldemor nas je napao. Izbegli smo, ali ti si i dalje bio neosiguran. Morala sam brzo da spremim napitak i da bacim cini na samu sebe da bi ti mogao da zivis. Na srecu, uspelo je. A kada si se rodio, bio si najlepsa beba koju sam ikada videla. Imao si Dzejmsovu aljkavu kosu i crte lica. Ali tvoje oci, bile su zelene, bas kao moje. Slusaj Hari, ima nesto sa tvojim ocima sto ces kasnije uociti. Jedan izuzetak je od mene i to su te oci. Te oci imaju dar, i vreme je da ti to objasnim. Moja baka, tvoja pra-baka imala je zelene oci. Ona je takodje bila potomak Godrika Grifindora, njegova pra pra pra pra pra pra pra pra unuka tacnije. Sada mislis, kako sam ja, Lili Poter, nespretno rodjena onda? Pa, malo poznata stvar je da je moja majka bila poruga. Jednom je baka to saznala, nije je se odrekla, ali ju je pustila da odrasta u normalskom svetu. To znaci da sam ja pra pra pra pra pra pra pra pra pra unuka Grifindora, ukljucujuci moju majku. Svi njegovi potomci imaju zelene oci, upamti to. Ali zasto zelene? Zasto Sliterinska boja? To je na osnovu cinjenice da je Godrik bio Sliterinov prijatelj, sve do njihove svadje. Imao je vezanu jednu neraskidivu cin na svojoj porodici. To je jedan od razloga zasto sam ja talentovana za cini I ZA napitke. Konacno, ove oci imaju talenat. One imaju blizak odnos sa svima koji ih vide. Zivotinje, divovi, morska stvorenja, trolovi, goblini, pa cak i sove razumeju sta to znaci. Oni koji imaju takve oci, ne mogu biti ozledjeni. One su u zastiti samog Godrika Grifindora. Sto znaci, koliko god budes ziveo, niko nece moci ozbiljno da ti naudi. Ja sam sama upotrebila ovu zastitu, ali verovatno vec znas, svako ima svoj izbor. Odlucila sam da dam svoj zivot za tebe i Dzejmsa, uvideci to da ne bih mogla da zivim bez njega. Znam da ovo saznanje malo nefer za tebe, sada kada znas da si mogao da zivis i rastes sa majkom, ali moras da razumes da samim tim sto je Voldemor odabrao tebe, ti si u ovoj bici sam. Verovatno si vec cuo za prorocanstvo, ali ne oslanjaj se na to sta to znaci. To je predskazanje, a ne cinjenica. Mozete oboje (ti i Voldemor) ziveti ili ti mozes umreti. Ali, sa ovim darom, mozes spreciti bilo koju cin ili kletvu koja ti stoji na putu. Ali moras da naucis kako da koristis to. Sve do sad, mora da si vec bio pogogjen jednom ili dvema. Da bi upotrebio ovu moc, moras da mislis na mene. Cin jedino radi ako cinioci misle na njihovu majku. Znam da ti ne znas kakva sam bila, ali samo misli na mene, sliku, ili bilo sta. Majcinska ljubav je najveca zastita. Zapamti, ja te volim, bas kao i Dzejms. Dali smo nase zivote za tebe. Zelimo da prestanes da zivis u proslosti, ili da mozgas sta ce buducnost doneti. Samo se fokusiraj na sadasnjost. Ono sto je sa tobom, bas tu. Misljenje da Horkrukse, da, ali nikad ne zivi sa njima.
Galeoni ljubavi,
Tvoja majka,
Lili Evans Poter
P.S.-R.A.B. is S.O.B.’s De. B.R.O.
 
Hari pogleda pravo u pismo sa suzama u ocima. Njegova majka je pokusala da dopre do njega preko groba. Ali sta ovo poslednje znaci? R.A.B. ga je bockalo tacka u znakovima, ali sta sa ostalim? Trebalo bi najprostije da uradi ono sto bi Hermiona uradila, da pretrazi pismo. Ustao je, stresao zemlju sa svojih sada uprljanih pantalona i bacio poslednji pogled na grobove svojih roditelja. Ispitivao je ocev u nadi da ce naci neko pismo koje je otac zeleo da mu da. Bacio je dugotrajan pogled na groblje, i okrenuo se oko svoje ose. Kada se doveo u stanje, zaklinjao se sebi da je video figuru jelena kako svetluca iznad njega. Slegnuvsi ramenima, upitao se da li mu to ljutina radi. Pomakao se od groblja i vratio u normalski taksi koji je iznajmio za ovu priliku. Penjuci se uz stepenice tetkine i tecine kuce, zakleo se da je cuo nekoga kako place unutra. Pazljivo se provukao ispod glavnih vrata, i video ko place. Bila je to tetka Petunija, obucena u najlepse nedeljno odelo. Cucala je ispod malog stola blizu kauca. Gledala je u nesto u njenom krilu mada Hari nije mogao da vidi sta je to, uzasno placuci i njena duga plava kosa tresla se svakim drhtajem. Ocigledno nije primecivala Harijevo prisustvo. Hari se nakasljao da bi privukao njenu paznju. Na to je odjednom prestala da place i okrenula se ka njemu. Video je da joj se suza sliva iz plavog oka. “ Ja sam samo c-cistila” zamuckivala je i izmarsirala iz sobe. Nesvesno je ostavila fioku otvorenu, i sta god da je gledala, bilo je jos vidljivo. Isao je napred prema njemu i pokupio ga. Zadihao se kada je video sta je to. To je bila slika njegove majke, kada je bila Harijevih godina. Stajala je pored vrlo umornog Dzejmsa, koji je drzao ruku oko njenog struka. Hari je jos vise bio iznenadjen kada se slika pocela pomerati. Ocigledno, ovo je bila zacarana slika. Dzejms je pogigao Lili i zavrteo je u krug, a ona ga je poljubila. Jos vise ga je iznenadio sto je pomalo bila bucmasta. Na ostalim slikama ona je bila normalno gradjena devojka. Sta tu nije valjalo? “Bila je trudna”-rece glas iz pozadine, i Hari je shvatio da je Petunija opet prisutna. “U njenoj sedmoj godini. Sa tim Poterovim detetom”- rekla je tuznim glasom. “Ali to je bio pobacaj, kako sam ja razumela. Umrlo je u napadu ” Pogledala je u pod, a zatim bacila brz pogled na Harija koji je i dalje stajao zabezeknut. Petunija je pokusavala da nadje prave reci – “Nikada nisam stvarno mrzela Lili. Ja samo... daleko je odrasla, pretpostavljam. Bila je divna osoba... Uvek je mogla da me nasmeje, kada god sam bila tuzna.” Bacila je brz osmeh. “ Ali kada se skola zavrsila, imala je izbor. “ Osmeh joj je brzo iscezao. “ Onda je mogla da bira da li ce da zivi sa tvojim ocem ili sa mnom. Bolesno-zaljubljena osoba kao sto je ona izabrala je njega, a ja sam bila protiv toga.”
Hari je izgovorio glasno – “Ali zasto? Zasto se prema meni ponasas kako se vec ponasas, kada je moja majka bila ta na koju si ljuta?” Njegov bes je brzo rastao, kada je gledao u tetku koja je vratila svoju mirnocu. Buknula je. Ustajuci, crvena u licu rece - “ Zbog tebe, ti si rezultat njene odluke! Ti si jedan od razloga zasto nije dolazila da me poseti! Bila je previse zauzeta tobom!” rekla je i zalupila vrata, ostavljajuci Harija samog. Hari je takodje izleteo i otrcao u svoju sobu, pokusavajuci da sredi svoje misli. Ovo je bila kap koja je prelila casu. Pogleda u Hedvigu. Zahuktala je u svom kavezu. “Hedviga, stvari su pocele da se komplikuju.” Na to je bucnuo u svoj krevet i pao u slatke snove....
Glava 2
Hari je bio probudjen guzvom i vriskom u podnozju stepenista. Brzo je izvukao svoju oedcu i istrcao u hodnik. Tamo su stajala dva blago iscrpljena carobnjaka u velikoj nabujaloj odori sa letimicno sedom kosom. Njegova ruka scepala je mladju vesticu sa kratkom pink kosom. Odmeravali su Darslijeve, koji su na Putunijino cudjenje cucali iza kauca. Zabrinuto je pogledala u coveka i bojazljivo rekla – “ Ja vas znam, z-zar ne?” Covek se nasmejao i klimnuo glavom, ispruzivsi ruku da se pozdravi, u sta je Petunija samo gledala. “Moje ime je Remus Lupin. Bio sam prijatelj vase sestre. Verujem da smo se sretali na zimskim raspustima za njenih sedam godina. “ Bacio je brz pogled na Petuniju, koja je bila i dalje uplasena kao nikada. “Zadovoljstvo je videti vas opet!” Okrenuo se ka Vernonu i Dadliju, koji su cvilili. Slegnuvsi ramenima, okrenuo se ka izlazu. Ocigledno je bio nesvestan Harijeve prisutnosti. Zena zvana Nimfadora Tonks takodje. “Pa zdravo Hari” – rece Lupin jako zagrlivsi Harija kao nikada pre. Bojazljivo se povukao unazad, i pogledao u Tonks, koja mu se samo nasmesila. “Vocer, Hari” rekla mu je u znak pozdrava. Lupin je pogledao u zbunjene Darslijeve, i dao im kratak odgovor – “ Hari ce poci sa nama zbog neophodnih mera bezbednosti. Dok ne postane punoletan bice u nasoj nadleznosti i mislim da je najbolje da se sada konacno pozdravite sa njim dok ne ode da spakuje svoj kovceg. Hari pogleda u Darslijeve – “ Pa, hvala...hmm...zbog toga sto ste me pustali da ostanem, znate. Stvarno niste morali. Mogli ste.... da me ostavite na ulici, ali niste. Iako ste se prema meni ponasali okrutno, imam razumevanja. I ako....vam ikada zatrebam...samo me pozovite. Pomoci cu vam kada god budem mogao. Mada se bojim da necete” – zavrsi on zalosnim tonom.
 
ostale jos dve stranice:(
ostalo ce te cekati....do kada izadje..kod nas sa prevodom........


Being called down by Mrs. Weasley, Harry saw that most of the family had already arrived, well the family he had come to know. Ginny, Hermione, and Ron were sitting at a smaller table seperate from the bigger one for adults. Non-surprisingly, Lupin was one of the adults seated at the table. Tonks was not present, however. Harry walked over to the teenagers, and took a seat between Ron and Ginny.
"Hey mate," he said, jolly to Ron. Ron mumbled a good morning in response. Harry flashed a quick grin to Ginny, who just blushed in reply. Apparently, she still had not gotten over their break-up. Piling some eggs and bacon onto his plate, Mrs. Weasley also gave her greeting.
Digging into his food, Harry thought. This is exactly how life should be. Surrounded by families who care for you. He frowned. Not having to fend ourselves for the darkest wizard the world has ever known.
It was about ten minutes later that Mrs. Weasley decided that it was time for their lessons. "Kids--even you Ginny, are going to be all taking the same subjects, okay? Arthur will be teaching Muggle Studies, Remus is teaching Defense, and I am teaching Charms. Later on Minerva agreed to help with Transfiguration, Tonks is coming for Herbology, and Horace is of course Potions. So, your first class is Charms." She seated them at the large table, which had been cleared off. "Welcome to my humble classroom."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Really, mum...Is all this necessary? I mean, its just school..."
That got Mrs. Weasley going. "Just school, Ginny? Just school? Well, think of all the poor slums who are out their uneducated, having nothing to do with their magic? Laying out in the streets, just because they have nothing to do? Do you want to be like them, Ginny? Stealing just to get by?"She paused. "Besides--with all that going on now, with Voldemort and all...Dumbledore would have wanted it." The mention of his name caused a moment of silence in the dining area.
"Anyways" Mrs. Weasley perked up. "Let's get to business!" She tapped her wand to the wall behind her and suddenly it sprung into a blank chalkboard. She tapped the now-chalkboard and instantly, the words "Charms" appeared in swirly lettering. She also summoned four books, two of which were tatty and worn. She passed it out one to each student. "The first charm we are going to learn about today is the Security Charm. Does anyone have any clue of what that is?"
Hermione's hand shot up into the air. Mrs. Weasley smiled warmly. "Yes, Hermione dear." Hermione blushed as she answered. "The Security Charm is used mainly for large buildings or castles. Its so that a wizard can see all parts at a time, making sure no one unfaithful is near."
Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Correct. Now, does anyone know what things are charmed?" She looked at Ron. "Ronald, would you mind telling us?"
Ron's head snapped up from the laying position it had been in. "Yeah, erm...charmed...security...I dunno, really...monkeys?" Harry chuckled as Ron's ears turned pink. "All you had to say was 'I dunno' mate."
Mrs. Weasley ignored them. "The Security Charm was placed upon corners of the walls. When the wizard wanted to see the certain spot, all he had to do was tap himself and then think of the place. Instantly, he is transported to the place, as if he was really there. But because it was just a vision, the ones there could not see him. To take himself back, all he had to do was tap himself again. Now, Ginny, do you know the incantation?"
Ginny shook her head, her red hair swishing. Harry noticed that she seemed to keep it messy now-days. "I honestly don't know. Mum. I'm only a sixth year."
"Of course, dear. Sorry." her mother replied. "Anyway, I don't suppose any of you should know this. The incantation is 'Satisdatio Onis'. Now, that's basically today's lesson."
"But that was only fifteen minutes!"Hermione protested. It was obviously in her nature.
"But we have a smaller class, dear."Professor Weasley said. "For homework--give me, let's say, 5 inches of detail on how the charm was invented, and how it can be used."
 
A, pa hvala, mada me mama cudno gleda, isto mi govori da sacekam da izadje prevod, kaze da je ovo tesko i za filologe... Ali sa ovim sam vezbala engleski, pa mi nije tesko :D A na pitanje ko mi predaje, ma jedna debilcina, ali su mi vec isuvise poznate fraze iz Harija Potera da mogu da prevedem i celu kjnigu... ;) Inace, hvala ti na komplimentu :D
 
pa da....to vecina nas ovde tako kaze
naravno knjige su bolje

As the others cheered about the small amount of homework, Harry had a thought come to him: He had just figured out how Dumbledore had put the memory in his penseive.
And so classes went. It was not until Lupin showed up for his teachings that something important happened. As he stepped into the tiny kitchen, there was the Daily Prophet in his hand. From the first glance, you would see the picture of a pair of twins from the cover. By the look on his face, however, Lupin showed that whatever was on the paper was indeed not good. Taking a few timid steps torward Mrs.Weasley, who had been washing the morning dishes, and he gave her a sad glance.
"Molly,"he asked, barely enough to be considered a whisper. She turned around, asking him with her eyes what was wrong. "Did you happen to see the Prophet this morning?"
She shook her head impatiently, waiting for him to continue with his important notice. He handed the paper to her, and she took it, but stared at him blankly. "I honestly think you should read it, Molly." She nodded and turned to the front page. She scanned the paper very quickly and very quietly. Her plump face quickly went white. Mrs. Weasley threw the paper on the table, and dashed up the stairs to wake her husband, who had been having a lie-in.
Hermione took this as an opportunity to snag the paper from the table, to read what the adults had been saddened about. She read aloud to the other four, as the news sunk in.
DEATH EATER ATTACK IN HOGSMEADE KEEPS PEOPLE AWARE
was what the header said. Hermione paused, but Ron hurriedly ushered her to continue.
Just yesterday, there was an ernormous attack of Death Eaters in the little town of Hogsmeade. No one knows the motive behind the attack, but sure enough, innocents were killed. No more than 22 people from the Three Broomsticks, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, and the Hogs Head were killed. Although, where these buildings stand are now nothing but rubble, and in that rubble of one building were two bodies, later found to be none other than Fred and George Weasley. The pair were the duo behind Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.
"This was totally unexpected," says Madam Rosmerta, of the Three Broomsticks. She has fully recovered from her scene a couple months ago. "All of a sudden, black clooks came, and everyone panicked. I was lucky to get out of there alive. I mean, it was just so hectic."
The owner of the Hogs Head reports, "Well, it was terrible. Those who survived could hear the screams of agony from the those who were injured." He also states,"It was also terrible to know that those twins died. Some of their customers came to my tavern after getting worn out in their prank shop. It'll be hard for business, now."
Yes, it was known that in the horror filled world of today, the Weasley twins' shop was indeed a thing of enjoyment and entertainment for those either in danger, or the little ones who have been unfortunate to be born in the midst of a war. The pair will surely be missed. For more info on the Death Eater attack, turn to page 17.
When Hermione had stopped reading this, the whole room was silent. Then Ginny burst into tears, leaning her head slightly on Harry's shoulder. Harry took her into his arms, and let her cry. It felt weird for him to be comforting both him and her too. He shot a look at Ron and Hermione and saw that they were in the same predicament. Lupin seemed to be embarassed of these two shows of teenage hormones. (A/N: lol)
Shortly after, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came down from upstairs. Arthur was in a rubber-duck muggle nightie, but still wore a show of pure sadness. Taking down a book from the cupboard, he sighed. Placing it on the table, he said, "Come on, Molly. We need to make funeral arrangements."
Mrs.Weasley burst into tears. "I'd never...I'd never thought that it'd be...them...to die first. Always Charlie, working with dragons, but..." She pulled out a hankie, and blew rather loudly into it. "I just think of...how I used to yell at them...for their pranks. But it became their...their way of living." She blew again. "I just never...said I was...sorry." And at that, she too, fell into a sob and laid her head on the table.
Ron tried to perk everyone up. "Too bad we couldn't wait until April," he said. "Then we could do it on the first. You know--April Fool's Day." But his comment went down badly, and he went back to comforting the sobbing Hermione in his arms.
Harry shot a glance at Ginny, and wondered if, just maybe, this was how it would always be. His loved ones lost, and the others suffering for it. He made a solemn vow to himself that he would always protect Ginny, but cursed himself upon realizing that he wasn't, in fact, her boyfriend anymore.
Fred and George's funeral was scheduled for the month after, which was October 18th. The whole Weasley family had come from wherever they were in the world.

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Charlie, with his dragon-burns; Bill, accompanied by Fleur; Percy, still pinch-faced; and then of course, Ron and Ginny, with Harry and Hermione. The viewing and service was to be held in the Weasley's back yard, but then the bodies would be buried in the nearest cemetary.
Harry, knowing that this had to be a loss on the family, not only physically and emotionally, but financially, had offered to pay full amount for the funeral and burial costs. Mrs. Weasley, being the humble person she was, did not accept his offer. She had demanded he keep it to cover Auror Training, or for him after-education. Harry had simply frowned and said that it would be his last honor to the duo. That was something even Molly couldn't put down.
The two coffins were open for the viewing ceremony. Harry was beside Ginny, and kept having to comfort her in her vivid outbursts of tears. Ron was trying to be strong for the family, but he himself was having trouble. Harry could see in his friends eyes, that the usual glow in him was gone.
Having the whole Weasley family up front was quite a hassle, but they had managed. The whole bunch seemed gloomy, even Fleur, who had her usual beauty concealed behind a black veil. It seemed to them that this reign of terror would never end. That pain and loss would be the only feelings they would ever have.
It was then that Harry realized the full extent of his responsibility. That if anyone was to stop this terror--it would be him. Not Neville, certainly not Dumbledore, but him. He had the whole world's lives in his hands, even the muggles, who were even suspicious of all this commotion. If he failed, he not only let himself down, but the entire world. If he failed...the only escape would be death. Unless Voldemort killed him first.
But no--he wouldn't let that happen. Not over his very much alive, body. He couldn't let this catastrophe last forever.
Once the viewing was over, Harry and the rest followed the hearse into the cemetary, by a muggle car. Harry was indeed cramped between Hermione and Ginny, but it seemed like no one cared about the accomodations. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had been sent to another car, driven in front of them. The rest of the family was to apparate--something that the rest of the kids had been too worried to take the test for.
It was then that Harry realized--he was seventeen. Caught up in the commotion he had forgotten that his birthday had been only a couple months ago. There had been a small celebration, but he had never fully realized the full extent of this age, until now. He was free to go wherever, say whatever, and to do magic outside of Hogwarts--although they had been doing that now, just to get by with studying.
Making small-talk was something not to do in this situation, so the tension was overwhelming. But it was broken by a scream from outside. Startled, the four ordered the driver to stop, and they rushed out of the car, onto the scene. It was not a pretty one.
It was Fleur's high-pitched scream that had been called. She and Bill had been riding with the Weasley couple, apparently. But it was not the scream that gave clue to what was happening--it was the figure floating high above the cemetary gate, the one who hundreds have seen, but not always lived to tell of. It was the one sign that showed that something horrible was going on inside. It was Lord Voldemort's sign.
It was the Dark Mark.
Rushing to the gate, Harry opened it, with Ron and Hermione in his wake. Mrs. Weasley called in after them. "NO! NOT YOU TOO! I WON'T LET YOU!" Harry took a quick glance around and saw her being restrained by both her husband and Bill. He also saw a couple of aurors apparate onto the ground, and rush ahead of the trio. He recognized one of them as Tonks.
Turning back around, Harry was faced to a curve in the road. Not knowing which way to go, the three followed the other aurors as the took the path to the right. Hermione was not pleased with this and stopped the other two. "They are going to wrong way,"she said, panting. "The Mark is off to the east. That path leads to the west. We have to go back and take the other one."
"Wait a second," Ron started. "This is a wizarding cemetary. How come you know which path leads which way?"
Hermione gave him a glare. "Let's just go."
And so, the Harry, Ron, and Hermione back-traced their steps, and took the left path, hoping that they weren't going to be too late. They were soon to the source of the problem, but it was not where Harry suspected. In front of him were the two things that had started this mess, his parents' graves. Taking a timid step torward them, he was soon jabbed in the neck with a wand.
A pair of yellowish eyes stared at him from behind a dark mask. Harry assumed he was one of the Death Eaters. His wand was gripped tightly in his right hand, and he seemed to be persistant. "Don't go any farther, Potter." This voice was unfamiliar to Harry. But there was something in his tone of voice that seemed weird to Harry, for a follower of Voldemort.
 
Zdravo narode, ja sam nova ovdje, ali vec dugo sam HP fan i idem na engleske forume. Moram vam nesto reci i malo vas razocarati. To sto ste slali nije dio sedme knjige vec fanfic. Za one koji ne znaju fanfic je kada obozavatelji pisu price koristeci likove iz Harryja. Ovo ne saljem iz lose namjere nego samo da vam sacuvam trud, znam super engleski i posjecujem njihove sajtove i kazem vam, nema sanse da je ista procurilo iz sedme knjige, to se ne moze desiti. Casna rijec. Usput je li iko ikad posjetio originalni sajt koji je napravila J.K. Rowling licno, ako niste evo link: http://www.jkrowling.com/en

zao mi je ako sam nekog razocarala, ali svi moramo sacekati 21 juli, bar ovi koji ce kupiti knjigu na engleskom, da bi saznali sta ce se desiti i kako ce sve zavrsiti.
 
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