Okay, this is crappy. I've just spend about an hour typing all of this up and I accidentally press the refresh button. Yup, I'm that stupid, but presides from that hi y'all! I'm baaack!
If you guys don't mind I'm just going to dive straight back in to the story, but all your posts have been great! Really touching, and I read and appreciate every single one!

One hour had past, and still no Ron, people were getting anxious, but Ron was usually late Harry concluded in his head, and told himself not to panic, but couldn't help keep glancing at the cloak on the wall.

Two hours and nerves were high, Hermione mumbled something and Apparted out, to investigate their apartment to see if Ron had came looking for her. She came back empty handed.

Three hours and everyone was close to panic, Mr Weasley quickly set up a Portkey to transport the Dursley back home, figuring it was an emergency, and if anyone found out about his illegal Portkey, they would understand. He Apparted to the Burrow to investigate and came back with a frantic Mrs Weasley. It was useless, time to call in the Order.

Four hours and Harry was sitting agitated at the kitchen table of Grimmauld Place, with a white faced Ginny clutching to his left arm, with Luna muttering soft words to a whimpering Hermione to his right, and straight in front of him Mr Weasley comforted a distort Mrs Weasley. Wherever he looked, Harry couldn't escape the pain, which he put down to, was his fault.

There was a creaking and a small crash signalling the arrival of a new guest, heads all shot up and swung round hopefully, wishing that a bonding Ron would enter the kitchen, wondering why everyone was at HQ, but it was Kingsley, whose usual happy and relaxed face was strained with the classic symptoms of 'Bearer of bad news.'

At once Mrs Weasley darted away from her husband and begged Kingsley for information, "What are you doing here? You said you wouldn't come here until you had information, did he contact you, has he got my son?" She screeched as she practically collapsed sobbing in to the waiting arms of Mr Weasley.

"We have had contact." Kingsley began reluctantly and held out a package with a note pinned on top, "Lord Secutus sent us this, we bel... Harry don't!" Kingsley warned as Harry grabbed the package, and ripping off the note he read it, before stuffing it in his pocket, glancing in the package, at which his face turned green, and collected his cloak, making his way to the hallway.

Ginny leaped up out of her seat at once. "Where are you going?" She said, her voice crackled with emotion. Harry couldn't turn around, he couldn't look her in the eye, even when he wanted to sweep her up in his arms and never let go.

"To go and get Ron." Harry answered simply before hurrying out before anybody else could say anything. All eyes turned to Kingsley, except Ginny who noticed the parcel still on the kitchen table. She picked it up and looked inside, nearly being sick as she did so. She clung on to the box as other people went to grab it, she didn't want anybody else to see it - A fistful of Ron's hair, soaked in blood and his wand snapped in half.

"What did the note say?" Whispered Mrs Weasley desperately as she stared at Kingsley. He shuffled on his feet, but replied to her all the same, reciting the note almost perfectly.

"You have done a good job hiding Potter Minister, but I know you can contact him, and I want him to know that his cowardice meant that his Blood Traitor friend may die today, unless he comes forward and dies in the place of young Ron Weasley.
Tell him to come to the graveyard where I shall be waiting with Weasley surrounded by wands, which won't be put away until either Weasley or Potter is dead.
If Potter doesn't come alone, Weasley is dead.
If he draws his wand, Weasley is dead.
If he doesn't follow my instructions, Weasley is dead.
If he doesn't die, Weasley is dead.
Oh, and if you think this is a trap and don't believe I have the Weasley boy, look in the box."

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Harry waited in the cold graveyard, his eyes darting from side to side, his hand itching for his wand, but not daring to reach for it, as he knew Ron would be dead if he did. "Show yourself!" Harry's voice seemed to echo off all the gravestones as figures started to appear one by one, and finally Lord Secutus appeared with Ron at wand tip.

"You shouldn't have come mate." Ron whispered, sounding almost disappointed in Harry, but Lord Secutus just hissed at him and threw him to the Shadow Stalkers behind him.

"I knew you would come Harry, you would never let your friend die in your place. Pathetic." Lord Secutus sniggered and redirected his wand on Harry. "Stun the Weasley..." He said carelessly but held up his hand. "No wait... just body bind him, so he can still watch his best friend die for him."

Low laughter came from the Shadow Stalkers as they did what their master told them, and propped up Ron's frozen body, so he was staring directly at Harry.

"Throw your wand over Harry, and no funny business, there are dozens of wands on your friend Ron, and if you attempt anything, he will be dead before your spell hits me." Lord Secutus bragged as he caught Harry's wand.

"Good..." He muttered as he inspected it. "Dying by your own wand... ironic, but then again, I'm an ironic kind of guy." He raised Harry's own hand, and in a cold, hard voice he commanded, "Look at your friend, this will be the last time you can, no Order to help you now, no girlfriend, or should I say fiancé." He sniggered as Harry looked over in to Ron's eyes which seemed to scream no.

"Actually, now that I have you all to myself, I don't want it to end, what about a little fun first. Crucio!" He screamed, but not as loud as Harry who collapsed and wiggled on the ground in such pain.

"Crucio! Crucio! Crucio! Join in everyone, don't be shy!" Lord Secutus laughed, as more and more wands were focused on Harry shouting the same spell, which caused him to scream and cry in pain.

It was too much for Harry, he had never felt this much pain before, he thought he would die before the Killing Curse was even cast as he figured that now every Shadow Stalker has torturing him.

He started to slip out of consciousness, and through the thick cloud that seemed to be surrounding him, he heard the muffled shout of Lord Secutus. "Avada Kadavra!"

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!
HARRY DON'T DIE ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'll kill Lord Sectus, I will, I will, I will!!!! How dare he try to kill Ginny's Harry, How dare he!!!!
Sorry, I'm a little bored right now, great post PAMS PAMS!!!!!!

Noooooooooooooooooooooo... Harry better not die, please don't say he's dead.
Great post, post more soon

NooooooooooooooooHarrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!aww poor harry!let him not die!oh please!
awsome post though...

OH MY GOSH!!!!! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooo!!!!!

I swear I'm going to kill Lord Sectus!!

How could you let him kill Harry??!!! How could you!!!

Someone had better save his but, otherwise Sabrina has said that she will damage yours. (Trust me when I say you better choose option one!)













Jemmz
xxx
P.S. PAMS!!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HARRY DONT DIE ON ME!!!!!
sob sob i will kill lord sectus!!!

lol. You're posts are very amusing to me, disturbing, but amusing, especially with the hacking murderers, made me laugh. (Impression of me laughing) Anyways... I had two versions of this and because I couldn't decide which one to develop, they are both crappy. So I am just going to start writing and see where it takes me...

Blackness engulfed Harry, but he didn't feel any pain any more, and he was lying on something soft and spongy. Was he dead? Was this the so called Heaven? But then his senses started coming back, bringing back his pain too. His hearing was still muffled, but he could hear the usual things of fighting, curses, shouting, swearing, crying. Harry opened his eyes with much pain he could have screamed out if it wasn't for the fact that his throat was even sorer. In fact all his body burned with a physical pain he had never felt before. Even with his glasses on, Harry's vision was blurry, but he could see lights dazzling over his vision, spells were being shot over his limp body, nobody had seen that Harry was stirring, and saying that Harry couldn't move and he didn't have his wand, he hoped it would stay like that.

Suddenly he felt a burning in his throat and he knew he was going to be sick. Heaving himself on to his side, he emptied his stomach, attracting the attention of a Death Eater who, letting out a rumbling laugh as he did so, raised his wand to Harry. "Avada Ke... Oof!" Through his blurry vision Harry now saw a broad body on the ground, presumably the Death Eater, with a tall slim figure standing over him, held out, with long fiery red hair.

"Ginny..." His throat croaked out, and as his vision started to darkened once more, and sound get more and more quiet, more and more muffled, he saw the Ginny dive to his side on the ground, and placing her hand on his cheek. "It will be alright Harry, hold on, it will be alright..."

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The next thing Harry knew Harry was laying in soft covers and as his ears popped he could hear the voice of someone he guessed was a Healer, she was speaking in a soft, kind voice, as if breaking bad news, which made Harry's ear tune her voice better, even though he kept his eyes closed.

"He has suffered extreme pain, something which has caused his muscles to kind of seize up. He is suffering paralyse, but we believe it is only temporally." She soothingly explained.

"We believe?" Mimicked the stressed voice of Mrs Weasley. "You are Healer's for Merlin's sake! You should fix it easily."

The Healer continued, somewhat uncomfortable. "Well it is hard to fix damage done by curses such as this, especially the Cruciatus Curse, as Mr Longbottom here should know." She softly reminded the room of the trauma that Neville's parents had to suffer with after being tortured. There was an exaggerated silence before a clicking sound signalled the leaving of the Healer with her high heeled shoes.

Harry desperately tried to move his limbs, to prove them wrong, but he couldn't, he hardly was able to open his eyes. At once he was smothered by blurry red hair. "Ginny." He croaked. He could see her blurry outline sit up. "Could you get my glasses please?" He asked quietly embarrassed he couldn't himself. His glasses were rammed on his head before being engulfed again by red hair, and a shrill voice he recognised as Ginny.

"Oh Harry you're pa..." Ginny sobbed freely from where she was clutching his head, but Harry nodded his head, letting her know he heard. She was silenced, but only a little while. "How could you Harry?! You could have died!" She screeched at him, but got him in a tighter embrace all the more.

At this Harry was confused, he tried to sit up, which he couldn't of course, and just lay there defeated. "Ron?" He said panicking, was he dead because the Order, he presumed, had come to rescue Harry? Was he responsible for his death.

"Right here mate." Ron's voice drifted from the other side of the room. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "And Ginny is right." Ron said strictly, which made Harry flinch, Ron was never strict, especially with Harry. "You shouldn't have came alone."

But that only answered one of Harry's questions that were buzzing inside his head. "What happened?" Harry asked, "I thought Lord Secutus send a Killing Curse my way..?" The room was silent.

Finally Ginny whispered. "He did."

"Then how..?" Harry asked bamboozled. Not another miss again?

Arthur stepped forward this time, he hated being the bearer of bad news, but he wouldn't let his daughter be it either. "Kingsley." He whispered hoarsely. "Kingsley jumped in front of you."

So Harry had been the cause of someone's death after all.

noo!kingsley!!*sobssobs*
that seructus or whatever will pay!!
*pokes him in the eyes*

NO!!! not KINGSLEY!!!

Actually harry is right,he always causes someone to die....But what can i say,a Harry potter story is not QUITE complete without a death...hehe

Yvonne

NO!!!! :cry

Poor Kingsley! Poor poor brave heroic Kingsley!

Just to let you know... Sabrina has gone off to kill Lord Secutus, so I can not and will not be held responsible for anything that she does. She really is going to kill him.

Jemmz
xxx

no not kingsley!!!
he is soo kool
why not some random person
keep going i want to know what happens

Okay, all throgh the books I did this to stop my crying when HP charcters died. . . (thogh in the end I was like, "IT DIDN"T WORK!!") anyway, you just come up with ideas of how they could come back. Or they might of not of died. . . Lets think. . . Mabey Kingsley's evil twin, who was a shadow whatever, died, they just thaught it was Kingsley.

Post- New Reader!

How did I never see this fan fic before?

this is amazing!

Keep up the good work!

*subscribes*

I LOVE THIS story!!!!!

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooo not kingsley! he was so cool. i love the story but why did u have to kill him? please tell me he will somehow come back