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Ginny promptly gathered Neville and Luna, although Harry was
never entirely certain how she
produced Luna from nowhere.�

No-one had to explain the plan; they all instinctively knew. Ginny produced a
packet of dung bombs and dragged Neville down a random corridor, calling out
for Peeves along the way. Hermione, Ron, Luna and Harry headed for Umbridge�s office.

�Quick, under here,� Harry mumbled, gathering Hermione, Ron and himself under
his invisibility cloak. On the Marauder�s map, Umbridge
was striding about her office. Ginny, Neville and Peeves were gathered on the
fourth floor, until suddenly, they all dispersed, Ginny and Neville heading
towards them and Peeves floating off in a random direction to cause more chaos.

�Now,� Harry whispered. Luna ran to the door of Umbridge�s
office and knocked frantically before entering. A moment later, Umbridge appeared and set off down the corridor briskly,
looking harried.

Harry and Ron ran into Umbridge�s office and Harry
grabbed the floo pot over the roaring fire. Ron
closed the door, breathing heavily, freckles stark against his pale face.

�Hurry up, Harry,� he mumbled. Harry sent him a reassuring grin and then
chucked the powder in the fire.

�The Burrow!� Harry called out and, after taking a steadying breath, stuck his
head into the green flames, cat ears flattening against his head as if to avoid
the licking fire.

Harry was entirely certain he would never get used to the sensation of his head
moving through the floo network while the rest of his
body stayed firmly in another place. He was relieved when the swirling stopped
and the Burrow swam into view.

Harry closed his eyes, squeezing them tightly, suddenly not wanting to look.
Not wanting to see if his vision was true. He�d been going through the motions
and not thinking about what would happen if Fred and George really had been
caught by Voldemort.

But now it was crunch time.

Knowing he had little time, he opened his eyes and looked around the room. The
Burrow was eerily silent. �Mrs Weasley?� he called
out hesitantly.

There was no reply and no movement. �Mr Weasley?� he
called out louder. �Fred? George?�

But there was no one in the Burrow.

Harry cast his eyes about, wondering desperately how to find out if Fred and
George were in danger.� He didn�t have
time to floo Grimmauld
Place and find out if they were there or if anyone knew where they were.

Something glinted out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw it
was the light reflecting off the family clock hung on the wall. He was about to
turn his gaze away again when he remembered. That clock didn�t tell the time.

�Fred and George,� he whispered frantically, scanning for the hands of the
twins. He finally found them, pointed at a status no other family member was.

Mortal Peril.

Harry hardly time to process it, to realise he had been right. There had
been the hope that he was wrong, it was a fake vision just to scare him.� But he�d been right all along. Fred and
George were in the hands of Voldemort.

Suddenly, Ginny and Ron�s hands began moving. Harry�s
eyebrows furrowed, and then he gasped as he realised just where they were
headed. To the same place Fred and George�s hands were already positioned.

Hands grabbed his body, and Harry was yanked from the fireplace, spluttering
and coughing up soot. A kick to the side made him gasp again and open his
tightly squeezed shut eyes, and he looked up into the sneering face of Draco Malfoy.

Eyes wide, he looked around and saw the rest of his friends captured by Umbridge�s Slytherin thugs. Ron
gave him an apologetic look from Crabbe�s arms, mouth muffled over. Harry had
no doubt that Ron had shown them just how foul his mouth really was.

Harry was yanked up by the collar and Malfoy wrapped
an arm around his neck, pressing into his throat warningly. Harry hissed at him
and Malfoy�s arm tightened minutely.

A hand reached into his robe pocket and grabbed his wand, tossing it on the
floor. Harry was completely defenceless. Unless...

Harry�s tightened fists loosened discreetly.

�Potter!� Umbridge hissed, maniacal glee in her eyes
that made Harry repress a shudder. �Who were you floo
calling?�

Harry clenched his jaw and didn�t reply � it wasn�t as if the Burrow were a
secret location, but he was just too stubborn to reveal anything to Umbridge. And telling Umbridge
would mean possibly explaining why he had needed to get in contact with the Weasleys urgently.

�Potter, tell me!� Umbridge commanded, and Harry
shook his head. Hermione rolled her eyes, and Harry had no doubt she would have
said something had Parkinson not been covering her mouth with a hand.

Umbridge nodded at Malfoy,
and suddenly Harry felt a tug at his tail. He yowled angrily, twisting around
to bite Malfoy, and was punched squarely in the nose.
He yowled again, which set off the kittens in the various hideous paintings
around Umbridge�s office.

�I will not repeat myself, Mr Potter,� Umbridge said,
silkily, as if she hadn�t just condoned Malfoy
punching Harry in the face. Harry continued to keep his mouth zipped tight. He
would never cooperate with the bitch.

Umbridge�s smile widened as the door opened behind
her, as if she knew just who it would be. �Never mind, I have other ways of
finding out.� Harry�s eyes moved from her to the
doorway, where Snape hovered, looking shocked.

Harry sagged with relief suddenly. He�d forgotten one very important member of
the Order still remaining within the castle � Snape.

�Here is the veriteserum you required,� Snape told Umbridge, eyes still
fixed on the scene before him, of Harry and his friends imprisoned in the Slytherin�s arms and looking desperate. Harry wondered why
he hadn�t sprang to action immediately, whipped out his wand and helped them.

�Thank you, Severus,� Umbridge said, taking the vial
from him, and setting it on her desk. �You may leave now.�

It was Harry�s last chance. He needed to get Snape�s attention, convince him something real was
happening, that it wasn�t just Umbridge�s grudge on
him.

He had to somehow warn Snape that the twins were in Voldemort�s clutches.

�Professor!� Harry called out loudly. Umbridge shot
him a nasty glare, and Malfoy�s arms tightened. �He�s got them.� Shit, Harry was no good at codes. There was no doubt in his
mind that Snape had no chance of deciphering that
random ejaculation. How to make him see...?

�My ... wheezes...� Harry snapped out, then winced as he heard Ron choke with
laughter. Oh how Snape would make fun of him after
this, and if the twins ever found out... but it was the best way to describe
Fred and George, without giving too much away. Thank Dobby for that.

So long as Umbridge didn�t find out.

�You-Know-Who�s got my wheezes, in the room of orbs?� Whatever that room even
was. He was aware of just how pathetic he sounded, how confusing his plea was.
Would Snape even figure out what he was on about?

Would he even care?

�What is this boy on about?� Umbridge asked Snape. Harry was relieved she hadn�t figured it out, at
least. Snape shook his head in reply.

�I�ve no idea.� And then, without a backwards look at Harry, turned and stalked
out of the room, his departure taking the last of Harry�s
hope.

Umbridge picked up the vial of veriteserum,
surveying it for a moment before walking over to Harry. Harry struggled against
Malfoy�s grip � he couldn�t fight truth serum. If
that got in his system he was fucked.

Malfoy�s arms slackened slightly. Why, Harry had no
idea, but he used the opportunity to break free, unleashing his claws and
sinking them into Malfoy�s arms.

Malfoy cried out, stumbling backwards, and Harry
lunged for the vial of potion in Umbridge�s hands.

Umbridge�s wand was suddenly out and pointing at Harry�s face, annoyance filling her eyes. Harry heard
Hermione gasp loudly and Ron�s muffled swear words, not taking his eyes from
the weapon currently aiming between his eyes.

Would Umbridge really have the gall to attack a
student?

�Mr Potter, I suggest you tell me what you are up to, and what you just said to
Professor Snape, before I do something neither of us really wants.� Harry had the feeling
that was a lie � she wanted to curse him. He could see the sick glee in her
eyes.

�Harry, just tell her!� Ron ordered, twisting his face to free his mouth.

�Listen to your friend, Potter,� Umbridge said. �Tell
me.�

�No,� was Harry�s only reply, and he tightened his
jaw as Umbridge�s face morphed into a sneer, grip
tightening on her wand. He braced himself for whatever curse she unleashed on
him.

�Cru-� Harry�s
eyes widened at the beginning of the Unforgivable. Surely... Umbridge wouldn�t...

�All right!� Hermione suddenly burst out with. �I�ll tell you.� Harry shot her
a betrayed look, and she just glared back at him, looking very frazzled. He
sighed, wishing he hadn�t got her, or any of his friends, involved.

�Yes,� Umbridge whispered gleefully, striding over to
Hermione and seeming to forget about Harry completely. Ron looked at Hermione
with wide, questioning eyes, face pale. In fact, they all looked pale, even the
Slytherins. Malfoy didn�t
even move to restrain him again.

Not that Harry needed it. He was rooted to the spot by Hermione�s fierce stare
that ordered him to stay put.

�You see...�

XxXxXxX

It had been all too easy, really.

Afterwards, as they trailed through the Forest, listening to the crashes and
roars of centaurs and Umbridge (who had tried to
escaped by the sounds of it), Harry couldn�t help but stare at Hermione in
silence.

Finally, sick of his awed gaze, she shot him a pointed, annoyed look. Harry
broke the silence. �That was bloody brilliant.�

Hermione smiled, looking slightly embarrassed. �Well, it wasn�t, really. I was
just surprised at the centaurs reaction to you.�

The centaurs, upon seeing a half-human-half-cat, had immediately strode up to
him and clapped him on the back, calling him their brother, one of their kin.
It had all been very bewildering � Harry was sure they would kill him,
considering that a few of them had already taken a screaming Umbridge away.

Harry didn�t really know what to say, and instead opting to remain silent lest
he ruin whatever companionship had overcome them. He was less than charismatic,
after all.

Eventually, they�d been allowed to leave after explaining how their friends
were still trapped in school. The centaurs hadn�t been too keen until Hermione
fabricated that said friends were also all half-cats, and then they had only
been too happy, even offering to help.

Harry had promptly declined.

�I guess we�re both half animal,� Harry mused as they hurried up the school,
worried for their friends. �And it�s not like horses and cats are mortal
enemies.�

Hermione looked at him for a moment, the look in her eyes incomprehensible.
Uncomfortable, Harry squirmed under the gaze. �What?�

�You�re... you�ve really accepted this half-cat transformation, haven�t you?�
Hermione said with a smile. Harry frowned, looking away from Hermione, as he
realised the truth of her words. Being half a cat seemed so natural to him that
now, he couldn�t really remember what it was like to just be human.

He wasn�t sure he even wanted to be just
human.

Harry shook his head of the thought. The sooner he got rid of his cattiness,
the better. He had adapted, but that didn�t mean he had to like it.

�No, just... learning to live with it,� Harry denied. Hermione made an
unimpressed sound, and Harry got the feeling she didn�t believe him.

But that didn�t matter, as their attention was diverted by the castle doors
opening. They stilled, hoping it wasn�t Filch, or some more of Umbridge�s Slytherin lackeys
who�d somehow found out what they�d done.

However, it was just Neville, Ginny, Luna and Ron running down the steps to
meet them, looking a little battered but on the whole exhilarated.

�Harry, Hermione!� Ron called out, relieved, as they neared. Hermione smiled at
him, equally as relieved, and Harry grinned as the two stopped moving and just
stared into each other�s eyes.

�Ahem,� Ginny cleared her throat mischievously, sending a wink at Harry, and
then blushing brightly and looking away, the mirth in her eyes dying away.
Hermione and Ron also coloured and looked at anything but each other.

Harry winced at the sudden awkwardness that filled the air.

�So, what happened?� Harry and Neville asked at the same time to break the
tension, and then both laughed.

�Well, when you lot left, we beat up those slimy Slytherins
and left them tied up and stunned in Umbridge�s
now-locked office,� Ginny explained. That would explain the aura of excitement
surrounding the group.

Harry grinned at them. �That�s great! Teach them not to go around acting all
high-and-mighty.�

Ron nodded enthusiastically. �It was weird, though... Malfoy
didn�t put up much of a fight, not like you�d expect him to. He practically
laid down and begged me to tie him up.�

Harry shrugged. �Maybe he�s seen the error of his ways?� The mere thought had
them all grinning.

�What are we going to do now?� Neville asked quietly, as if not wanting to
remind them of the situation at hand and break the sudden sense of comradeship.
Harry sighed, looking around, not entirely certain what to do. He hadn�t
planned any of this out.

�Well, I need to get to the Ministry, as soon as I can,� he told them
seriously, being reminded of Fred and George. Were they still alive? Was Voldemort still torturing them, or had they agreed to pick
up... whatever it was he wanted?

�Don�t you mean �we�?� Luna asked, dazed eyes fixed on him, having previously
been wandering over the grounds. Harry looked back at her, perturbed.

�What do you mean? I�ve already put you all in enough trouble! Look what�s
happened! I reckon I should just do this by myself.�

Hermione, however, took this moment to shove him the chest. �Harry James
Potter!� Harry winced. �If you think for one moment that, after all this, we�re
going to let you go battle Voldemort alone then you
have another thing coming.�

Harry looked to Ron for help, unsure what to do in the face of Hermione�s
worried anger, but Ron �looked equally as
serious. �She�s right, mate. You�re not doing this alone.�

Harry sighed � there was no winning when Ron and Hermione ganged up together on
him. It was like Hell had frozen over.

�All right, but just you two,� Harry said quietly to them, not wanting to hurt
the other�s feelings. They were his friends, but Neville, Ginny and Luna
weren�t the most reliable of people to take on a death-defying mission to face
a murderous mad-man.

�Hem hem.� The cough was so reminiscent to Umbridge�s
that Harry actually jerked and looked around worriedly � had she escaped from
the centaurs?!

However, he came to realise it was just Ginny, glaring at him angrily, along
with Neville and Luna. �We�ve just beaten up a bunch of Slytherins,
nearly got expelled, and helped you contact the Burrow. None of us are just
going to go back to school like good little students.�

�We�re going with you,� Neville continued, sounding more confident than Harry
had ever heard him. It made Harry�s lip twitch in a
smile � he knew Neville was a true Gryffindor, and it was times like these when
he showed it.

�And I know just the way to do it,� Luna finished. They all turned to look at
her.

�How?�

XxXxXxX

�He
practically laid down and begged me to tie him up� � oh I had quite an evil
smirk on my face while typing this ;)

Hope you all liked, and sorry for the shortness. I�ve got everything pretty
much written out now, though, so updates will be a lot more frequent.

Also, any beta�s out there who do both Twilight
and Harry Potter? Not a definite thing, but I might eventually work on an
idea I�ve got for a slash crossover. Yes,
I�m one of �those people� � Twilight likers :P

Thanks so much for all the reviews!

Dahlias Writer � Ginny�s no longer in �cahoots� with Malfoy,
so sorry if I�ve not explained that clearly, when I edited the story I�ll go
back and make it a bit more obvious ;) Harry�s slowly
forgiving her and so are Ron and Hermione. She�s grown up enough not to act
rash with jealousy, hope that cleared up some things.
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