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Harry Potter & the Stone of Dreams	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 15672 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Justin, where's your sister? I sent you after her an hour ago!" groused a red faced and sweating Jerry Russo. Justin averted his eyes, wondering what to say. He didn't want to implicate himself in Alex's disappearance, and when Alex was involved, he could never be sure when the truth was better than a lie. But he eventually decided that the best course of action in this case was the truth.
"Dad... you'll never guess who was here..." Justin began excitedly.
"Don't try and deflect this Justin — where is she?" interjected Jerry angrily.
Well, thought Justin, if Dad was going to play it that way...
"She and Mason went on a double date with Harry Potter and Hermione Granger!" replied Justin bluntly, with a satisfied smirk on his face. It was always fun to watch his Dad have a meltdown. Justin wasn't disappointed. Jerry contorted, gesticulating wildly, sputtering incomprehensibly.
"You... She...Gaaaaah, arrgh, WHAT? Harry Potter? Here? ...Where?"
Justin waited patiently until his dad had calmed down.
"I tried to tell you Dad. Those customers you thought she bailed on were Harry Potter and his girlfriend. She didn't bail on them, she went to have lunch with them." Then Justin's eyebrows furrowed. "I guess I wasn't invited!"
"Well, it was a double date Justin, you can't really expect..." Jerry had briefly forgotten he was mad. then it finally dawned on him what Justin was saying.
"Harry Potter was here?" he asked with a greedy expression. Jerry loved nothing better than to rub shoulders with celebrities.
"And Hermione Granger Dad," Justin rolled his eyes, exasperated that his father didn't seem realise who the real celebrity was. "You know, she's only the prodigy who has reinvented the way the Wizarding World sees Arithmancy!" But Jerry Russo wasn't listening. He hadn't heard a word Justin had said since "Harry Potter." Then Jerry's face dropped.
"Oh NO! This is bad Justin, you've got to get Alex back, away from Harry Potter — Now!"
"What?" said Justin looking pained, "Why Dad?"
"Because of this," said Jerry, picking up The Daily Wizard on the living room table and handing it to Justin.
There on the front page in bold headlines read "ESCAPED DEATH EATERS HUNTING HARRY POTTER." The article continued, "Several Death-Eaters escaped from the British wizard prison, Azkaban yesterday, including Antonin Dolohov, Thorfinn Rowle, and the Carrow siblings. According to official sources the four escapees had personal grudges to settle with Harry Potter, the English teenage wizard responsible for the downfall of Voldemort. Prisoners in nearby cells had given British Ministry of Magic officials cause to believe that the escapees had made plans to track down Mr Potter and kill him... More on Page 4."
Justin dropped the paper as if it had burned him. But surely they couldn't be that hard to take on. Harry Potter had defeated Voldemort, and the other idiots had been captured and imprisoned once already. Jerry saw the look on Justin's face.
"Justin, you don't understand! These Death Eaters, they aren't like the Dark Wizards over here. European Dark Wizards aren't buffoons and morons like the ones we have in America. Torture and mass-murder is fun for these guys." Justin stared blankly at his father, slowly furrowing his brow. He opened his mouth to reply, but Jerry grabbed his arm and looked Justin directly in the eye with a deadly serious expression.
"Find Alex, Justin. And bring her back immediately! I don't want her anywhere near Harry Potter! I don't know what I'd do..." Jerry looked like he was about to cry. Justin puffed out his chest.
"Don't worry Dad, I'll find Alex and bring her back. I promise."
"Please Justin..."
"Dad, I've got this. Relax! This is today's paper, it's not like they could've found Potter already."
"JUSTIN!" Jerry bellowed angrily, "Take this seriously. This isn't monster hunting okay! These people — they will RAPE, TORTURE, and KILL your little sister and feed her to their werewolves or vampires — and not necessarily in that order. Find her... NOW!"
Justin had never seen his dad so terrified and angry. A shiver ran up his spine. He gave Jerry a grim look, nodded tersely and flashed out of the apartment.

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Molly Weasley dropped her cup of tea and it shattered on the floor.
"Arthur, ARTHUR, where are you? Have you seen this?" she yelled, waving around that morning's Daily Prophet. Arthur Weasley clattered down the stairs, clearly having trouble trying to put on his tie which was currently subbing as a bandana.
"What dear?" he panted as he stumbled into the kitchen. Molly shoved the newspaper in Arthur's face, nearly knocking off his glasses.
"THIS," she screeched, "Shouldn't you know this already? Why aren't you at work yet. You should have Aurors all over this by now!"
Arthur sighed, he had got home from the Ministry three hours ago, and he had only had two hours sleep. What could have possibly happened in that time? He pushed his glasses back up his nose and peered at the paper.
"ESCAPED DEATH EATERS RUMOURED TO BE SEEKING HARRY POTTER." Arthur gasped, nearly dropped the paper and clutched it before it fell. He continued to read the slightly crinkled newspaper. When he was finished, he put the paper down on the table calmly, much more calmly than he felt inside. His wife was beside herself. Arthur tried to collect his thoughts and let Molly continue to fret on her own.
"Arthur what are we going to do? You can't send any of our children. I forbid it! Haven't you got any bloody Aurors who are any good? What about Shacklebolt? Send Hagrid, he loves the boy and nothing can stop that man when he's on a mission!"
As awful as he felt, Arthur almost smiled, reminded of everything he loved about Molly. She was as sharp as a tack and he had been thinking the same thing.
"You're absolutely right dear! I'll have Shacklebolt and Hagrid on this within the hour. I'm sure other Aurors are already on the case. Right! I'm off then." Arthur made to apparate but Molly yelled.
"Arthur!" He turned to look at Molly.
"What dear?" he asked. Molly peered at him sternly.
"I think something needs fixing unless you want to go to work looking like a pirate." Molly removed the tie from Arthur's head and tied it neatly under his collar, tucking it into his waist coat. "There you go dear," she said with a sad little smile. "Now go and find Harry and Hermione!" A moment later Arthur had vanished.
Molly turned to her clock to see where her children were. George and Percy had moved back home at her request. Bill and Charlie had others to be responsible for though. The clock showed that Ron, Ginny, George, and Percy were home. They were probably still in bed she thought. Molly turned to throw the Prophet in the rubbish when George stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing at his eyes.
"Is that the Daily Prophet Mum? Here, let me have a look. I want to see if they've put in the advert for the Weasley's Wizard Wheeze's reopening." He snatched it from his mother's hands, not at all registering the shocked expression on her face.
George stared at the paper for a second. He rubbed his eyes in case he had misread it. Nope. There it was in black and white.
"ESCAPED DEATH EATERS RUMOURED TO BE SEEKING HARRY POTTER."
"RON!" he bellowed up the stairs.
"NO!" screamed Molly, tearing the Daily Prophet from George's grasp. "You're not to... I won't allow it!"
But George kept yelling.
"Ron, Ginny, hurry up! You need to see this right now! Get down here."
Tears streamed down Molly's face as her children stumbled down the stairs rubbing the sleep from their eyes.
"No," she sobbed, "I forbid it..."
"Forbid what Mum?" Ginny asked with concern.
"Look," said George loudly, pushing the newspaper at his sister. Ginny screamed.
"No! George we have to go..."
"Go where?" asked Ron blearily as he staggered in next.
"To help Harry and Hermione of course!" Ginny replied firmly. She snatched the paper from George's hand and whacked Ron on the head with it. Ron grabbed at it furiously.
"What was that for?" Ron grumped.
"For being a slow dimwit. Look at the paper you prat!" Ginny glared at Ron who hurriedly averted his eyes and he looked at the Prophet instead. His jaw gaped. Ron shut his mouth and looked pensive for a moment. Then his face stiffened and he replied.
"Well, 'Mione and Harry'll be alright won't they? They can bloody look after themselves..." Ron's features twisted as he snarled, "That's what they're good at!"
Seeing the horrified expressions on Ginny's and George's faces, Ron realised he had said something wrong and backpedaled in a wounded tone, slightly chastened. "The Death Eaters, they've been beaten before. And Dad'll have Aurors after them..."
"ARE YOU BLOODY MAD?" screamed Ginny, "We have to help them..."
"NO!" shouted Molly. "Ron's absolutely right! You lot are all staying here where I can keep my eye on you."
"Sorry Mum," said George quietly but firmly, "That's just not going to happen. I can't let Harry down after all he's done for us."
"And that goes DOUBLE for me!" Ginny scowled fiercely, "You'll have to hex me to stop me!"
"Don't think I won't." Mrs Weasley glared at Ginny, wand at her fingertips.
"MUM!" warned George, "We're going and you're not stopping us! What about you Ron? You going to be a prat and sit this one out?"
"Don't talk to your brother like that! It's alright that he's had enough. Haven't you two had enough yet? Merlin knows how much I love that boy and Hermione..." Molly sobbed "Those two deserve a long happy life together. But I can't lose any more of you. You know your father will have Harry and Hermione looked after..."
"Come on Ginny," George reached for Ginny's hand, then turned to his mother and said, "Bye Mum, we love you." And with that Ginny and George vanished.
Molly sobbed inconsolably. Ron put his arm around her, looking both sulky and guilty. He should have gone. But Mum was right, he'd had enough. And anyway, his mother needed him now. Ron pushed back at the little voices which told him to admit the truth, that he was jealous of Hermione and Harry, being together, being able to go wherever they wanted, whenever they liked.
"Is it safe to come down now?" Percy called down the stairs warily, "I heard raised voices..."
"NO!" bellowed Ron, before changing his mind. "Wait! Yes! Come down Percy — Mum needs you..."
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