4. The Seven Potters

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Lilly's POV
Harry was stunned... He ran back upstairs to see just in time the Dursleys' car swerve out of the drive and off the road.
He showed Hedwig around the house and recounted the memories of his family. It gave him an odd, empty feeling to remember those times; it was like remembering a younger brother whom he had lost...
We all stood there in the back and I smiled. I waved my wand and Harry noticed us. First Hagrid and his motorbike then to all of us. Ron, Hermione, Mad-Eye, Kingsley, Tonks, Remus, Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, Bill, Fleur, Mundungus Fletcher, Hagrid, and me.
Harry wondered why Kingsley wasn't looking after the Muggle Prime Minister. Kingsley replied "He can get along without me for one night, you're more important."
Tonks showed Harry her ring and Moody inturrupted, "Time for the cozy catch up later. Potter, as Dedalus probably told you, we had to abandon Plan A. Pius Thicknesse has gone over, which gives us a big problem. He's made it an imprisonable offense to connect the house to the Floo Network, place a Portkey here, or Apparate in or out. All done in the name of you protection to prevent You-Know-Who getting in at you. Absolutely pointless, seeing as your mother's charm does that already. Watson he's really done is to stop you getting out of here safely.
"Second problem: You're underage, which means you've still got the Trace on you. The charm that detects magical activity around under-seventeens, the way the Ministry finds out about underage magic! If you, or anyone around you, casts a spell to get you out of here, Thicknesse is going to know about it, and so will the Death Eaters.
"We can't wait for the Trace to break, because the moment you turn seventeen you'll lose all the protection your mother gave you. In short: Pius Thicknesse thinks he's got you cornered good and proper.
"We're going to use the only means of transport left to us, the only ones the Trace can't detect, because we don't need to cast spells to use them: brooms thestrals, and Hagrid's motorbike."
"Now, your mother's charm will only break under two cinditions: when you come of age or you no longer call this place home. You and your aunt and uncle are going separate ways tonight, in the full understanding that you are never going to live together again, correct?"
Harry nodded.
"So, this time, when you keave, they'll be no going back, and the charm will break the moment you get outside its range. We're choosing to break it earlt, because the alternative is waiting for You-Know-Who to come and seize you the moment you turn seventeen.
"The one thing we've got on our side is that You-Know-Who doesn't know we're moving you tinught. We've leaked a fake trail to the Ministry: They think you're not leaving until the thirtieth. However this is You-Know-Who we're dealing with, so we can't just rely on him getting the date wrong; he's bound to have a couple of Death Eaters patrolling the skies in this general area, just in case. So, we've given a dozen different houses every protector charm we throw at them. They all look like they could be the place we're going to hide you, they've all got some connection with the Order: my house, Kingsley's place, Molly's Auntie Muriel's - you get the idea, you'll be going to Tonks's place. Once you're within the boundaries of the protective enchantments we've put on their hojse, you'll be able to use a Portkey to the Burrow. The trick with them, is that they won't know which Harry Potter is the real one."
"The real one?" asked Harry.
Moody took out his flask and said, "I'm sure your familiar with this particular brew."
"No! No way!" Harry said loudly.
"Told you he'd take it well, " said Hermione.
Moody growled, "Everyone is of age, Potter. They've all agreed to take the risks."
"If you think I'm going to let everyone risk their lives-!"
"-because it's the first time for all of us, " said Ron.
"No! Taking that becomingly-!" said Harry.
"Well, none of us really fancy it, mate, " said Fred earnestly. "Imagine if something went wrong and we were stuck as a scrawny, speck git forever."
Harry didn't smile, instead said, "You can't do it if I don't cooperate, you need me to give you some hair."
"Well, that's that plan scuppered, " said George. "Obviously there's no chance at all of us getting a bit of your hair unless you cooperate."
"Yeah, fifteen of us against one bloke who's not allowed to use magic; we've got no chance."
Moody growled, "Alright Granger, as discussed."
Hermione quickly pulled out one of Harry's hair from the back of his head.
Harry clutched the back of his head and muttered, "Blimey, Hermione." I smiled.
Fred had the flask in his hand and asked, "Do you loss for these experiences, Mad-Eye?"
Moody nodded and Fred said, "Just trying to diffuse the tension..."
They all drank the potion and transformed.
Fred and George exclaimed, "Wow - we're identical!"
Moody said "Not yet you're not, " and he threw down a bag full full of clothes.
Fred said as he picked up a shirt, "Haven't got anything more sporty, have you?"
"Yeah, I don't really fancy this color, " said George as he picked one shirt up himself.
Moody growled, "You're not you, so shove it and strip!"
Mundungus said, "All right, all right!"
Moody said to the actual Harry, "You're going to need to change too, Potter."
Ron said as he looked at his bare chest, "I knew Ginny was lying about that tattoo."
As Hermione put on her glasses she said, "Harry your eyesight is really awful..."
Fleur said, "Bill, look away, I'm 'ideous..."
As the last of the Seven Potters were finish changing and had grabbing their fake trunk, snowy owl, and rucksack, Moody said, "Good, the pairs will be as follows: Mundungus will be traveling with me, by broom -"
"Why'm I with you?" grunted Mundungus.
Moody growled, "Because you're the one that needs watching, Arthur and Fred-"
"I'm George, can't you even tell us apart when we're Harry?"
"Sorry, George-"
"I'm only yanking your wand, I'm Fred really-"
"Enough messing around! The other one - George or Fred or whoever you are - you're with Remus. Miss Delacour -"
Bill said, "I'm taking Fleur on a thestral, she's not that fond of brooms." Fleur smiled st George.
"Miss Granger with Kingsley, again by thestral-" Hermione was glad she didn't have to ride a broom.
"What about, Lilly?" asked the real Harry.
I said, "I'll be flying around making sure your safe."
He nodded and Hagrid said to Harry, "Fifteen years ago I was the person who brought you here, now I find it fitting that I'm the one to take you away."
Moody said, "Yes, that's all very touching, let's go!"
Everyone mounted their brooms and thestrals. Harry got into the side car and I became invisible, but left a small outline so they could see me, I would become completely invisible when the real Harry gets into the air.
Moody yelled, "Good luck, everyone, see you all in an hour at the Burrow. On the count of three. One... Two... THREE." Everyone shot up.
I mind messaged to Moody, "Thank you, Alastor. For guiding me, for turning me into the Auror I am today, for helping me with Ministry problems, thank you for everything."
He said, "You're welcome, Miss Black, good luck..."
I had to move inbetween different battles with everyone.
I protected Hagrid until Tonks and Ron were in really big trouble.
Harry disarmed Stan Shunpike, the Death Eaters realized that it was the real Harry and then another Death Eater was about to curse Harry when Hagrid threw himself out of the bike at the Death Eater. They fell and I dived after Hagrid hoping to make it so he won't break any bones. I grabbed him by the arm trying to slow the fall, but he was really heavy! I made it so he rolled a bit to cushion the fall. Then Voldemort came and Harry was locked into a battle with him until Harry took over the bike, pressed the purple button, and the bike exerted a huge flame and threw them forward. Voldemort vanished, Harry saw Hagrid on the ground, eagle spread, and Harry landed in a muddy pond.
I went back to help the others...

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-Lilly :)

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