seven potter's

Sage gripped her father's hand as he took Tonks, they apparated to the Dursley's home, who packed up and left.

It had been a month and a half since Elizabeth's funeral. It was hard, but Sage was managing, that's all she could do after all.

Remus opened the door, holding it open for Sage and Tonks. She was starting to show, but barely.

When they entered, almost everyone was there already. "Remus," Harry said, turning to him, with a smile.

"Hello Harry," Remus greeted, eyeing Tonks.

"Hi Tonks," Harry said.

Tonks nodded in a way of saying hello back, "Wait until you-" it was as if she was about to announce her pregnancy.

"Wait for the friendly catch-up later!" Mad-Eye Moody hissed as he walked in, "We have work to do!"

Everyone gathered around Mad-Eye Moody. "What's going on?" Harry quietly asked Hermione, who ignored his question.

Sage looked over to see Elizabeth's father, Darrel, talking to her dad.

"Potter's you're underage, which means you've still got the trace on you," Moody explained, leaning against his stick.

"What's the trace?" Harry questioned.

Moody sighed, "If you sneeze the ministry will know who wiped your nose," Moody said, "The point is we have to use those means of transport the trace can't detect. Brooms... thestrals, and the bike. We go in pairs. That way if anyone's out there waiting for us, which I reckon there will be, they won't know which Harry Potter is the real one."

Harry raised his eyebrows, "The real one?" He questioned.

Moody pulled out a potion, "I believe you are particularly familiar with this brew, Mr. Potter?" Moody said, raising it so he could see, popping it open.

"No!" Harry exclaimed, "No, absolutely not."

"I told you he would take it well," Hermione added.

"No, if you think I'm gonna let everyone risk their lives for me..." Harry said, "I-"

"Not like we haven't before mate," Ron pointed out.

Harry turned to Ron, "No! No this is different!" He snapped, "Taking that! Becoming me! No!"

"Well none of us really fancy you mate," Fred joked.

"Yeah," George agreed, "Imagine something went wrong and we ended up a scrawny git forever."

"Everyone here is of age Potter," Moody explained, "They've all agreed to take the risk."

Someone coughed in the back, Sage turned to see a short man, she didn't recognize. "Technically I've been coerced," The man said, "Mundungus Fletcher, Mr. Potter. Always been a huge admirer."

Harry stared at him for a moment until a sigh of annoyance came from Moody. "Nip it Mundungus!" He snapped, "All right Granger, as discussed."

Hermione walked up behind Harry and pulled a piece of his hair out "Blimey Hermione!" Harry hissed, rubbing the back of his head.

"Straight in here, If you please," Moody ordered.

Everyone adjusted, moving around the room until the fake Potters were in line. "For any of you who have never tasted Polyjuice potion, warning it tastes like goblin piss," Moody explained, handing the potion to Fred.

"You have experience with that do you Mad-Eye," Fred joked, getting a glare from him, "Just trying to defuse the tension." He said as he drank it first, shrinking down.

It went down the line until it reached Sage, who took a sip, making a face at the taste, before handing it down to Ron. She grew slightly, feeling her face melt into Harry's.

Fred and George looked at each "Woah! We're identical!" They said in unison.

"Not yet you aren't," Moody said, dropping a bag of close for them to change into. Sage leaned down to grab some clothes and threw them on, also getting a pair of glasses.

"You don't have anything more supporting do you?" One of the twins asked.

"Yeah I don't really fancy this color," the other said.

Moody rolled his eyes, "Well fancy this, you aren't you so shut it!" Moody snapped.

"Bill, look away I'm hideous," Fleur said, taking her bra off.

Hermione looked at the glasses, "Harry, you're eyesight is really awful," she told him.

"All right then, we'll be pairing off," Moody ordered. "Each Potter will have a protector. Mundungus stick tight to me, I wanna keep an eye on you. As for Harry?"

"Yes?" They all asked in unison.

"The real Harry," Moody added, "Where the devil are you?"

Harry raised his hand, "Here."

"You'll rid with Hagrid," He said.

"I brought yer here sixteen years ago," Hagrid told him, "When yer was no bigger than a bowtruckle. Seems only right I should be the one to return yer."

"Yes it's all very touching," Moody interrupted with annoyance, "Let's go!"

Quickly Moody ordered them in pairs. Harry with Hagrid, Mundungus with Moody, Hermione Granger with Kinsley Shacklebolt, Ron Weasley with Tonks, George Weasley with Remus Lupin, Fred Weasley with Arthur Weasley, then Bill and Fleur, and lastly Sage Lupin with Darrel Callier.

Sage was given a broomstick and she was the one controlling it, being a skilled flyer. They let off, into the air.

Sage gripped onto the broom with one hand, her wand in her other. They flew in the air, getting attacked by death eaters.

Spells were being cast around her, she just tried her best to dodge them. "Be careful!" Darrel hissed loudly. "Don't you dare get us killed!"

Sage rolled her eyes, getting distracted by his yelling all she saw was a green light and the echoing voice of someone saying 'Avada Kedarva'

The weight of the Brook lightened, before she even turned around she knew what happened.

Darrel Callier was dead, she turned to see him not on the broom.

Sage stuck to the plan and arrived at the Weasley's landing on the ground. "Sage!" Molly said, rushing over to her and hugging her, Sage hugged her back.

Remus quickly rushed over pointing his wand at her. "Dad?" She asked, pulling away from Molly.

"We were betrayed," Remus told her, wand still raised. "What did you do the night Albus Dumbledore died?"

Sage's eyes widened as she shook her head. "No... please."

Molly was watching, that was it. "Tell me."

Sage looked at Molly and hit her lip. "I killed him." She said blankly.

Molly's eyes widened slightly as she slowly walked inside. Molly wouldn't say anything... she hoped. Remus lowered his wand as Sage turned to see more people arrive back. George hurt his ear and Mad-Eye was dead.

"Where's Darrell?" He asked.

"He's dead..." she mumbled. Remus just stared at her. The Callier family was falling apart.

A/N:
Ah! It took me forever to update and I apologize! I'm not sure when my other stories will be updated, I'm trying to decide if I should do my Hunger Games fanfiction in the first person or not. Anyways I hope you enjoyed it!