Remus and Dora needed to start casting protection spells around the house. Their house became another safe house for members of the Order and Muggle-horns that were being persecuted by the Ministry. Dora had lost her job, and Remus felt absolutely terrible.

It was because of him. His wife had lost the most wonderful job she'd ever had. It was all his fault. It was because she'd married him. She seemed so upset. Dora spent hours trying to convince him that it wasn't his fault. That it was the corruption in the Ministry.

Remus found it hard to believe. They were both thankful that their vault at Gringotts had money in it, or they never would've survived. Thankfully, it was only the two of them and Remus was a good cook.

Today was the day they were going to pick up Harry from his home on Privet Drive and bring him to the Burrow. Order members were instructed to stop at safe houses that would take them to the Burrow. This was one of the first times they'd be apart since they're wedding. (The full moon was the first.)

It was almost time to leave. He looked at her solemnly. For the first time, she couldn't smile at him. This was the beginning of the war that would determine the lives and wizards and witches for generations. Would they be stuck under pureblood mania, half bloods and muggle horns hunted down and persecuted alike? A reign of tyranny and heartlessness.  Or would they succeed and survive this war? Wizards and witches of all statuses would live in peace. Couples could be happy. Children would be able to play without the fear of death tailing them closely.

He hugged her tightly. They knew they could lose each other tonight. He wiped away a tear that seemed to escape her eye. She smiled weakly at him. On some days she seemed so sick, Remus didn't know how to help her other than comforting her. He only wished he could make her feel better.

"I've got to tell you something and it's kind of important. I'm—" Dora began, blinking profusely. Her eyes drifted to the clock on the wall, "Never mind, it'll have to wait. Mad-Eye would murder us if we weren't on time."
"Are you sure. He won't mind."
"Yeah." she glanced at the wall again, leaving Remus utterly curious about what she was thinking.

He kissed her lips lovingly, knowing that one or both of them could die tonight. But it was a for a better world. A better life for those who'd come after them. He grasped her hand tightly and they apparated to a place far from their home. Privet Drive.

~oOo~

They landed on the lawn in front of Harry's home. Dora blew a strand of pink hair out of her face. She gripped Remus' arm tightly. They were greeted by the smiling faces of the rest of the Order. Although, Mad-Eye wasn't exactly smiling. More like a kind grimace. He also yelled for everyone to hurry up. She waved a hello to Bill and Fleur, who would be getting in married in a matter of days. Bill was a friend from her years at Hogwarts, but wasn't as close to him as she was with Charlie. They in return congratulated her and Remus like everyone else had done.

Mad-Eye raised an eyebrow and huffed a congratulations their way. Arthur and Kingsley smiled. Ron and Hermione were arguing somewhere off to the side and Fred and George were talking in hushed tones. They all stopped to give her a wave and a smile. Hagrid grinned at them as he wiped Sirius' motorbike with a cloth. Remus glanced at it for a second then looked away. She also looked at it sadly, also remembering the fond moments between her and her second cousin. For Remus, it must have been worse.

She greeted everyone there with a smile. They all needed to know that everything would be alright in the end. And they also needed to occasional laugh. There was always a need for laughter.

Harry finally opened the door, greeting Hermione and Ron with hugs. Everyone slowly came in. She and Remus were in front of Bill and Fleur, who she chatted with a for a short time. Harry seemed extremely happy to see everyone. She smirked at him when he spotted her and lifted her left hand. How she would have loved to tell them everything. But she had to tell her husband first. She tugged on Remus' sleeve.

"Remus, about what I was saying earlier." she whispered as he leaned down, "I'm—"

Mad-Eye glared at her and began his ever so happy and joyful greeting. She huffed as Remus looked away. She sent him a sad glance. Telling them their plan. Dora wished her could tell him now before one of those could die.

Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Fleur, and Mundungus Fletcher volunteered to take Polyjuice Potion become Harry. (Alright Mundungus didn't actually volunteer, it was more like Mad-Eye made him do it.) She'd be traveling with Ron by broomstick and heading to his Auntie Muriel's to catch a Portkey to the Burrow. Remus would be traveling by broomstick with George.

As soon as the potion was done, it was passed around to each of the people who'd be one of the seven Potters. She felt transfixed to her thoughts. Could she tell him now? No... he'd probably lose focus while flying and get caught by the Death Eaters if she told him now. He'd be busy thinking and thinking. Dora couldn't let that happen. She needed him alive and with her. But how, how would she tell him? He would he react? Dora could only pray he'd be happy. But they were in the middle of a war for goodness' sake.

Soon, the seven Potters were ready. It was time to leave. She felt a hand squeeze hers. She glanced up at Remus, who attempted a comforting smile. They all stepped outside. Ron (dressed as Harry) came up to her, holding his own broom tightly. She smiled at him weakly.

"Alright. You ready?" she said, swallowing the lump in her throat. Ron nodded.

Soon, the real fighting would begin.

Good afternoon! Or morning! Or evening! Whatever time it is where you are! How is everyone today? Well, I've got an interesting story about how I ran from a four year old with a gigantic gatorade bottle filled to the brim with water (who I did not know personally) that was threatening to splash water on me while my wonderful cousins and brother were laughing their butts off—but that's for another time. 

Question of the day: Alright, it's not really a question. Tell a funny story that happened this week. If you don't want to share, it's completely fine.

There was a Harry Potter contest at my local library and you picked a quote from a jar and you had to guess what book it was from. Me, my friend, brother, and two cousins, along with my parents went and guess who got it right... me and friend. Cousins and brother didn't try, my parents were embarrassed. Anyway we went to another library to try again, and my cousin got really lucky—she hasn't finished the books yet and somehow guessed it right. The quote she got was from the Half Blood Prince. Mine was from the Order of the Phoenix and my friend's was from the Prisoner of Azkaban. (We were all so very proud of her.)
Anyway that's my story. Personally, the water bottle one is funnier but ya know what, that one can wait.

See you all next time,
Abby

(P. S. Fan art I drew, and no dear friends I totally did not spend the entire day doing that first one and trying to get the wolf right or anything.)