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Harry Potter NR.1

... behind her. Peter had sat by the door and Regulus pacing in front of it and both gave her their full attention. "Is she ok?" "No, she's not ok," Lily said, annoyed. "She hasn't had a proper meal in days, she's dehydrated and she refuses to go to St. Mungo's so unless Madam Pomfrey makes house calls I don't see much alteration to her health." Regulus looked frantic. "Do we know what's causing it?" Peter asked. "I've no idea. She's been fine for such a while after her return, but I can only imagine it being a nervous reaction to torture. Unless she's truly sick. I need you to write to Dumbeldore and tell him to send Madam Pomfrey if she can get away." James nodded. "He actually just wrote to us. Dumbledore has gotten notice that Voldemort is planning an attack. On us. That's why he's been away." Silent for a moment, Lily considered this new information. "Okay, what do we do?" "Dumbledore wants to put us under the Fidelius by Saturday at the latest." They heard Ginny start up again and Regulus stiffened. Lily turned to the door and then back to her husband. "Organize it. I have to tend to Ginny." James looked as though he too wanted to take care of his friend but knowing Ginny would be under spectacular care with his wife, he allowed himself to get to work. "We'll get it done tomorrow. No time to waste." "I'll go find a way to get Madam Pomfrey here," Peter said and then rushed off hurriedly. Regulus hated that Ginny was sick and knew it was because of the locket. Technically, ...

... it was the last one that she hadn't destroyed and the idea that it was still out there scared her sick. He was glad that Lily and James hadn't realized it yet, or were taking it in stride if they had. The combination of the locket being at large and the new information that Voldemort was planning to attack was staggering. But if the Fidelius Charm worked as it should, there wouldn't be a problem at all. Perhaps if the locket could be taken out of the group's focus, they could just deal with it later. Madam Pomfrey wasted no time in arriving at Potter Manor. She gave Ginny a few potions to calm her stomach and another to calm her nerves. Ginny had a high fever and needed to rest. Meanwhile, James had everything scheduled for the following afternoon. "Everyone will be present when Dumbledore sets the spell," James was saying to Sirius. "That way no one can blame anyone else if there's a betrayal. No changing our minds." Remus was half awake, the back of his forearm partially blocking the afternoon light streaming from the windows. A thin blanket had been lazily strewn on the floor at some point in the night and he reached over with his other hand to grab it without seeing. "Get up. Remus, get off my couch," Peter said, uncharacteristically stern. He hadn't changed entirely. He was still unobtrusive as ever on most occasions. But somehow, even before Remus had arrived, Peter Pettigrew had grown a backbone. The once small, easily influenced boy, now had a courage that could make ...