Chapter 32

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Barty stepped in front of me protectively, pointing his wand at Georges chest.

"Don't you think your family's done enough" Barty growled

My hand gripped Bartys tightly as if I was afraid he would vanish at any moment. I still could barely believe my eyes him standing here protecting me, I had wished for this day for months and for the first time in ages I knew I was safe.

"If you leave now I won't inform the order you were here" George offered

Barty grins

"Then we'll leave now"

"Mysti stays" George said in a serious tone

Bartys eyes went dark

"I'm not leaving her here to suffer with you"

"Suffer?" George repeated

I bet she's had a more stable life here than the one she had with the Malfoys

"Did you forget your mother is the reason she's an orphan?" Barty yelled

"You've kept her from everyone she loves for almost a year, her family think she's dead!"

"So why didn't you" George asked

"I know better" Barty stated

"Mysti" George addressed me

"Stay, stay here and you'll be safe forever, we can still get married tomorrow and build a proper life"

"Married?" Barty repeated a look of hurt flashed briefly in his eyes

"Against my will, They want to steal my fortune and make me a blood traitor, to ensure my family would never want me back" I replied looking back at him

"You'll spend your whole life running from the ministry because of him is that what you want" George said

"Yes" I responded almost immediately

"Well I can't let yo-" George started but his voice was interrupted

"Imperio" barty whispered

George's demeanour at once became placid, there was nothing behind his eyes, his lively personality gone

"You will return to the burrow and be your annoyingly usual self, you will tell your mother Mysti is spending a few more moments down the hill picking flowers for her wedding bouquet. You will convince her Mysti has had a change of heart about this marriage, that you spoke and she has realised neither I or anyone from her family are coming to find her and she wants a new family, with you"

Barty said the last words through gritted teeth before the shrill echos of Molly Weasley's voice came over the hill. The sun was low in the sky and I guessed Mrs Weasley was calling us back for supper.

Barty's eyes narrowed at the sound of her voice.

"No" I said quietly holding both his hands firmly in mine

A conflicted look crossed his face, his dark eyes filled with rage

"She killed Bellatrix" he said simply as he pulled his hands out of mine and started striding towards the hill

"I know" I said the hurt present in my voice

I followed him as he stalked the voice of Molly Weasley

"Barty please"

"Don't"

Finally he turned to look at me

"Don't tell me you haven't dreamed about ending her each and every day you suffered here" he said raising and eyebrow and walking towards me

"Multiple times a day" I whispered

He smirked

"That's my girl"

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