What on earth? -- July 1997

I had gotten word that Jetty needed some help.  I didn't necessarily find it odd that he asked me for help, I just found it odd of where the location was that he said he was at.  It was kind of a shady place.  All I had told Fred was that Jetty needed my help and only me... but I didn't tell him exactly where due to the fact that I knew he probably wouldn't want me around a place like this.  I didn't want to be aroudn a place like this to be honest.  I looked around and saw my brother sitting on the ground, leaning up against a dilapidated building.  "Jetty!" I said, rushing over to him.  He looked really pale and his eyes were closed.  "Hey... Jet, wake up."  I shook his shoulders and my gaze did a quick once over of the rest of his body.  His one leg was sticking out at an odd angle and he had cuts on his face.  What had happened?

I heard my sister's voice and her shaking me nearly made my head hit the brick building.  "Jada, calm down," I muttered, opening my eyes.  There really wasn't a huge reason for her to freak out.  I had a broken leg and some other few minor injuries, I was fine.  Better off than I expected to be, to be honest.  I had to know if Sirius had gotten to Dean and Harry in time.  "Jada, I need you to help me," I started.

I rolled my eyes and responded with, "No shit."  I mean really?  Of course I knew he needed my help!  He owled me saying so.  I stood up to take off my shirt -- thankful that I had a cami underneath -- and figured I could at least try to make some sort of splint to at least stabilize his leg enough that it wouldn't be dragging so awkwardly.

Sometimes I just wanted to smack my sister, even if she was going to help me.  "Listen to me... I can wait.  There are others that are in trouble and I need to go see if help got there in time," I started to exlain quickly.  "Dean and Harry were up against my dad... and Dad is a lot better of a wizard as many people put him out to be."  I would have apparated there myself, but I couldn't muster enough energy.  And with a broken leg, how much help would I have been?

I ignored his wince of pain as I at least put some sort of help around his leg.  I looked up at him.  "Whoa, what?  Jetty... I think you've lost your mind or something from having been mugged out here or whatever happened.  Your dad is dead," I said softly.  I wasn't sure what state of mind he was in, so I didn't want to be too harsh about it.  But Peter had died years ago... Jetty was so young I knew he couldn't remember him at all.

Right... she didn't know.  "Jada it is a really long story that I'd love to tell you.  But right now, I need help apparating to a certain place where I know they were at.  Please, can you at least help me with this before I go into all the details?  People could be seriously injured or killed by now because I wasn't able to send a proper warning to them... the whole plan went wrong," I said, shaking my head.  I hated myself for not being able to do more.  If someone ended up hurt because of this... I don't know if I could forgive myself.

I bit my lip, stopping myself from grilling him.  "Okay,' I said after only a moment.  He needed to do this... so I was going to help him.  "Where are we going?  I don't htink you have enough strength to be the main person doing this... Or do you want me to come along just to make sure you don't collapse?" I questioned.

"Just hold on," I said, letting her help me up.  When I was secured to her side the best we could manage, I apparated to where Lily had been.  What I saw wasn't good... the thing looked like it was in rubble.  "Oh no," I said, urging Jada to move quicker to get to where I might be able to find evidence if everyone was okay.

We moved as quickly as we could and I let out a gasp when I saw feet sticking out -- the person was hidden behind a pile of rocks.  "Jetty," I said stopping and pointing to the pair of feet.  "What is going on?" Alright, I couldn't just not know some details right now.  It looked like we were walking into what was left of some sort of battle or soemthing.

"The Potters are alive, Jada.  And Dean and Harry came here to rescue them... but m dad - who is also alive still - was keeping them trapped.  He was trying to get me to go to the dark side... so I helped him.  I'm not proud of it, but I did.  I at least talked with LIly to let her know what was going on the best I could.  Then I told dean about it and we set up a rescue mission... but Dad overpowered me and I wasn't able to send a warning," I said, trying to stagger to around the pile of rocks.  When I got around it, I saw my father.  I felt both a wave of sadness mixed with a wave of relief.  It wasn't one of my friends... but he was still my father.

I saw that the feet belonged to Peter at the same time Jetty did.  I put my hand on his shoulder.  "Oh, Jetty, I'm sorry," I said quietly.  I wasn't sure how Jetty felt about hsi father... but after what he just told me I really wished that my brother didn't care too much for him.  Then again, it was his father... so naturally there would be sad feelings I would think.

I did have mixed feelings... and I was surprised by the predominant one:  They got out.  They won.  They were okay... hopefully.  I looked at Jada.  My leg was throbbing and I had a feeling that I knew where they'd take Lily and James.  "We'll have to end up at St. Mungo's... that's where they have to be.  I need to know that they're all okay," I explained.

I was slightly proud that my brother wa smore concerned about them than himself.  But that's what his sister was there for.  "Jetty, we need to get your leg looked at," I said, helping him back up.  "Then afterwards we can hunt them down in the hospital.  You worry about them... I, however, am going to worry aboutyou.  And your leg and well-being is my first priority."  I'd have to send word to Fred about some of what was goign on.  I figured he'd be worried about me since I didn' have much details to go off of at first anyways.

I nodded.  I suppose Jada was right.  "Okay... but as soon as I get the clear, I'm searching for them," I told her, leaning against her.  I was feeling a little woozy and was sure it was due to the fact that I felt blood dripping down my leg.  I had probably lost quite a bit.

"I can even get a head start on the search as soon as I know nothing is life-threatening with you," I added.  If all they had to do was cast his leg and stuff, I didn't need to be tehre for that.  I would ask around about the Potters and Blacks and see if I could find anything out.  I knew it meant a lot to Jetty that they were found and okay.