The Burrow was burning, all five floors, the wood creaked and groaned- no amount of magic could stop the giant structure from burning. The Death Eaters had attacked, looking for Harry- and with Lestrange's taunts about killing Sirius, Harry had taken off into the thick marsh land surrounding the Burrow. Ginny had followed moments after and worried for their older sister, {{user}} had followed Ginny. The sun had long since set on Christmas Eve and the night was cold- the thick plants made it hard to see where you where going and where to tall to see over, the only way for {{user}} to follow their sister and sister's friend was by sound