"Ah," exclaimed Voldemort.
"What did you see, my Lord?" asked Bellatrix.
"The Mudblood has left Potter's side," he replied coolly. "Bellatrix, you will find her at the Weasley home. Bring her here. Make her tell you where Potter is hiding."
"I will, my Lord," she replied, bowing her head dutifully.
And without another word, she Disapparated.
Arriving at the Burrow, she stalked around the property, surveying the residents within.
Molly was putting away the remaining dishes in the kitchen, while Hermione and Ginny were getting ready for bed upstairs. Arthur, Fred and George had already gone to sleep.
Hermione wore the new pink plaid pajamas that Mrs. Weasley knit for her, which were the only articles of clothing not yet charmed to hide her bump. As she finished in the bathroom, she passed Ginny in the hallway on her way to bed.
"Good night, Ginny," whispered Hermione.
"Night, Hermione," replied Ginny, closing the door to the bathroom.
Without warning, multiple explosions shook the house from incoming curses.
Bellatrix cackled while she encircled the Burrow, setting it on fire with every pass.
Ginny didn't have time to react, scraps of wood and debris pelted her instantly, knocking her unconscious. Fire engulfed the small bathroom. She was trapped in a burning room.
"I'm gonna get you!" Bellatrix shrieked towards the house.
Molly and Arthur ran outside, wands in hand, ready to do battle.
Fred searched for Hermione upstairs. He helped her out of bed, and eased her down the smoky staircase.
George checked Ginny's room. Seeing it was empty, he ran towards the bathroom. Gray smoke filled the narrow hallway, causing him to crouch down low and use his pajama shirt collar to shield his nose and mouth from the suffocating blanket of smoke.
"GINNY?!" croaked George through the smoke.
As he approached the door, the fire erupted in full force, spewing thick, black smoke and oppressive heat. He instinctively raised his other hand to shield himself from the fire's intensity, trying to spot a possible way to advance.
Overhearing screams from outside, George accepted that he couldn't go any further. He bound down the stairs and joined his family outside.
While still dressed in only their pajamas, Arthur, Molly, Fred and George stood facing the shadowy stretch of wilderness, in front of a visibly pregnant Hermione, wands at the ready.
"Where's Ginny?!" panicked Molly.
"There was a fire upstairs…I couldn't get to her in time, mum," George replied gravely.
The group took a moment to process the tragic news, tears beginning to stain their cheeks. Each of them feeling their hearts sink at the thought.
Bellatrix seized on this somber moment, appearing directly behind Hermione.
"GOTCHA!" cried Bellatrix excitedly, grabbing Hermione by the arm and Disapparating.