Disclaimer; I don't own Harry Potter or any of the other characters for
that matter, I'm only using them to make this little world I have created,
they belong to J.K.Rowling, so please don't sue me.
A.N; Hello everyone, I had this idea for a fanfic ages ago and have only now had the time to write it so tell me what you think. And I hope you like it so please read and review if you want, flames are welcome!! Oh and this chapter is only a prologue
The wind was blowing up a storm, it wiped through their cloaks making a ripping noise, that really couldn't be heard over the noise of thunder and lighting,
"Susan, you said the storm would let us get away" came the commanding voice from a male. His messy black hair blowing in the wind and his staring green eyes alight with fire. His wand pointing out at the troops before him.
"I swear to the Gods Harry it was suppose to." Shouted Susan over the wind, she had created, her face contorted in concentration keeping the storm going. There were 25 of them in all and were surrounded by Order members to their east, Ministry members to the west, and Death Eaters to the north and south. The 25 were facing out at these armies; the leaders of course were not there.
"Pathetic, really, can't even face a bunch of kids" a disgusted female voice said to Harry's left, and He had to laugh. Out numbered at least 500 to 1 Hermione could still find something to complain about, To his right another female voice piped up but because of the wind it sounded much like she was whispering. "Yeah, well what would you expect, them to come along and say 'sorry, about this but we don't like your idea of a new world, where everyone is equal to each other so we going to have to get rid of you' like that's going to happen. They want to bloody keep themselves safe" And Harry couldn't help but laugh even harder at Ginny, but sobered up quickly when he saw spells being shot at the from all directions.
Someone from behind Harry sent up a shield that covered them and the shield just absorbed the spells into it. 'If this was how they are going to play it fine' Harry thought, and his body seemed to give off glow of blackness, it didn't seemed to faze any of the others in his team, but he saw a visible shiver run through the opposing troops and couldn't help but fell heartened.
"FRED, GEORGE, WHEN DID SEAMUS SAY HE COULD GET THE OTHERS HERE" Harry shouted out to behind him, and two voices answered.
"AN HOUR – -MAYBE TWO, BUT HE SAID- "-DON'T COUNT ON IT" they finished together. Some times that telepathic thing they had was really useful, otherwise it was just annoying.
"So, we're all a bloody lone, for at least two hours, that's great, just great" came another voice from Harry's side. "Ron! Language!" said Hermione.
Harry didn't look around, he now needed to concentrate on the task at hand. If his troops weren't going to be there for two hours then they would have to pull out all the stops to stay alive. Ginny's hand slipped into his and he knew she felt the same so he gave it a little squeeze. He surveyed the armies that were still shooting any spells they could think of, and he mentally thanked whoever had put up the shield. Most of the people in front of him looked astounded as the spells disappeared.
Harry now had time to look at where they had been cornered into, it seemed to be a valley, as there were hills rising up on either side of them and it was mostly greenery with a small amount of snow on the top of the hills, Harry looked around for an exit but couldn't seemed to find one, the were stuck.
"So, Harry mate, what are we going to do" Ron asked casually leaning on his staff. "We fight" Harry said simply as he unsheathed a sword from the left side of his waist.
And that was when all hell broke lose.
A.N; Hello everyone, I had this idea for a fanfic ages ago and have only now had the time to write it so tell me what you think. And I hope you like it so please read and review if you want, flames are welcome!! Oh and this chapter is only a prologue
The wind was blowing up a storm, it wiped through their cloaks making a ripping noise, that really couldn't be heard over the noise of thunder and lighting,
"Susan, you said the storm would let us get away" came the commanding voice from a male. His messy black hair blowing in the wind and his staring green eyes alight with fire. His wand pointing out at the troops before him.
"I swear to the Gods Harry it was suppose to." Shouted Susan over the wind, she had created, her face contorted in concentration keeping the storm going. There were 25 of them in all and were surrounded by Order members to their east, Ministry members to the west, and Death Eaters to the north and south. The 25 were facing out at these armies; the leaders of course were not there.
"Pathetic, really, can't even face a bunch of kids" a disgusted female voice said to Harry's left, and He had to laugh. Out numbered at least 500 to 1 Hermione could still find something to complain about, To his right another female voice piped up but because of the wind it sounded much like she was whispering. "Yeah, well what would you expect, them to come along and say 'sorry, about this but we don't like your idea of a new world, where everyone is equal to each other so we going to have to get rid of you' like that's going to happen. They want to bloody keep themselves safe" And Harry couldn't help but laugh even harder at Ginny, but sobered up quickly when he saw spells being shot at the from all directions.
Someone from behind Harry sent up a shield that covered them and the shield just absorbed the spells into it. 'If this was how they are going to play it fine' Harry thought, and his body seemed to give off glow of blackness, it didn't seemed to faze any of the others in his team, but he saw a visible shiver run through the opposing troops and couldn't help but fell heartened.
"FRED, GEORGE, WHEN DID SEAMUS SAY HE COULD GET THE OTHERS HERE" Harry shouted out to behind him, and two voices answered.
"AN HOUR – -MAYBE TWO, BUT HE SAID- "-DON'T COUNT ON IT" they finished together. Some times that telepathic thing they had was really useful, otherwise it was just annoying.
"So, we're all a bloody lone, for at least two hours, that's great, just great" came another voice from Harry's side. "Ron! Language!" said Hermione.
Harry didn't look around, he now needed to concentrate on the task at hand. If his troops weren't going to be there for two hours then they would have to pull out all the stops to stay alive. Ginny's hand slipped into his and he knew she felt the same so he gave it a little squeeze. He surveyed the armies that were still shooting any spells they could think of, and he mentally thanked whoever had put up the shield. Most of the people in front of him looked astounded as the spells disappeared.
Harry now had time to look at where they had been cornered into, it seemed to be a valley, as there were hills rising up on either side of them and it was mostly greenery with a small amount of snow on the top of the hills, Harry looked around for an exit but couldn't seemed to find one, the were stuck.
"So, Harry mate, what are we going to do" Ron asked casually leaning on his staff. "We fight" Harry said simply as he unsheathed a sword from the left side of his waist.
And that was when all hell broke lose.