A/N: Hey guys! This is my very first fan-fic! So I hope you like it!

I do not own any related to the Harry Potter franchise, J.K. Rowling does and she is awesome!

CHAPTER 1: WAR.

Harry's POV:

There was a huge explosion, I felt how I had flown and the next thing I know, I'm covered in rubble, I felt blood oozing out of my cheek; there was a horrible scream, and I was terrified. I was helping Hermione to stand up, when Percy yelled, "No! Fred! No!"

Fred was covered in rubble, unconscious, he didn't look good, too pale, Ron was next to him, so was Percy, Hermione had tears in her eyes, too shocked to move. All of the sudden a figure came running to us, I pointed my wand at her, but she ignored me and ran without hesitation to Fred and started to check if he was still alive, which was useless it was too late, she looked serious for a minute while she muttered spells under her breath, but then she relaxed – as much as you can in the middle of a war – and looked at our terrified expressions and all but chided,

"What the hell are you doing? Go! Quickly!" She looked at me, and I looked back confused, then I turned to Ron and Hermione who looked as confused as I was, she sighed in frustration, "I heard you acted on instinct, but not that you were slow Harry Potter," She turned to Percy, "Percy Weasley, help me, we need to move him so I can work on him, we don't have much time" She moved towards Fred's legs to grab them, murmuring "Internal bleeding, broken bones, muscular bruises… oh boy…" Percy moved to Fred's upper body and carefully lifted him, all this happened and I was still paralyzed.

The girl turned and all but screeched, "FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN! GO THE HELL NOW! Don't waste time Harry Potter!"

Right then Hermione finally was over the shock and dragged Ron and me out of there.

Percy's POV:

The girl and I were able to move my brother to a broom closet close by, as soon as I put Fred on the floor carefully, she moved towards his torso and started murmuring spells to his chest, he moaned a bit and suddenly he looked much too relaxed, I asked in alarm, "What did you do? Is he dead? Did you just kill my brother?"

She sighed and looked into my eyes, she stared at me like I was a child asking her mother why the sky is blue and not red, it bothered me very much, "No, don't worry, he is fine, I was able to eradicate the internal bleeding, fix his bones and bruised muscles and organs, he'll wake up soon, I hope, but he can't fight, or at least he shouldn't, but knowing your brother he will do it anyways" When she finished there was humor in her eyes that didn't quite meet the expression on her face.

"Thank you," I said fervently. "But I must ask, I do not want to be rude, but, uuumm… who are you?" She laughed a humorless and exhausted laugh, she was petit, with dark brown hair and big brown eyes, you could tell she was what people would say pretty, but the fighting, I assumed, made her hair stick out in every direction possible and her face was covered in dirt and scratches.

"I'm Diana, Diana Della Sala, I know your family," She paused for a moment, "actually, I'm a member of the Order…"

"Of the Phoenix?" I asked in surprise and skepticism, "You are much too young"

"Yes, I'm aware of that little detail, but I'm truly a member, I moved to England two years ago, to help and fight" As she said this there was a huge explosion near to us, we both tensed, I hold tighter my wand, and so did she, but she reach for something in her leg, for the looks of it, a belt, but I did not get to detail the belt, I was brought back to reality by Diana, " Go! I'll stay with Fred"

"What if they check in here?"

"Don't worry, they'll drop on the floor before they even know what's going on" Her face grew darker as she said this. I nodded and got out of the closet, to fight, wondering if my family was alright.

Fred's POV:

I woke up gasping, in a broom closet, wait a second… what? A broom closet? Where was I? What the bloody hell is going on? The last thing I could gather was the fighting and joking to Percy how he had made a joke, then the explosion and then everything went black. I tried to sit up but a hand stopped me, "Don't do that yet, give it a couple of seconds, are you hurting?"

I knew that voice; I have been annoying that voice for the last six months, since she was assigned to watch my family… "Diana? Is that you?" I asked, "What happened?"

"Huge explosion, and it got you bad, thought for a sec' that death had you by the twins, I fixed you up, but I need you to lay down for a sec'" She looked serious when she was done speaking, making it very clear that I had to obey, but there was an edge to her expression…

"Who died?" As I said this I realized how true that could be, the possibility that someone I knew was dead; without my permission, my breath quickened. Diana held a hand to my chest, " Relax! As far as I know, none of your family members, but I'm afraid that some others have, and not necessarily the bad ones" I started to sit up again, but she restrain me again, and yelling this time, "Would you lie down? You need to rest for a little while! Are all Weasleys this stubborn?"

"But I have to help! And no!"

"You will help, but I need you to chill for a bit! Or you are going to get yourself killed, and toss the work I just did on you down the toilet, now let me check on you" She started touching my torso;

"What do you think you are doing?" I asked amused.

"Wha…?" She looked confused and then said understanding, "Get over yourself, the internal bleeding was in your torso," then she murmured something that sounded like: "Can't believe he is still able to be this annoying in the middle of a war"

After what it felt like hours, but Diana assured me that were just minutes, she finally let me stand up, and we were getting ready to fight again, I held my wand tightly in my hand, and so did she, but with her other she reached for a belt in her thigh, "On the count of three"

"Don't be ridiculous!" I all but burst through the door, and it went crazy, Diana was at my side for a second, suddenly two Death Eaters came at us; Diana started dueling with no other than Fenrir Greyback, I tried to help her, but the other Death Eater came at me so I focused on the bloke. Twenty seconds later, there was a loud howl, and the Death Eater stopped short, giving me the distraction I need it; I stunned the bloke, and turned to Diana.

Greyback was holding a hairy hand towards his chest that was bleeding uncontrollably, Diana had disarmed him and had his wand on her hand, she then grabbed it by the ends with both hands and proceeded to slam it towards her knees, breaking it in half, Greyback stared in horror but recovered saying, "You bloody bitch! You'll…. You'll pay for that"

"You sure? You don't look so good, I say you have five seconds" As Diana responded calmly, it was scary since just as she finished, Greyback fell on the floor, dead. I took a look at Greyback; he had a knife sticking out of his chest.

"You are killing?" I asked in horror. She looked at me with a furrowed brow, like what I just said hit her, "No, the blade is impregnated with a very strong sleeping potion"

"But the knife is in his chest"

"Yes, but I aimed for a place where there are no organs that could be affected, he'll wake up in around three hours, I hope…" She didn't look so sure, without noticing I was voicing my thoughts, "You don't look so sure…"

"Well, you have to take into consideration that the guy is a werewolf, right?" She paused, realizing something, "This is the first time we are actually having a normal conversation"

"How is talking about you stabbing people, a normal conversation?"

She looked at me in the eyes, "Well for one, I'm ot screaming at you for annoying the crap out of me, how's that for a change of our normal conversations?"

"That's true, but you can't deny that you didn't love them…" I said smugly, since I met her, I have the need to play pranks on her, and mostly annoy her to no end. I met Diana when my brother and I first joined the Order, which was the summer when we had started working in our store. In the meeting were most of the members, or at least the ones I had met the summer before in Grimmauld Place and had survived, which were McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, Remus, Kingsley, Mad-Eye, Tonks, Dedalus Diggle, Elphias Doge, Dung, Hestia Jones, Sturgis Podmore, of course my mum and dad, Bill, Charlie and Dumbledore; but in that particular meeting…

George and I were sitting in the kitchen table of Number 12 of Grimmauld Place, mum and Tonks were quietly talking on the other side of the room, Tonks looked awful, her hair was dull and dark, she had bags under her eyes, which kind of ridiculous since she was a metamorphomagus so she could change her appearance at will; my dad was talking to Bill about Gringotts right next us, I tuned them out easily, Mad-Eye was looking around with his magical eye, looking for danger no doubt, right then Dumbledore walked in followed by Professor McGonagall, Snape and Remus, "Hello everyone, beautiful evening" Dumbledore said, he was an very odd man, a loon…

"Where is Kingsley?" My dad asked.

"He sent me a patronus, he said he was going to be a little late and …" Dumbledore cut Remus as he answered, "Yes, and told you to inform me, which leads me to understand the matter of his tardiness"

"Why would he be…" Just as Tonks said this Kingsley walked through the door followed by a girl; she was petit, by the looks of it, younger than me, she had long brown hair, big brown eyes, she was skinny but developed in the right places, she was pretty.

"I am sorry for being late, I was otherwise engaged" Kingsley apologized. George then said, "Yes, and she is pretty too"

"George!" Our mother rebuked, just as she said this, the girl looked right at us and said with disdain, "Kingsley was kind enough to pick me up in the airport this afternoon and take me to lunch, since the food in planes suck, and I would appreciate if you keep your trap shut, unless is something useful that you are going to say…" My twin and I looked at each other, he had a surprise look on his face, and I assume that I had one just like his. My brother and my father chuckled, and surprisingly McGonagall wore a hint of a smile, Snape just smirked at us, Tonks didn't led on much, and Remus was looking intently at the girl. Dumbledore looked pleased, and he stood up from his chair to shake hands with the girl, then turned to Kingsley saying, "Yes, thank you Kingsley for doing me a favor, and thank you Miss Della Sala for joining us"

"The pleasure is mine believe me"

"This is Diana Della Sala, she came from America to join us" Everyone looked surprised.

"Why?" My mother said, "You are too young, how old are you my dear?"

"I'm turning seventeen this October ma'am" She said with ease.

"Dumbledore!" My mother chided, "She is just a child!"

"Mum, she is turning seventeen, in two months, she will be a legal adult by then," Bill intervened, "Do you have the Trace on you?"

"Oh no, I'm tied to that horrid law like you English are"

"But that can't be" Remus contradicted, "Dumbledore said you came from the United States, and Americans have the same restriction that we have, but until the eighteenth year"

Dumbledore intervened then, "I said that Diana came from America, not that she was from America, Remus" He just looked more confused, and turned to Diana, who chuckled,

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore is right, I'm not from the States"

"Where then?" Dad said, "You sound American, but there is an edge to your accent"

"I'm from Venezuela, a South American country, they don't have the Trace on us minors" She smiled at my dad."And what you are hearing is a very good accent with a hint of latino"

"Wicked, so pretty much do whatever you want?" I asked with excitement.

"No, we don't have the Trace but that doesn't mean that we ran like lunatics throwing spells left and right, we had restrictions, when I was in school, I learned like you did, but when I got home I just used magic to practice, which to me wasn't very often, we are taught since we are little to moderate and control ourselves, we are all surrounded by muggles, so we had always been careful" She said annoyed.

"And nothing ever happened?" McGonagall asked.

"I would be lying if I said never, but there was always an incident or two at school, but we never did anything outside of it"

"You say it like you didn't spend the night at school" Snape added, looking at her like she was in trouble.

"No, why would I?" Diana asked in confusion, "Why, if I have a warm bed waiting for me at home with my family"

Tonks talked for the first time, "So you went to school the way muggles do?"

"Yeah, just like muggles do, it makes us blend, there are no boarding schools in Venezuela"

"And you already graduated?" Bill asked with skepticism.

"Yeah," she humbly said.

"Yes, Diana is very exceptional, graduated early, Venezuelans also have seven years of magical instruction like we do, she graduated two years earlier than the average witch or wizard" Dumbledore looked pleased as he said this. George and I just whistle in unison. "She is here, like she said before, to help us, join the Order"

"Dumbledore, you can't possibly do that Diana is much too young" My mother chided.

"Yes, Molly but she is exceptionally talented and she willingly came to us, I will not reject her…"

"And I must help, that guy has got to go down" She finished.

"Can I ask you something?" Remus asked when Diana nodded he continued, "Where did you learn English?"

"Remus!" My mother chided. Diana just laughed. "Don't worry, Mrs. Uummm…. Sorry you know my name but I know none of yours…" My mother then said, "I'm Molly Weasley, and this is my husband Arthur" then she pointed to Bill, George and I, "And that's my eldest son Bill, and the twins Fred and George" George and I stood up at the same time as did a mocking reverence, "It's a pleasure to meet us" We said jokingly, but she just looked annoyed, the rest of the Order amused, "Well, I'm not so sure, you see if anything the pleasure should be yours for meeting me" She said smugly, causing the rest of them to chuckle.

I was brought back to reality with an explosion, Diana looked at me and then we both ran toward where the sound came from.

Diana's POV:

It nice of him to give a little break I thought as the voice of Voldemort echoed in the wind warning Harry Potter to turn himself him, seriously? I was starting to think that the guy was kind of a moron; did he seriously think that Potter was going turn himself in? If he was, was to beat the crap out of him, or so I was hoping. I was still with Fred, for some reason I couldn't stay away from him, I was worried for him, since I just healed him and all, but there was something else too, but I didn't dwell on that too much; right now we where off running to the Great Hall.

When we got there, I thought that my heart was going to break; there were some many injured people! But at least not dead, we spotted the rest of the Weasleys at the other end of the room, and started to walk towards them, as soon as Mrs. Weasley spotted us she ran to us, the rest of the family tagging along.

When she reached us she hugged Fred, and started crying, "Oh Merlin! I thought you were dead! Percy just told us!" She untangled herself from Fred and hugged me next, "Oh sweet child, thank you! You saved my boy's life! I-I-"

"It was nothing, don't you worry about it," I said, my voice was thick, then I looked around, "Is everybody ok?"

"Well, there are many injured some deaths sadly, but…" He trailed off; he was holding Fleur tightly to him.

"The thing is Diana, that we are bringing the bodies, so far we have seven, but Percy was just telling us about you and Fred"

"Where is our savior?" I asked a little annoyed and looking around.

"We don't know" Said a guy with red hair that looked like Fred and George, when I looked at him with suspicion he held out his hand and said, "Charlie Weasley, I wish we were meeting on better circumstances"

I relaxed and shook his hand, smiling without, "Yeah, well, I could say the same thing, but in a happy note, I just have to meet one more Weasley!" I finish with forced joy, making everyone laugh a bit.

"Speaking of Ron, there he is" Said George, then smiled at me, "Look at that Diana! You are finally meeting the last of us, amazing Weasleys!" Just then Ron and Hermione reach us, and Mrs. Weasley hugged them both, but was moved away by Ginny, "Where is Harry?"

We all tensed, "He is in Dumbledore's Office" Hermione said. She looked like crap and so did Ron, but to be honest, at this time we all did. She turned and when she spotted me her eyes widened and she clutch Ron's hand, we all stared at her, I felt like I was the monster in her closet for the way she looked at me. "What is it Hermione?" Ron asked worried.

"Yo-you-you… you were killing the Death Eaters," she said in what it sounded like disgust, horror and for some reason respect. Everyone stared at me, except for Fred, who just smiled at his family, "No, she wasn't" He said calmly.

"Don't defend her Fred, I saw it while we were running to the Whomping Willow, you two were dueling, and she was throwing knifes and they all fell to the floor soon after, dead!"

"Is that true? Diana?" Mrs. Weasley looked at me with horrified eyes.

"Yes," I said without hesitation, then I looked at Hermione and continued, "What you saw was very accurate, but I wasn't throwing to kill, just incapacitate, those knife are impregnated with a powerful sleeping potion, it will last for at least three hours in a normal wizard, I don't know how it will last for a werewolf tough…" I trailed off.

"So they are not dead?" Charlie asked.

"You sound kind of disappointed," I pointed out.

"Well, three hours is not much," He said.

"Don't worry, if anything we can get the dementors to kiss them" I said nonchalantly.

"Diana please, don't be so rude!" Mrs. Weasley chided me. "I'm sorry, but its the only way I say to get that pest out of our lives, that is without ruining our souls"

"Our souls?" Ron and Hermione asked suspicious.

"Yes, when you kill, you sort break your soul," I answered automatically remembering my years in school. "We should help with the injured, and bring bodies if there are any, which I hope there aren't any."

We all dispersed, Fred came with me, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to help bring injured people" He said innocently.

"Oh, sorry" We were walking by the corpses, at least there wasn't anyone I knew, just students, that made me feel worse, they were just children, and they were dead. I stood there for a moment, tears spilling from my eyes, Fred held me to him, telling me that it was ok, when we let go of each other, I looked at him, "Thanks, I can't handle it, at least they aren't a lot"

Just as I said this four guys brought a man and a woman, and putted them carefully next to the other corpses, I moved towards the new corpses, and started to detailed them, the man's clothes looked old and were patched up everywhere, and the woman, had a heart-shaped face with hot pink hair, I knew them!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed, so hard that everyone turned to me, I was ranting like a mad woman, "Oh my God! No please! Why!" I was crying and shaking so hard that Fred was trying to control me, but I just kept screaming and crying, "Please no! Dora, Remus! NO! Oh my God! Who did this…" I gave up after that and leaned on Fred for support, he was trying to sooth me but I just kept crying into him. I just couldn't believe that Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks were dead. Who would take care of Teddy? Right then I swore to myself that I was going to make suffer the responsible of this killings, and if I didn't find the guy, well I guess I was going to take my frustration and pain on Voldemort himself.

I kept crying into Fred's arms, he had carried to the stairs in front of the Great Hall and he had sit down with me in his lap and started soothing me and just holding me to his chest. I was grateful, and right then I realized something, it was like a bucket of cold water or like a slap in the face but just then I realized that I was in love with Fred Weasley, it sounds crazy considering that all I ever did with the man was fight, and that he annoyed the crap out of me for fun, but as I kept thinking about this, I realized that when I saw his brother Percy screaming at him after the explosion I panicked and what was going through my head was "not him, please, let him be alive!" Also I always and unconsciously expected him to do something, anything at me. Wow. I remembered once while I was stationed with his family that sometimes I had started thinking how brave he was, and detailing him, differentiating him from George, and found those differences, sometimes I used to admire him from a distance, but always as soon as I realized what I was doing I would chide myself. Right now I looked up at his face, his beautiful – yes I said beautiful – face, when he noticed that I had moved he looked back at me; My God! His eyes were a gorgeous bright blue, his freckles on his nose and cheeks made him cute, my eyes moved towards his lips, they looked… nice, and then without thinking I moved my face towards him and kissing hard on the mouth.

Fred's POV:

Diana was kissing me, quite intensely if I may say so, I was shocked to say the least, I didn't move for a second but then I responded with the enthusiasm that she was giving; I just could not believe that Diana was kissing me, since the moment I met her I liked her, I annoyed her because I thought that if I brought the worst on her I could see all of her, but this? I did not see.

We didn't stop until we needed air, we were looking at each, she looked shocked, but I just stared at her, I mean really looked at her for the first time; she was absolutely gorgeous, her tanned skin was blushed, her hair fell down her back, and her eyes showed… love, perhaps? I don't really know, women are always hard to decipher, I just looked as lovingly as I could manage.

The moment didn't last long; it was about an hour until the sun came up, when suddenly a cold voice sounded everywhere,

"You have fought bravely. Lord Voldemort values courage. You have suffered great loss. If you continued to resist me, all of you shall die, one by one. I would not want this to happen. Every drop of magical blood that is shed is a loss and a waste. Lord Voldemort is merciful. I command my forces to retreat, immediately. You have one hour. Dispose of your dead with dignity. Treat your injured. I speak now, Harry Potter, directly to you. You have permitted your friends to die for you rather than face me yourself. I shall wait one hour in the Forbidden Forest. If at the end of that hour, you have not come to me, have not given yourself up, the battle recommences. This time, I shall enter the fray myself, Harry Potter, and I shall find you, and I shall punish every man, woman, and child who has tried to conceal you from me. One hour."

I stiffened and held Diana closer to me, from protecting instinct rather than fear; everyone were frozen for a second and then started murmuring. Ron and Hermione burst through the door, looked at us, then Diana untangled herself out of my grasp, stood up, and said,

"He is not going to actually do it, he is?"

"I think, he will," Hermione responded seriously, "Have you seen him?"

"Wait, he is not with you?" I asked. Ron and Hermione exchanged a look. "What?"

"Look, we left him alone in the Headmaster's office, with the pensieve to take a look at Snape's memories and-"

"Ron!" Hermione looked nervous, for some reason, I didn't understand, apparently Diana did.

"Back up a sec! Snape is dead? Did you get to him?"

"No, Voldemort did" Hermione said gravely.

"He's got the wand doesn't he?" Diana asked defeated. Ron and Hermione exchanged a look. "How do you know?" Ron asked.

"I didn't, not for sure, you just confirm it, the first time I met Dumbledore, and saw-" Diana started talking but then she looked at me and said with a grim face, "Fred, I need to talk to them alone, do you mind?"

"No, I'll go help somewhere" I turned, and walked away.

Hermione's POV:

Fred walked away, and the girl just stared at him with longing in her eyes, then she turned to us, but before she said anything I asked, "I'm sorry but, what's your name?"

That question caught her off guard, "Oh right! Uuumm, I'm Diana Della Sala, sorry about that it just that I heard a lot about you three that well, I forgot that you don't know me"

"OH, well, it doesn't matter; how do you know?"

"Oh yes, the first time I met Dumbledore, I saw his wand and realized right away that it was the Elder's Wand, I have heard stories about it, but never thought for a second that it was actually real, I never said a word to him of course, or anybody for that matter, but once I heard Dumbledore say that Voldemort's biggest fear was to die… so I kept thinking about, had dreams and everything, of the other Deathly Hallows, and the whole Master of Death deal, and one day it finally hit me, that Voldemort would look for the Elder's Wand, so I tried to keep an eye on the tomb when I could, which was mostly never, since I was protecting the Weasleys, and then Dora, An and little Teddy. I recognized the wand because, first it had the Deathly Hallows engraving in the bottom and because I had seen pictures of it before. It was also obvious that since he couldn't kill Potter with his own wand because of the whole same core business, and he had kidnapped Ollivander, at some point he was going to mention it, the wand, and being Voldemort he would destroy heaven and earth to find it, and he did. And that's why he killed Snape didn't he?"

Ron had his mouth wide open, I probably looked the same. "You deduced all that from the death of Snape?" I asked shocked, she was smart, or very analytical for that matter.

"Sort of, since you said that he killed Snape, then it was obvious that it was for the wand, since legend says that the loyalty of the wand shifts if it's taken by force by another party." She said calmly, "and since Dumbledore was killed by Snape… well I just connected the dots, that all"

"Bloody hell Hermione, imagine what could have happened if we had brought her along with us since the beginning" Ron said in a dazed.

"It would have probably go down the same way," she said humbly, "For what I have heard you are most talented witch of your generation" She smiled brightly at me, and I felt my cheeks hotter. "SO are the other's real? The Deathly Hallows I mean"

"Yes," said Ron, I gave him a look, "Oh come on, 'Mione it's not like she can't handle it, she figured them out all by herself and we only did because of Dumbledore"

"Guess you are right," I said giving in, then looked at Diana and told her seriously, "You understand that no one must know about this?"

"Of course, they are a great temptation, I understand, don't worry I won't spill the beans, but are they?"

"Yes, Harry owns the cloak, Dumbledore found the stone, but we don't know where it is, and now Voldemort has the wand" I finish with despair.

"Would you look at that!" Diana said in excitement, "The guy is a descendant of Ignotus, amazing! What wouldn't I give for the stone though…"

"You would have the stone that is the stupidest of all of them" Ron said, "I think that wand is bloody great"

"Excuse me, but I think that thing causes more troubles than its worth, the stone on the other hand, you could talk to anyone, solve all the mysteries of humanity! I would talk to Da Vinci, Shakespeare, Einstein, Merlin himself!"

"You know Da Vinci?" I asked.

"Of course, I'm a muggle born, and I have always been fascinated with history, magical not so much, but the muggles, boy did they have issues!"

We kept talking, Diana and I, Ron left saying that he was going to help around, but I didn't pay much attention to him, I was to interested talking to Diana. We eagerly exchanged ideas, and talked about books and everything in life…

A/N: So here it is! Chapter 1, I had to do it to explain how Fred was saved, and introduce you guys to Diana, please review!