Chapter 1

Neville and Ginny were sitting silently in the Great Hall, for if they spoke they would get the Cruciatus Curse thrown at them by the Dark Arts teachers, the Carrow's. They both just sat face to face picking at their horrible excuse for food. The only student's nowadays at Hogwarts that got decent food were the sons and daughters of Death Eaters. Neville has been tortured by the Carrow's numerous times and does not plan on getting tortured again, but when an idea comes to mind he just has to tell Luna and Ginny. He decided to wait until after dinner because if he talked to them, they would get tortured too and Neville would never be able to bear it.

After dinner, Neville told Ginny in the Gryffindor common room his idea, but they had to keep it on the down - low.

"Ginny," he whispered, "I want to get the band back together!"

"What are you talking about?" Ginny hissed back.

"Dumbledore's Army, we need to show those stupid Carrow's that we aren't going to take it anymore! We need to fight!" Neville said determinately to Ginny. Ginny's face glowed up, a smile spreading across her face. Neville smiled back, he knew that look, and Ginny wasn't going to give up.

Ginny and Neville spread the word to the old members of Dumbledore's Army. The other members told their friends and soon enough, half of Hogwarts was going to the Room of Requirement to learn how to defend themselves against the Dark Arts. Neville was the new boss in town, and he wasn't taking any nonsense.

"Listen up!" Neville yelled at the first meeting, "Here we are going to learn how to defend ourselves against the dark arts, but we cannot let anyone find out about this because we could all get killed. If you think that is too big a risk for you, leave. Now." Everyone stood still obviously determined to end this war against voldemort. "That's more like it. Let's get started!"

For weeks Neville, Luna, and Ginny help train their peers in hope, that when the time is right, and Harry returns to Hogwarts ready to fight, so will everyone else.

"This is probably the most useful spell these days. Expecto Patronum!" Ginny yelled. A silver whist escaped from the tip of his wand the formed a horse. It galloped across the room. Everyone looked in amazement. "This spell will ward off dementor's, but to cast it, you have to think about the happiest moment in your life."

"What do you think about Ginny?" asked a first year Hufflepuff.

Ginny was embarrassed to say it, but she did anyway, "I think about the first time I met Harry, at King's Station when I was only ten years old." Ginny admitted it to everyone while looking down at the floor, blushing. Luna smiled and put her arm around her best friend. She knew Ginny was nervous about Harry.

"I think about my mom." Luna said breaking the silence, "She was a wonderful mother, and witch." Luna's eyes started getting teary. Neville came and put his arm around her, holding her tight.

"I think about my parents, you know before they got tortured by Bellatrix." Neville started crying and Luna hugged him. Soon everyone started saying what they would think about. It went from when their siblings were born, to the last moment they spent with their brothers and sisters. It was a sad moment for everyone, but it was good for all of them to get it off their chests. Happy memories often lead to tears because you just wish you could experience it one last time. After everyone was done saying what they would think of, they started testing their patronuses.

The patronuses varied from a simple little cat, to a charging bull. All of the students loved seeing what their patronuses were. This became everyone's favorite spell and they all wanted to know where they learned it.

"Harry taught it to us." Neville explained, "Harry Potter but nobody can cast such a powerful patronus like Harry."