okay this is the first update i've had in a while, i'm super sorry for not updateing anything in a while, well, it seems like years now rtight? probably is, but 1st all my files got deleted, then i simply forgot, and now i've remembered my GCSE's are in full swing, but i should be updateing far better come June/July time, sorry for any Dismay this causes
Tonks didn't like it, not one little bit did she think it was even a good idea. She could see weaknesses in the dark side developing, could see a slow battle to victory ahead of them, so she could not understand why, when Voldermort came forth with his next message everyone gave up. No one, not even a member of the order came forward to argue with the terms of the rest of their lives. She looked to Lupin, he was alive at least, but he did not move, just stared stoically at the air in front of him. she looked to the Weasleys. No they didn't move forward, their spirit extinguished at the sight of Harry dead in Hagrid's arms. But wait...Neville, little Neville Longbottom wasn't so little any more, he stepped forward, limping but power raged in his eyes. He said something, no doubt a great speech but she could concentrate, and could now no longer remember what the brave boy said, in fact she was crying silently, for she could only think of her little boy at home, how they could just apparate away if she wanted. But she couldn't, she felt sure that whatever Neville was saying held the rest of their lives in a delicate balance, on the edge of a blade. Suddenly Tonks was stirred from her soppy coma of numbness. Neville was shouting at that...Monster, he pulled out a large blade, the Gryffindor Sword, and dove at The Snake. To our shock he beheaded it quicker than Voldermort could act, then Harry, by god harry was alive, he ran, Neville was thrown back. The Battle was going to start again. But it didn't. Molly Weasley stepped forward screaming.
"Stop this! All of you! We'll join you! Just please don't kill anyone else, there has been enough death tonight!" Molly Wailed. And stop it did. Everything stopped. Nobody could believe the great Molly Weasley had just sold all of them.
okay this is the beginging to a story for a challenge i've entered (the challenge of Dark wizards' familiars) , hopefully this makes sense, please tell me what you think in a review and ask away if you dont get it! thank you !