I don't own HP.
Italics are lyrics to Gavroche's song in Les Miserables the musical.
Fight Like Twenty Armies
There was never any question about it.
And little people know
No thoughts of, "What if I die? What if I never see my parents or brother again?"
when little people fight
Sometimes one had to choose between what was easy and what was right. This wasn't one of them. This choice was as easy as it was right.
we may look easy pickings
He slipped away from the evacuation group. He was almost seventeen, anyway.
But we got some bite!
He was glad that Dennis didn't see him go. Dennis would have wanted to come, too.
So never kick a dog
He followed a group of defenders, nervous but excited. Proud and sure.
Because he's just a pup—
And then the castle shook as the battle commenced.
We'll fight like twenty armies
He fought with every ounce of his Gryffindor heart.
And we won't give up!
He Stunned a Death Eater and fought off an acromantula, making his way outside.
So you better run for cover
He defended a fellow student who had found she had overestimated her capacity for battle, and helped get her to a somewhat safer place.
When the pup
He fought on, sending curses right and left—and he turned, but not in time:
grows—
A flash of green light, and darkness fell.