[ A/N : This is my first fic EVER. I am a HP and LotR fan so I mixed
the two together a bit. I am going to have a sequel and a Prequel to this
story. Have fun!]
-Prologue
BAR THE DOORS!
STEP AWAY!
THEY HAVE BROKEN TROUGH!
WE CANNOT HOLD THEM!!
Hermione was running through the Great hall searching for Ron, she promised to not leave his side. There was endless screaming coming from all directions. Bodies of friends,enemies, and people she couldn't face right now flashed before her. The enemy was ramming the doors and it could only be mere seconds before they were in. She wasn't looking where she was running and bumped into a man clad in armor. Mundungus Fletcher turned around posing to attack with his sword, only to see it was Hermione. They locked eyes and smiled at each other, both glad that they had survived this long
"WHERE'S RON?" She screamed desperately.
"HE IS SHORING UP THE DOOR, HURRY!"
She didn't need telling twice. She rushed passed him and a pack of Thesthals that were picking off the last pieces of the feast the night before. Sadly now, every person in Hogwarts could see them.
Meanwhile Ronald Weasley was using all his strength to hold the door with his wand. His charm wasn't as strong as the person next to him, who's twinkle has left his eye and had been replaced with flame and darkness, and his long white beard now messy, but he had to try. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Hermione. Her eyes were filled with sorrow and weariness.
BOOM
The last hit made the door tremble and a small crack in the middle, 3 arrows shot out of it, killing the person closest to the door.
The last remaining wizards, Centaurs, and Merpeople now stood together, bracing themselves for what was to come.
The door burst open
The centaurs that were closest, fired their arrows 'Halei-fin'e-Un!' fire at will, Bane shouted.
The Enemy charged and hell broke loose.
"HARRY POTTER SIR!"
The boy called Harry Potter woke up with a start, almost falling off the mountain cliff he was on.
-Prologue
BAR THE DOORS!
STEP AWAY!
THEY HAVE BROKEN TROUGH!
WE CANNOT HOLD THEM!!
Hermione was running through the Great hall searching for Ron, she promised to not leave his side. There was endless screaming coming from all directions. Bodies of friends,enemies, and people she couldn't face right now flashed before her. The enemy was ramming the doors and it could only be mere seconds before they were in. She wasn't looking where she was running and bumped into a man clad in armor. Mundungus Fletcher turned around posing to attack with his sword, only to see it was Hermione. They locked eyes and smiled at each other, both glad that they had survived this long
"WHERE'S RON?" She screamed desperately.
"HE IS SHORING UP THE DOOR, HURRY!"
She didn't need telling twice. She rushed passed him and a pack of Thesthals that were picking off the last pieces of the feast the night before. Sadly now, every person in Hogwarts could see them.
Meanwhile Ronald Weasley was using all his strength to hold the door with his wand. His charm wasn't as strong as the person next to him, who's twinkle has left his eye and had been replaced with flame and darkness, and his long white beard now messy, but he had to try. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Hermione. Her eyes were filled with sorrow and weariness.
BOOM
The last hit made the door tremble and a small crack in the middle, 3 arrows shot out of it, killing the person closest to the door.
The last remaining wizards, Centaurs, and Merpeople now stood together, bracing themselves for what was to come.
The door burst open
The centaurs that were closest, fired their arrows 'Halei-fin'e-Un!' fire at will, Bane shouted.
The Enemy charged and hell broke loose.
"HARRY POTTER SIR!"
The boy called Harry Potter woke up with a start, almost falling off the mountain cliff he was on.