A/N: Was looking back at this a few days ago and decided to finish it. Just some changes to the plot! :) Please review! :)
Chapter 1: The fighter.
She was out of breath as she ran towards the one thing that made it necessary for her to live on. If she just saw him, one look at his grayish sandy blonde hair, one look into those deep brown eyes, she would have all the courage to go fight, fight till her last breath.
As She ran down into the huge grounds of hogwarts, she could see the flashes of light. There were more of green than any other colour. She knew what it meant. Everyone was fighting to kill. The death eaters at least, she was sure. She wouldn't let it happen again, they wouldn't take anyone else away from her, like they had taken Cedric away, like they had taken Jack away, like they had taken Mad-eye away, like they had taken her dad away. No, they wouldn't take anyone else away from her.
She was scared, not of her death, but of the loss of hundreds of students of Hogwarts who would never get to see life beyond the school. She was scared for the life of the many members of the Order, Most of who were like her own brothers and sisters. She was scared for her Professors, for the Weasleys, for Hermione, for all her fellow aurors, for Harry, who was named the Godfather of her little bundle of joy, safe with her mom. But most of all, she was scared for him, the one who she loved the most, the one who gave her the little bundle of joy, the one with the grayish sandy blonde hair and the shining brown eyes.
As she searched for that one person, she recognised many familiar faces, all wearing the same mask of determination and fear. She knew this day would change these people forever. As an auror, she knew that once you raise your wand to attack instead of defend, that feeling would haunt you forever. Her wand was out and she kept saying words and blasting red flashes of light to the various death eaters she could see.
She felt more than saw someone running towards her and before she could react, he had thrown himself on her and brought her down with him just as she saw a green curse soar above them. Before she could see who it was, she heard a whispered 'Be safe,' and she saw the form of Charlie Weasley get up and run after the death eater who had aimed at her.
As she got back on her feet, she heard the unmistakable crackle of the one death eater that so closely resembled her mother but was nothing like her. She turned around and saw a mass of black curls obstructing a wildly crazy face. Before, whenever she saw this face, she felt fear. Now, all she felt was hatred and disgust at this poor excuse for a human being. All her meetings with this person ended badly. First the psycho had killed her cousin Sirius Black. Next time, had tried to kill Ron and her. Now, there was no mistake, it was clear in her eyes: One of them were going to die tonight. Bellatrix Lestrange was about to fulfil her Master's wishes.
She saw the ever present crazy look in the eyes of her enemy and quickly put up a shield. There was unmistakable glee in the enemy's eyes, like a kid who had been promised sweets, like a lion who had seen a hurt young deer.
Ready to pounce, the enemy raised her wand. She knew what was coming. It was Bellatrix's favourite curse of all. She liked inflicting pain and there was no counter curse.
She made up her mind to jump out of the way as she watched her open her mouth. Just then, She saw scream as blood started pouring out of her left upper arm and just a few feet away, she saw him. Eyes full of hatred and a huge gash on his cheek adding to the scars that he already had. Relief washed over her as she took in his form. He was alright!
She saw him running towards her, concern on his face and question in his eyes. With a smile, she assured him that their bundle of joy was safe. His face relaxed as he made his towards her. On instinct, she turned and saw that Bellatrix had recovered and had her wand was directly aimed at him. She put up a shield between him and the enemy. Suddenly, from nowhere, she saw five to six death eaters join Bellatrix. All of them were leering and their wands were pointed at him or her.
She reached out her wand free hand and grabbed his hand in hers. Their eyes met for a moment. She saw pure determination in his eyes. They would fight, fight to build a better world for their little bundle of joy. Their little son wouldn't grow up in a world filled with people like Bellatrix.
A thousand feelings passed through her in the split second their eyes met. How much she loved him, how much she loved their little bundle of joy, how much her mother meant to her. Flashes of the best and worst moments of her life, her wedding, hearing her father was killed, finding out she was pregnant, Bill Weasley telling that Mad-eye was dead, the first time he kissed her, finding out Hogwarts was under attack, the first time her little son gave a smile, All a blur.
They didn't know if they would survive the night, but both would ensure that the other would survive. At least one of them would see their son grow up. Her son would understand why she did it.
It was with his thought in mind that she turned to face the enemy...
A/N: I assure you, the other chapters will be bigger! Thank you for reading. Please review. :)