Hai guise, so I'm doing this in little spurts so the chapters will be really short. It's more of a shorter story than most, I'd say. But if I get another idea, I'll let you guys know. I already have the second chapter done, I just need to wait to post it. So enjoy!


Harry

When I first enrolled in Hogwarts I never thought that I would be leading a war against the greatest dark wizard of all time. I also would not have believed it if I was told that all of my closest friends would go out into war and some may never come back. I wouldn't have believed it. Now, standing in what used to be the Great Hall . . . Directing these students, some barely just turned seventeen but they want to go down in history. Even if that means they won't be around for the outcome of the war.

I looked around at the familiar faces of everyone I have come to know and love. Ron, Hermione, Lupin, Luna, Neville, Fred, George . . . But then I looked around and saw all the faces that we were missing. Sirius, Dumbledore, Dobby, my parents . . .

My parents. They would have loved to have fought in this war. They would have been fearless and brilliant. I know that I didn't get to know them like many of the adults I've grown to know and love, but it still hurts thinking about what they could have accomplished. If it wasn't for me, Voldemort never would have gone after my parents. I wouldn't have been born and he wouldn't have wanted to come to my parents' house and kill us. If I wasn't born . . . maybe they could still be alive.

"Harry . . . Harry!" Hermione snapped her fingers in front of my face to get me out of my reverie.

"Sorry, Hermione." I shook myself into awareness. "We can't keep out Voldemort forever, we will have to fight." He paused as people gasped, some began sobbing. "You must prepare yourself for the loss of war, not everyone can make it out and for that, I'm so sorry it has come to this. However, we admire your bravery. We will never forget anyone who is lost in this war. Just remember that. And when you're out there fighting, remember that there is a reason to fight. There is a reason to be alive. Fight for your life, fight for the lives of those you love, and fight for the entire wizarding world."

It was silent. I looked at Ginny, tears were slowly running down her face as she looked back at me with so much love and compassion it almost took my breath away. I turned away before I started to tear up. Everyone began to hug one another, wishing each other well. They took my words to heart and understood the reality of what we were about to get ourselves into.

I nodded at Ron and Hermione who were in mid-embrace. Hermione turned to me, with tears streaming down her face. "Oh, Harry!" She ran at me and nearly knocked me over. She threw her arms around me and hugged until I couldn't breathe any longer. Ron joined and hugged us both, he wasn't crying, but you could see how badly he didn't want this to happen.

Once we parted Ron coughed and straightened up. "Hermione and I . . . we were had any idea. It could help if we both go . . . "

I cut him off, "Do what you think is best. I'll see you soon." He nodded at them before they took off, hand in hand.

Ginny ran up behind me and kissed my broken lips, she worked her way up to my cuts and my bruise on my face before returning to my mouth. "I love you." I blurted out and she mouthed, "I know," against my lips. She released me and said quietly, "I love you too." Before running off, wand poised, ready for the invasion.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes; I knew what we had to do. We have to fight. We have to be the last ones standing. I opened my eyes just in time to see the shield that surrounded Hogwarts disintegrating before my eyes.