Harry Potter and the Order of the Light
Disclaimer: All the things in this story are not mine, except maybe the plot. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling. Hogwarts, and all related topics characters and things and all Harry Potter elements are Rowlings. Mentions of the FORCE and anything to with it belong to whoever made it up. I got it from Star Wars. (Duh)
Chapter 1: The War
Rows upon rows of dark creatures marched forward. Thousands upon thousands of Werewolves, Vampires, Behemoths, Chimeras, Giants, Dementors and Death Eaters. Slithering between the ranks were huge 10 foot long Basilisks. Out in front leading them was a tall thin man. Salazar Slytherin. He had pale white skin and dark black hair. His sunken, blood red eyes were enough to make any man cower in fear, wizard and muggle alike any, that is, except for one. Godric Gryffindor. Gryffindor was also a tall man, but had huge muscles and was well built. He had messy black hair and shining green eyes. Normally his bright green eyes would be twinkling merrily but now they were full of anger and flashed with lightning. They had been like that ever since Salazar Slytherin had begun his attacks on Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Gryffindor also had one other distinctive feature adorning his heavily muscled body. It was a small lightning bolt-shaped birthmark on the crook of his elbow. The lightning bolt birthmark, the mark of a chosen one, chosen to battle for the side of good against the side of evil.
Salazar Slytherin and his army stopped to await their opposition. The Order of Light, long time fighters of the dark side, lead by Godric Gryffindor himself, stood opposing the forces of darkness.
"Now!!" shouted Gryffindor.
Each and every member yelled the incantation.
"Karahe mai!"
Dark army watched intently, suddenly huge mirrors flashed up reflecting the murderous glare of the basilisks. Hundreds of dark creatures and death eaters dropped dead where they stood.
"No!!!!!!!! Don't look!" screamed Salazar. He looked around almost half of his forces had been killed and most of the basilisks from one attack. ~What was that incantation~ thought Salazar.
Now thoroughly pissed Slytherin stepped forward and raised his arm.
"Loyal Werewolves! Attack!" he screamed.
Hundreds of ravenous rushed forward towards the Order. They didn't even flinch. The Werewolves were rapidly approaching, snarling and drooling, snapping and growling. The order still didn't move. The Werewolves were closing in.
"Hold!" shouted Godric. "Hold!"
The Werewolves were less than 50 feet away. 40.30.25.20.15. "Now!!!"
Each and every wizard or witch of the Order of Light shouted the same incantation.
"Lycanthropian Healus!"
Jets of yellow light raced towards the Werewolves. The beams hit and exploded, the entire field was covered by a huge cloud of dust.
"What the hell is going on!?" Salazar screamed.
He could not see his any of his Werewolves because of the dust cloud. He raised his left hand and a light wind started up; suddenly it turned into a fierce gale and blew the dust away. Salazar dropped his hand and the instantly wind died away. Looking out over the field a mixture of shock and anger became visible on his face.
"NOOO!" Now he was seething.
Instead of seeing his hundreds of loyal werewolves tearing the Order of Light apart, what he saw was hundreds of cured ex-werewolves standing about, confused.
"How did you do this Godric?" He mumbled under his breath.
Raising both his hands this time he screamed an incantation.
"Avada Kedavra Multiplicus!!"
A series of green beams of light shot out of Slytherin's hands, heading straight for the former werewolves.
"Apparitio Grouporius."
The newly formed full humans vanished with a 'POP!' The killing curses hit the ground and rocked it with a huge explosion. Godric Gryffindor blinked and the cloud of dust was gone. Whispers of shock and fear broke out among the death eaters. A look of fear crossed Slytherin's face but was quickly replaced with one of anger and resentment.
"CHARGE!" he screamed. "CHARGE!" yelled Gryffindor.
The two armies smashed together, fighting, smashing, slashing, gashing, hissing, and slicing. Swords were drawn and wands were out. Soon it became clear that the Order was outmatched. Though some fared well against the death eaters, but the dark creatures were just too much for them and they were being ripped to pieces. And Gryffindor saw it all. He raised his right hand.
"WHITI TE RA!" came the incantation.
Out of Gryffindor's hand came a giant beam of sunlight. It blasted trough the battle and burned the vampires and behemoths into nothing.
"NO! What the fuck is that!?" screamed Slytherin. "Focus the attack on Gryffindor!"
A series of hexes and curses flew toward Gryffindor, along with several Dementors and Giants. But he was too fast.
"Hanga pakitara!"
A huge invisible barrier formed around Gryffindor. It reflected all curses and the dark creatures do nothing to scratch it. Slytherin was seething now. His beloved werewolves healed. How? His vampires and behemoths burned to nothing. Gryffindor using a new kind of magic. ~What the hell is going on? ~ He thought. He drew his sword and marched into the fray.
Gryffindor was exterminating the dark army one by one. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a group of the Order surrounded by Dementors.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" he bellowed.
His patronus, a huge golden winged lion burst from his left hand, and charged down the Dementors and ripped them to pieces. Then he saw Slytherin marching towards him, sword drawn. Reaching behind him he grasped the hilt of his weapon and pulled it from its sheath. The mighty gun blade, Griffin Heart. He walked through the battle unopposed, until, two giants came at him. The first swung at him with its club, tweaking the force, Gryffindor leapt high into the air, flipping 3 times and firing several bullets into the second giant's heart. Landing, he spun on his heel and, blade out, cut off the first giant's foot. Screaming in agony it fell to the ground. Standing up straight, he came face to face with Slytherin.
"Godric" "Salazar" "It is obvious this war will not be won with the strength of our armies but by our skills with the blade."
With that Salazar leapt forward, swinging his sword in an arc in an attempt to decapitate Gryffindor. Godric ducked under first attack and came back with one of his own. Swinging out at Slytherin's knees. Salazar blocked this attack and kicked out at Gryffindor with his right foot hitting him in the shoulder. Stumbling back Godric regained his footing and sent a blast of the force at Slytherin, knocking him down. Standing up Salazar saw Gryffindor disappear with pure speed.
"WHA." he trailed off.
Suddenly Gryffindor was behind him.
"You can't match me Salazar. I have become more powerful than any wizard, even you."
Then Godric swung his gun blade and cut off Slytherin's head. The war stopped and Godric began to chant, over and over. The army of darkness slowly realised what had happened and what was about to happen, and all came screaming towards Godric, but it was to late.
"Pana Tangata Kino!" yelled Godric.
A huge, bright light flashed across the battlefield. When it cleared up the army of darkness was gone, vanished without a trace. The Order of Light a let out a huge, roaring cheer. And for the first time in ages Godric smiled and cheered along with his fellow Order members.
A/N: Like it? Tell me. Don't like it? So what, then don't read it. Next chapter will be up some day.
Disclaimer: All the things in this story are not mine, except maybe the plot. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling. Hogwarts, and all related topics characters and things and all Harry Potter elements are Rowlings. Mentions of the FORCE and anything to with it belong to whoever made it up. I got it from Star Wars. (Duh)
Chapter 1: The War
Rows upon rows of dark creatures marched forward. Thousands upon thousands of Werewolves, Vampires, Behemoths, Chimeras, Giants, Dementors and Death Eaters. Slithering between the ranks were huge 10 foot long Basilisks. Out in front leading them was a tall thin man. Salazar Slytherin. He had pale white skin and dark black hair. His sunken, blood red eyes were enough to make any man cower in fear, wizard and muggle alike any, that is, except for one. Godric Gryffindor. Gryffindor was also a tall man, but had huge muscles and was well built. He had messy black hair and shining green eyes. Normally his bright green eyes would be twinkling merrily but now they were full of anger and flashed with lightning. They had been like that ever since Salazar Slytherin had begun his attacks on Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Gryffindor also had one other distinctive feature adorning his heavily muscled body. It was a small lightning bolt-shaped birthmark on the crook of his elbow. The lightning bolt birthmark, the mark of a chosen one, chosen to battle for the side of good against the side of evil.
Salazar Slytherin and his army stopped to await their opposition. The Order of Light, long time fighters of the dark side, lead by Godric Gryffindor himself, stood opposing the forces of darkness.
"Now!!" shouted Gryffindor.
Each and every member yelled the incantation.
"Karahe mai!"
Dark army watched intently, suddenly huge mirrors flashed up reflecting the murderous glare of the basilisks. Hundreds of dark creatures and death eaters dropped dead where they stood.
"No!!!!!!!! Don't look!" screamed Salazar. He looked around almost half of his forces had been killed and most of the basilisks from one attack. ~What was that incantation~ thought Salazar.
Now thoroughly pissed Slytherin stepped forward and raised his arm.
"Loyal Werewolves! Attack!" he screamed.
Hundreds of ravenous rushed forward towards the Order. They didn't even flinch. The Werewolves were rapidly approaching, snarling and drooling, snapping and growling. The order still didn't move. The Werewolves were closing in.
"Hold!" shouted Godric. "Hold!"
The Werewolves were less than 50 feet away. 40.30.25.20.15. "Now!!!"
Each and every wizard or witch of the Order of Light shouted the same incantation.
"Lycanthropian Healus!"
Jets of yellow light raced towards the Werewolves. The beams hit and exploded, the entire field was covered by a huge cloud of dust.
"What the hell is going on!?" Salazar screamed.
He could not see his any of his Werewolves because of the dust cloud. He raised his left hand and a light wind started up; suddenly it turned into a fierce gale and blew the dust away. Salazar dropped his hand and the instantly wind died away. Looking out over the field a mixture of shock and anger became visible on his face.
"NOOO!" Now he was seething.
Instead of seeing his hundreds of loyal werewolves tearing the Order of Light apart, what he saw was hundreds of cured ex-werewolves standing about, confused.
"How did you do this Godric?" He mumbled under his breath.
Raising both his hands this time he screamed an incantation.
"Avada Kedavra Multiplicus!!"
A series of green beams of light shot out of Slytherin's hands, heading straight for the former werewolves.
"Apparitio Grouporius."
The newly formed full humans vanished with a 'POP!' The killing curses hit the ground and rocked it with a huge explosion. Godric Gryffindor blinked and the cloud of dust was gone. Whispers of shock and fear broke out among the death eaters. A look of fear crossed Slytherin's face but was quickly replaced with one of anger and resentment.
"CHARGE!" he screamed. "CHARGE!" yelled Gryffindor.
The two armies smashed together, fighting, smashing, slashing, gashing, hissing, and slicing. Swords were drawn and wands were out. Soon it became clear that the Order was outmatched. Though some fared well against the death eaters, but the dark creatures were just too much for them and they were being ripped to pieces. And Gryffindor saw it all. He raised his right hand.
"WHITI TE RA!" came the incantation.
Out of Gryffindor's hand came a giant beam of sunlight. It blasted trough the battle and burned the vampires and behemoths into nothing.
"NO! What the fuck is that!?" screamed Slytherin. "Focus the attack on Gryffindor!"
A series of hexes and curses flew toward Gryffindor, along with several Dementors and Giants. But he was too fast.
"Hanga pakitara!"
A huge invisible barrier formed around Gryffindor. It reflected all curses and the dark creatures do nothing to scratch it. Slytherin was seething now. His beloved werewolves healed. How? His vampires and behemoths burned to nothing. Gryffindor using a new kind of magic. ~What the hell is going on? ~ He thought. He drew his sword and marched into the fray.
Gryffindor was exterminating the dark army one by one. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a group of the Order surrounded by Dementors.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" he bellowed.
His patronus, a huge golden winged lion burst from his left hand, and charged down the Dementors and ripped them to pieces. Then he saw Slytherin marching towards him, sword drawn. Reaching behind him he grasped the hilt of his weapon and pulled it from its sheath. The mighty gun blade, Griffin Heart. He walked through the battle unopposed, until, two giants came at him. The first swung at him with its club, tweaking the force, Gryffindor leapt high into the air, flipping 3 times and firing several bullets into the second giant's heart. Landing, he spun on his heel and, blade out, cut off the first giant's foot. Screaming in agony it fell to the ground. Standing up straight, he came face to face with Slytherin.
"Godric" "Salazar" "It is obvious this war will not be won with the strength of our armies but by our skills with the blade."
With that Salazar leapt forward, swinging his sword in an arc in an attempt to decapitate Gryffindor. Godric ducked under first attack and came back with one of his own. Swinging out at Slytherin's knees. Salazar blocked this attack and kicked out at Gryffindor with his right foot hitting him in the shoulder. Stumbling back Godric regained his footing and sent a blast of the force at Slytherin, knocking him down. Standing up Salazar saw Gryffindor disappear with pure speed.
"WHA." he trailed off.
Suddenly Gryffindor was behind him.
"You can't match me Salazar. I have become more powerful than any wizard, even you."
Then Godric swung his gun blade and cut off Slytherin's head. The war stopped and Godric began to chant, over and over. The army of darkness slowly realised what had happened and what was about to happen, and all came screaming towards Godric, but it was to late.
"Pana Tangata Kino!" yelled Godric.
A huge, bright light flashed across the battlefield. When it cleared up the army of darkness was gone, vanished without a trace. The Order of Light a let out a huge, roaring cheer. And for the first time in ages Godric smiled and cheered along with his fellow Order members.
A/N: Like it? Tell me. Don't like it? So what, then don't read it. Next chapter will be up some day.