Young At War
Note: I don't own Harry Potter (wish like heck I did though), but I looooove the series. One of my favorite parts of Deathly Hallows was how Dumbledore's Army fought the Carrows in Hogwarts, helping Harry from afar. So, I decided to write a fan fiction on what the Army went through that year that Harry was missing. Please enjoy. And review a lot, even if you just say "'S good", I like to know that I'm not writing for thin air.
Chapter One
Dumbledore's Army: Still recruiting
"What the…?"
Daniel, along with a majority of the students in the corridor, stopped to stare. They couldn't help it. The graffiti message was about ten feet by ten feet and painted on the wall in bright gold paint.
"Get on with it you little cockroaches! I'll curse the lot of 'ya into maggots! Wouldn't make too much of a change in my opinion."
Daniel took that as a cue to leave. If pigs could talk, their voices would be more charming than the Carrows'. Not by much admittedly, but it was something. He shuddered as he pushed his way through the crowd of people, eager to put as much distance between himself and the new "teachers" as possible. The last thing he wanted was another detention…
"Sorry!" he muttered hastily as he crashed into an Indian girl. He glanced at her for a second. He could have sworn that she was in his House, only a few years above. Yet she didn't seem to recognize him at all. A loud "bang" from behind drove him out of his thoughts. He spared a glance backwards and grimaced. A seventh year boy was screaming as Amycus pointed his wand at him. Alecto laughed wickedly, egging him on mercilessly. It was disgusting, but there was nothing to be done. A group of Slytherins had formed a thin but sturdy ring around the spectacle, preventing any aide from coming while giving them all a front-row seat. Daniel turned and ran full speed for his next class. Ever since the year had started, scenes like this became common. Hogwarts used to be the only place where Daniel felt safe, and now it was survival of the fittest in full swing. Everyone knew the drill: Shut up, agree with what you're told, move fast, and don't look back. So he did, and it kept him alive thus far. Though the thought of spending the remainder of his schooling living in this manner made him wish to break down and sob.
"You alright?"
Daniel nodded shakily from his seat in the back of the Transfiguration room. The speaker was a girl he saw several times before. Couldn't quite remember where though, and he was too shaken to figure it out. She smiled, her hair like a flaming waterfall.
"This'll all be over soon. Don't worry."
"Mr. Waters! Miss Weasley! Pay attention!" Professor McGonagall's voice snapped them back to reality.
"Sorry Professor," they chorused. Back to the world of Transfiguration and notes. Once the only norm in Hogwarts and the most boring. Now it was Daniel's few sources of comfort. He had no idea that a new escape route would soon open.
