Hey people, this is my first fanfic. just bout random characters that i chose telling their view of the war. More chapters to come of course with different people. hope you like it.
Dean's POV
Honestly, I thought I've been through enough already. I mean, can't life give me a break? Well actually I'm not one to talk, I mean, look at Harry.
Anyways, here I was, standing in one of the many corridors in Hogwarts side by side with fellow friends of mine, battling against Death Eaters. Perfect.
I took my wand and pointed it at the Death Eater up front, and yelled, "Stupefy!"
Stunned by my hex, he fell down. I put one knee on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Hey Dean, you alright?" Seamus glanced at me for a second before facing off against another Death Eater with Parviti.
Unfortunately, whenever you took down a Death Eater, more just came up to fill in for them. They were advancing on us, and all we could do was slowly fall back.
I looked from left to right, trying to find anything that might help us. My thoughts were blocked when a flying piece of debris sailed right pass my face.
I looked over to see Professor Lupin battling off three Death Eaters. Leave it to a professor to take down a few Death Eaters at once. It took around two to three students to take on one Death Eater.
I got up and ran over to Seamus, who was now fighting by himself against another Death Eater.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Stupefy!"
Seamus and I yelled respectively. The enemy's wand flew out of his hand a second before being hit by my hex. We shared a laugh in triumph, for only a couple of seconds of course.
The air grew tense suddenly, and we feared the worst. We peered around the corner of the hall as we heard it loud and clear, "Avada Kedavra!"
He was fighting off two different Death Eaters as a green jet of light spur out of the crowd of Death Eaters and hit Professor Lupin square in the chest. I watched him fall down, slowly releasing his wand in his hand. He collapsed dead onto he ground, as his wand fell and skittered a foot away from him.
They advanced on us. At this point, it was only Parviti, Seamus, and I. We had no choice but to fall back and reunite with another group of students.
We ran for it. Being pursued by five Death Eaters, I followed after Seamus and Parviti. Their hexes were sailing past us, just barely missing.
Without warning, I turned around and yelled, "Protego!" Seamus and Parviti stopped in their tracks, and realized I shouted the charm. Seamus ran back towards me.
Their curses were now rebounding off the shield. My shield wasn't going to hold for long. Just as I was about to put it down and run down the flight of stairs next to me, a curse of theirs rebounded upwards. It hit the ceiling, and with a horrible crack, chunks of stone rained down on me.
Just as I thought that I was going to die because of raining stone, Seamus directed his wand at me and yelled, "Protego!"
I was pushed forward and stumbled onto the ground. I looked back around to see piled stone there. The collapsed ceiling had separated me from Seamus and Parviti, who were on the other side. I turned back expecting to see the five Death Eaters approach me, but instead I saw five small wisps of black smoke fading. Why did they retreat?
As confused as I was weak, I could hear many of the loud noises starting to lessen. I chose to go straight to the Great Hall just as I heard, "You have fought valiantly. Lord Voldemort knows how to value true bravery. Yet you have sustained heavy losses. If you continue to resist me, you will all die, one by oneā¦" I ignored the rest as I was determined to find where my friends were.
