A/N: Short prologue to a story that has been swimming around in my head for ages. Let me know if you think I should continue.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Harry Potter Universe
Prologue
The Fall of Hogwarts
My heart pumped wildly inside my chest as Ron, Harry, and I ran through the battle ground that was once Hogwarts. Shouts and screams of terror rang out from all corners of the castle. The bright lights of spells being shot lit up the starless night sky. Ron and I followed Harry as he slipped into a broom closet.
"Bloody hell mate, what are you doing?" Ron exclaimed. Harry turned to look at us. His face was twisted and contorted in fear and anxiety.
"I need you two to promise me one thing," Harry whispered.
"Anything," I replied while Ron nodded in agreement.
"If I die," Harry continued, "I want you two to run. Take as many people as you can and run for it." We hastily agreed to flee and headed out into the battle.
I watched as Harry calmly walked through the crowds, dodging spells all the way. He came to a halt in front of Voldmort.
"Ahh, the Boy-Who-Lived has come to die," Voldmort hissed as he raised his wand. The entire castle froze in silence after Harry raised his wand in response. They shouted spells at the exact same moment. Lights jutted out of their wands, colliding with each other in the middle. A loud bang was heard as the two spells hit. The two enemies were flung clear into the air. Harry's glasses slipped off his face as his back arched mid-air. The round spectacles hit the ground in a sickening crunch. Harry's lanky body followed soon after.
Gasped of shock broke through the silence. Colin Creevey ran to the unmoving Harry. He pressed his fingers against his neck. Colin's fingers felt no slow pulsation of a beating heart.
"He's gone," Colin cried out as Voldmort up righted himself. I looked over to my side to find an empty spot instead of Ron. Without a second thought, I ran. I didn't wait to her Voldmort's victory speech. I kept my promise and ran. I found Luna a few feet away holding a crystal ball above her head. I halted in my tracks. I needed to get as many people away as possible.
"What are you doing?" I questioned the loony blond.
"Fighting," she replied before tossing the crystal ball over the banister onto some celebrating death eaters.
"We lost Luna," I snapped as I grabbed her wrist to pull her with me. "We need to run." She nodded before falling into a sprint next to me. On our way out of the castle we were joined by Neville, then Charlie and George Weasley.
We straight into the forbidden forest. We ran for hours under the cover of the thick dense trees.
We came to a stop at the base of a steep hill. I braced myself against a large knobby tree to catch my breath. Neville leaned heavily on his knees while Luna gazed up the hill. George plopped himself onto the damp cold ground and watched his brother branch out his wand toward a snapping twig. Everyone turned with their wands on high alert towards the sound.
A slim cloaked figure stepped out from the shadows with a grey tabby cat at her feet. The large black hood covered the face. Long white blond hair peeked out from the shadows of the hood. The hooded woman raised her pale hand in the air, she pushed down the hood with one hand revealing one Narcissa Malfoy. The face of Narcissa quickly changed to one of Nymphadora Tonks. Charlie lowered his wand and jogged over to her.
"Tonks !" Charlie exclaimed as the rest of our little group approached. He wrapped his muscular freckled arms around the petite pink haired woman and swung her around.
"Oi ! Charlie put me down!" She scolded.
"We thought you were Narcissa," George spoke.
"It was the only way I could get out of the castle," Tonks spoke solemnly, "It's a complete massacre in there. You-Know-Who is killing or enslaving everyone who wasn't on his side." Tears welled up in my eyes. Everyone looked around uncomfortably. "I took this off some dead Death Eater," Tonks motioned to the robes and skull mask in her hand. "I pretended to be a Death Eater while Minnie here," Tonks waves her hand at the grey tabby at her feet, "turned herself into a cat."
"Professor ?" Neville chirped as the cat transformed back into our professor.
"Oh, please call me Minerva. I'm no longer your professor. ," she replied while dusting off her tartan skirt. "We should find cover. It's going to be light soon and it will be much simpler for them to find is in the day."
"There's a cave on top of that hill," Luna mentioned while pointing to said cave.
"Good idea Luna," I spoke to the group. "Let's go."
