The Great Hall was halfway full of people, by the looks of it, from all over the world. At the teachers table sat Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sirius, Remus, Snape, Moody, Kingsley, Arthur Weasley, and Harry. Dumbledore stood up, "Thank you all for coming. I have asked you here to help fight in the war against Voldemort, I realize that he is only a threat to England right now; however, I do think that if he conquers us, he will want to spread out and conquer more. I think our best bet is to stop him now before he gains much more support."

A Russian man stood up, "You are right Dumbledore this is not our fight."

"No but it will be," a young woman with black hair pulled up in a bun walked in the Great Hall followed by a group of about thirty. "Dumbledore's right, what makes you think he'll stop? All throughout history people like him have always wanted more."

"And no one has ever conquered Russia," he sneered.

"No wizard has ever tried. Winter and long marches don't really matter to people who can apparate," she replied dryly.

"It's still not our fight," he sat down.

"For what it's worth, Dumbledore and Harry, you have us," the lady crossed her arms.

"And who are you exactly? Not to sound ungrateful," Harry asked.

"My name is Senna. This is my tribe, communal, I'm really sure what to call us," she shrugged.

"I like tribe," someone in the group laughed.

"Warrior band," a tall, pale blonde standing on Senna's right snickered.

"Lorin behave," Senna chastised. "We live apart from the muggle world and the wizarding one. We are a self sufficient community. Well we aren't the whole community but each of us is either a warrior or a healer, we figured you'd need both."

"That's great; I didn't think about healers, Madame Pomfrey can't do it all. Please sit," Harry smiled.

The group moved to sit at the Ravenclaw table when a Bulgarian man stood up, "Vampires, you bring vampires and centaurs here."

Senna stopped and glared at the man, "Everyone is equal."

"Clearly not here," a black haired vampire on Senna's left hissed.

Senna's eyes narrowed, "Perhaps we were wrong in coming here, clearly we do not share the same beliefs."

"What are they?" Harry called out.

"What was that young one?" the vampire asked.

"What are your beliefs?"

"Everyone is equal, in our town everyone pitches in and nobody is beneath anyone else," he chuckled and gestured towards a few house elves in the group. "Even the ones most people look down upon."

"I like that, and isn't that what we are fighting for," Harry stood up.

"We are fighting against Voldemort," a Greek woman stood up.

"Voldemort's fight is that we as wizards are better. That's the reason you have our support because what we believe is the opposite," Lorin rolled his eyes. "And because we need to stand up now before it's too late for all of us."

"We are pure bloods, he wouldn't have a problem with us," the Russian stated.

"Really cause so am I and he seems to have a problem with me," Sirius stood up. "The Weasleys too."

"He will find a reason to get rid of everyone who does not support him," Senna nodded.

"And you what could your little rag tag team do?" the Bulgarian sneered.

"Anything necessary to insure we win and if we don't we regroup and fight again and again until he is dead."

"Half of your team is women," the Russian laughed.

"I will fight anyone in this room who thinks he can beat me," Senna glared at him.

"I cannot fight a little girl," he laughed again.

In seconds Senna stood toe to toe with him, "First off I'm not a little girl, second off I was

trained by one of the greatest duelists in the world, third you can take your chauvinistic pigheaded ideas and shove them up your ass."

Harry walked up and separated them, "Will you teach me to duel?"

Senna smiled, "If you so wish it, you may join in our training."

"Thank you," Harry smiled.

The vampire walked up to Senna, "Little one, I am Branislav," he bowed. "We are at your disposal; however, I think it best if we left for right now. Fighting gets us nowhere; we do not wish to cause disturbances within your ranks. If it is alright with you, we shall leave for now."

"I don't think we need you to stay, this was mostly to convince people to fight and you seem pretty convinced already. How can we get a hold of you?"

"We are staying in the Forbidden Forest."

"Could you narrow that down a little?"

"I will stay and show you the way after the meeting has concluded," Lorin walked up.

"OK," Harry nodded and walked back up to the Head Table as Lorin sat down and the rest walked out.