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WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE ***
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up, would you be
The savoir of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
You demons, and all the non believers,
The plans that they have made?
Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join the black parade."
Ron, Ginny and Hermione were coming out of the Great Hall. They couldn't look at everyone who was dead and dying, laid out in neat rows, with loved ones crying over them. Even Ron and Ginny had been able to leave Fred, wipe their tears and come with Hermione. There was some sort of procession coming to Hogwarts. Wands at the ready, they went forward nervously. Then they heard the four words that made their world crash down around their ears.
"Harry Potter is dead."
Everything else that Voldemort said was lost in their ears. Harry was dead. They thought that it may happen one day; after all, how many near-death experiences can one guy have? But not now... not now that it was the end. But now they knew that it was truly the end.
Hagrid was carrying Harry's body, crying his eyes out. Everyone who had heard the announcement had joined Hagrid in mourning. The new Trio was broken over the loss of their friend, the rest of the castle knew that it was beaten. All of them were damned, for none of them were going to lay down their wands and come quietly. They were prepared to fight to the death.
When I was, a young boy
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be
The savoir of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
Four voices rang out:
"NO!"
"NO!"
"Harry! HARRY!"
"HARRY POTTER!"
Then it seemed that a mutiny was started; the deafening screaming and shouting couldn't penetrate Ron, Hermione and Ginny's minds. All else disappeared until "Harry's not dead" remained.
"SILENCE!" Voldemort yelled, and flicked his wand. The rebellious crowd fell silent.
Voldemort started some speech of how Harry was nothing, the three of them struggled against the charm, but Ron broke it, "He beat you!" he shouted.
The silence fell again, after another, more powerful, flick of Voldemort's wand.
He started to speak again, but Neville rushed through the crowd and charged at Voldemort. In an instant he was Disarmed.
The only words that the new trio could hear was from Neville, "So what if I am?... I'll join you when HELL FREEZES OVER! DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY!" he yelled, and the crowd cheered again, the Silencing Charms seemed unable to hold them.
Sometimes I get the feeling, she's watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
Went through it all, the rise and fall
The bodies in the streets
And when you're gone we want you all to know
A few seconds later, the Sorting Hat, of all things, came flying out of the window above. "There shall be no more Sorting at Hogwarts. From now on the shield, emblem and colours of my noble ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, shall suffice for all, right Neville Longbottom?"
He placed the Hat on Neville who became stiff and set the Hat aflame. Harry wouldn't stand for it...Ron thought miserably. But I was never brave like Harry, or reckless like Ginny or cunning like Hermione... Harry would try and help Neville...
Ron had a feeling that Harry was looking down on them with disapproval, he could almost hear Harry yelling at him from above, "DO SOMETHING, YOU MORON!"
We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're all dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
A few seconds later the crowd and the trio seemed to unfreeze and the Forest's creatures joined the lost battle.
"HAGGAR!" shouted a voice they knew. Grawp stumbled towards Voldemort, who's giants answered the call and charged.
There were zips and twangs and arrows started to fly from centaurs who had joined the fray.
A woman sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Let's shout out loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
Thestrals and Buckbeak flew towards Voldemort's giants and clawed at their eyes as the Death Eaters sprung into action as the crowd rallied. They were forced back into Hogwarts, by the jinxes, hexes and Killing Curses shot at them. Somehow Ron, Ginny and Hermione ended up at the front. They shot back everything they had after the Death Eaters, who shoved them into the Great Hall. They were duelling for Harry, to the death.
To carry on
Ron noticed that Neville was somehow free from the Body-Bind Curse and pulled out the Gryffindor sword from the depths of the Hat. He ran towards Nagini and, in one fluid motion, cut off its head. Ron heard Hermione's voice beside him, "The last Horcrux is gone." But the words were empty, Harry wasn't there to kill Voldemort, or even there to share the revelation and celebrate with them.
We'll carry on,
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Oh oh oh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Oh oh oh
Take a look at me
'Cause I could not care at all
They were assisted by the centaurs and the house elves (much to Hermione's disapproval – but desperate times call for desperate measures) who stabbed and clobbered the Death Eaters' shins, overbalancing some. Leaded by none other than Kreacher, who was screaming some speech at the top of his little lungs.
The three of them got separated, but they didn't care. They were fighting for Harry, each of them had him in their minds as every curse that they knew spilled from their wands, the colours of each jet of light mingling.
Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Come and try; you'll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
Ron and Neville managed to get in a few good hexes, and slammed Fenir Greyback onto the floor. Remembering Bill, Lupin and all others whose lives he had changed had made it more than easy – it had been enjoyable. Ron looked up and saw Hermione and Ginny and Luna duelling Bellatrix Lestrange. He couldn't bear to lose another, but he couldn't make it to her. He was pulled into another duel with a masked Death Eater.
I won't explain, or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it's who we are
Voldemort was duelling McGonagall, Kinsley and Slughorn all at once, determined to kill. Each of them was holding their own, none of them had sustained anything yet, but...
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who wants to sing his song
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I
Don't
Care!
Hermione was fighting the urge to look at Ginny, but she had her own issues – Bellatrix, for example. She wanted to see how Ginny was doing, but how could she when she was an inch from tears herself? Hermione ducked and attempted another hit at Bellatrix, who dodged as well, and threw a Killing Curse at Ginny. If she had fallen, Hermione would have given into her tears right then, but Ginny just missed it. Missed death by an inch.
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Yaxley was brought down by George and Lee Jordan, Dolohov was falling at Flitwick's hands, Macnair was literally picked up and thrown by Hagrid into the opposite wall, where he lay still, Ron and Neville was slamming Greyback to the ground where he didn't move, Aberforth was Stunning Rookwood, Arthur and Percy flooring Thicknesse, the Malfoys were running around the school, screaming for their son.
Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Come and try; you'll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!"
Mrs. Weasley's voice broke into their duel, and she took over from all three of them. The girls tried to help, but she yelled that Bellatrix was hers. Both of their wands were twirlling and flashing. Both women were aiming to kill. Mrs. Weasely was formidable when she was angry, but she was far past angry. Bellatrix's taunts and jeers were lost into the battle noise. Another jet of light from Mrs. Weasely's wand hit Bellatrix right in the chest, and she toppled backwards.
Voldemort screamed for the loss of his best, last lieutenant. The three that were duelling him he seemed to lose interest in; he flicked his wand and they flew backwards, as he charged towards Mrs. Weasely, furious at the loss.
Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try; you'll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
We'll carry on
"Protego!"
The powerful Shield Charm knocked Voldemort off his feet , and created an invisible line right through the middle of the Hall.
Then something happened that changed everything, that undid the horror they felt and rebuild the world that crashed around them.
Harry pulled off the Cloak and stepped forward.