My Noon, My Midnight

Disclaimer: All names and terms you recognize are the property of J.K Rowling and the lovely poem "Funeral Blues" is the property of W. H. Auden.

A/N This idea came to me after I watched the McLeod's Daughters episode with the same name and they read out the poem Funeral Blues.

Summary: 'The last curse had been thrown, the last body had fallen. The last Death Eater had been caught, the last battle was over.' The war is over and the side of light has won, but at what price. As everyone gathers to say goodbye the ones who bravely lost their lives, a glimmer of light will shine upon the ones left behind.

Prologue: A Battle to the End

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches.
Born to those who have thrice defied him,
Born as the seventh month dies,
And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal.
But he will have power the Dark Lord knows not.
Either must die at the hand of the other,
For neither can live while the other survives.
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord
Will be born as the seventh month dies.

They were the haunting words that were etched in everyone's minds as they prepared for the final showdown. Everyone knew it was coming, more so the seven brave young adults that made up the inner circle of the Phoenix Army, the merged team of fighters from The Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore's Army. They are, Hermione Granger, the brightest witch to graduate from Hogwarts and now a successful Arithmancy Professor; Ron Weasley, the wizard who has never said die and now working along side his best friend; Ginny Weasley, a witch so determined and full of heart and the most promising young healer; Neville Longbottom, no longer the shy, meek, clumsy wizard he once was, now the head of the Spell Damage Ward at St Mungo's; Luna Lovegood, far from the dreamy, slightly eccentric witch from Hogwarts, nowadays a top journalist; Draco Malfoy, the bad boy turned good and now working with the very same people he loathed at Hogwarts and Harry Potter, the son of light and the saviour of the Wizarding world, working desperately with the Aurors to over throw the dark side.

"Let's go through the plan once again." Harry announced to the six other witches and wizards beside him, as they sat around the round table in the kitchen of the Phoenix Army headquarters at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. "Hermione, you and team Alpha will attack from the front. Draco, your team India, will come in from behind. Ron and his team Bravo will cover the left side, while Ginny and team Serria will cover the right. Luna, Neville and teams Delta and Lima, will hang back and enter as back up when needed. And I will be concentrating on finding Tom. Your teams are just to defeat the Death Eaters and draw him out. Leave Tom to me."

"Harry, are you sure it's going to work this time?" Hermione asked the leader of their group. "I mean the last time we tried this, almost two years ago, we basically lost half our team. It took us ages to recover from our losses."

"Mione, last time was a mess." Harry replied. "We had hardly graduated Hogwarts and most of us didn't know what we were doing. This time we have been working on this strategy for a year now and have been through it with a fine toothed comb. I'm not saying that the plan is foolproof, no plan is ever foolproof, but it's as good as we can get it. Tom should still be weak from our encounter last month and if we don't attack soon, his strength is just going to grow. It's now or never."

"Harry's right." Ginny piped up, agreeing with what Harry had just said. "Voldemort is weak at the moment and it's our best chance we have of defeating him. We have to go in for the kill and that's that."

"So is everything set for tonight?" Draco inquired. "We are all to meet here first, correct?"

"Right." Ron answered him. "Once everyone has arrived, we will form our teams and make our way to our positions."

"And when everyone is in position……………." Luna added.

"Harry will send up red sparks which will be our signal to move in." Neville finished for her. "The healers are on stand by at St Mungo's and a group will be just outside the Dark Lair to assist the injuries."

"Good; I know we have been through this a million times, but we need to certain that everyone knows what they are doing." Harry explained. "There is no room for mistakes as our lives and the lives of the Wizarding world depend on us being victorious. Let's go through it one more time." Harry started to outline the plan again and the group listened intently, knowing Harry was right, there was no room for mistakes of stuff ups.

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Ten hours later, the last curse had been thrown, the last body had fallen. The last Death Eater had been caught, the last battle was over. The side of light had been victorious, but many lives had been lost that day. It was now time for the ones left behind to honour the ones who had fallen.

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A/N Sorry it was a bit short, but I'm not very good at duelling scenes and a battle chapter wasn't really what I wanted. So sorry if it was a bit short.