Disclaimer : I'm not Jo and I'm definitely not Billy Joel.
I shouldn't be here.
But this is so cool. So awesome.
Mum would have never let me come. But she didn't need to know. I would be back before she wakes up.
I am finally getting to fight alongside my hero , my idol.
I am going to help save the world with Harry Potter. THE Harry Potter. Wow.
Nope, I don't think I could have missed this. I just had to sneak back in.
I was fighting for a great cause. I was fighting for a life where my milk-man muggle father and photographer mother wouldn't have to go into hiding because of me.
A world where the word mudblood would be just a myth.
I was fighting for a better place.
Professor McGonagall had been extremely displeased to see Dennis and me again. My heart twinged at the thought of Dennis. He was young, I should have been more responsible. I shouldn't have let him come with me. But wouldn't that have been hypocritical of me? How could I go into battle and leave my little brother behind knowing full well that this was just as important to him as it was to me.
I just wish I knew where he had gone. I hadn't seen him in a couple of hours.
McGonagall didn't understand. How could she? She was a pureblood after all.
I realised with a sudden jolt that I was in the same corridor as the one in which I had got lost the first day at school. That was six years ago. I was so naive then. So trusting. That's why I want to fight. I want my brother and the future generations of witches and wizards to have a safe, happy time at Hogwarts.
How could I not fight? I belong here. Here in the wizarding world. And if to belong in it I have to fight like a troll...well so be it...
"A stray Gryffindor."
I froze. The man's voice had a sneering tone to it. I was afraid to turn around.
But in the glass cabinets I could see the man , no , - death eater raise his wand.
The green light escaped the wand even before the words had been fully uttered. But I didn't need the words to tell me what was happening.
Every magical person, be they pureblood, halfblood or muggle born, knew that the eerie green light escaping from a wand could only mean one thing.
Time seemed to have slowed down.
I really didn't have a choice left anymore.
I closed my eyes briefly, grieving about the promise I was about to break.
Dennis wouldn't see me back home, anymore. He'll have to explain it all.
I took a last shaky breath and whirled around, pointing my wand at the glass cabinets.
"EXPULSO" I screamed and at once the glass cabinet blasted, all the trophies came spiralling out.
The green beam of light was coming straight at me.
I couldn't think.
There was a scream, I hope it belonged to the death eater.
If I was going, then I'd be taking someone wi-
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We didn't start the fire. No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it.
A/N : Maybe you think this is slightly ooc, but he IS a Gryffindor and he IS a sixth year. And he HAS put up with a lot! Anyway constructive criticism is always welcome!
