a/n sorry every one I've been having some computer problems but now I'm back and going to try and put out some more chapters of this I have not abandoned this story I've had this story in my head for a while now and I want to finish it.

The Burrow

"I can't believe you children are doing this has Dumbledore gone mad" ranted Mrs. Weasley "the thought of children in war is completely irresponsible"

"now Molly remember what the headmaster said they don't have much of a choice." Her husband Arthur Weasley tried to calm her down. "According to the headmaster, it is the holy grail that picked the masters.

"So, let me get this straight." A red-haired teenager asked with a smirked on his face. "a magical cup that rewards a bunch of witches and wizards in a death match with any witch, right?"

"yes, George that what we told you," his mother told him with glare on her face.

"and we got two teams to fight this war?" an identical boy asked "

"I do believe that is correct Forge" George answered his twins' question.

"and on one side we have you-know-who and his merry band of Death Eaters who have years of experience of Dark magic" he paused letting that sink in. "and for our own side, we got four fifth years two fourth years and a werewolf. You all know what this means right."

Silence fell no one had any words for the situation that the twins summed up using only a few short words.

"I think I know if we can get rid of the Dark Lord, we can use the Holy Grail to get rid of all the nargles from everyone." Luna Lovegood told everyone with a smile on her face. In her hand were a set of music notes.

"Gred," one twin told the other, "I think I might love this girl."

"All right can we get this going or are you going to flirt with my best friend." A red-haired girl complained her older brothers. In her hands was a pink ribbon.

"Ginny is right" a bushy-haired girl agreed "I really want to perform the ritual I a mean think of all we can learn from these heroes from the past.

"only you would see summoning some dead people as homework Hermione" complained another red-haired teenager.

"They aren't just dead people as you put Ronald" Hermione angrily glared at her friend. "they are people who have made huge impacts in history they are a wealth of information how can we not learn all we can from them."

"What would you even ask them you don't even know who you going to summon" Ron snapped back at her.

"well that's what we use the catalyst for" Hermione huffed like it was obvious. "were you not listening to the professor we can use the relics to get a better chance of getting the Servant you want. Which is why I'll be using this." She held up a necklace with a blue jewel in the center.

"Oh, Hermione were doing get it looks so pretty?" Luna asked. "I make my own like my beat necklace. I made more if anyone wants", she Offred, no one took her up on that.

"hey is that the necklace you found when we went to Egypt Ron?" Ginny asked with a raised eyebrow paying close attention to how red the other went.

"it was a souvenir I got" Ron quickly explained with a blush "I got them for my friends"

"That's so nice of you Ronald," Luna hugged the blushing boy. Ron sighed in relief but it was short lived with Luna's next words.

"Oh, by the way, if you got Hermione such a nice gift what kind of gift did you give Harry." She innocently asked.

" Have I mentioned I love this girl?" laughed George

"Now children we really should begin," Mrs. Weasley said trying and failing to hide her smile. She already knew that Ron and Hermione had feelings for each other. The same could be said for Harry and Ginny her dreams of a big loving family, which reminded her she needed to give Ron something.

"Ron before I forget I got you your own Relic it been in my family for generations maybe you could summon form our family." Molly handed Ron a sliver kunai.

"thanks, Mum" Ron took the kunai from his mother.

"Alright you lot enough of this time to perform the ritual," Mr. Weasley said to the children. "you all know the incantation to summon your Servant, right?" he asked looking at his son Ron.

"Yes, Mr. Weasley/Dad," all of the children told the older wizard and all went to their own magic circle placing their own relics, raised their hands and spoke the words that would change their lives and not for the better.

Location Unknown

In an unknown location, a group of men and women were gathered together about to hear from their leader. All of them were eager to finally take revenge on the society that shunned them for so long. Apparently, their leader has found a way to overthrow the Ministry of Magic once and for all.

"Brothers and sisters our time has come" Came to the voice of the leader of the group he was a tall gruesome looking man his brown hair was slick back his robe was left open showing off his muscular hairy chest. This man was Fenrir Greyback the leader of the werewolf army.

"I have been in touch with the dark lord," Greyback told his followers, which was followed by wispier of shock and anger.

"Why would you talk with him?" one brave man asked his leader. "Even If he not with the Ministry You-Know-Who would soon kill us off when he has no use for him." The Man pointed out then shivered in fear when he saw the look on Werewolf leaders face.

"On any other occasion I would have your head by my feet for questioning me" Greyback began with a harsh glare on his face, but then gave smirk remember what the red marking on his are for. They were in the shape of a two-sided ax, with the handle in between the two blades. "However, your concerns do have merit. To answer your question, it's just a case of we don't interfere with each other till the need to work together comes up." He then held up a gold arm guard so that his people could see it. "This is our key to victory with it we will create a world of Lycans" His cruel laughter was contagious as all in attendance joined him think of the society they will create.

12 Grimmauld Place

"Why is it that out of all the members of the order I'm the one chosen to be in the war?" asked a man with light brown hair and a few scars on his face to himself. "And out of all the of the classes is it just plain irony that Dumbledore tasked me to summon Berserker." The man to ranted.

"Oh, buck up there Remus" A bubblegum pink haired women smirked at the older man. "Didn't the Headmaster have a plan to better control the Servant?" She asked.

"Yes, he did Tonks," Remus told the young witch. "According to Dumbledore if I forgo a catalyst the Servant, I get will be a better match to myself." He then frowned thinking hard. What Servant that could be close to me I don't know. But at this point, I don't have much of a choice we need to stop Voldemort soon before it's too late". He ignored Tonks flinching at the name.

"Hey, Remus?" Tonks hesitantly started to ask. "If we didn't have to stop You-Know-Who what would you wish for if you won this whole Holy War?" She waited already having an idea of what it would be. "Would you ask it to cure you little Furry problem."

Remus stood in silence thinking over her words. "Tonks, I have lived with my Lycanthropy for so long it is a part of me I could never wish it away for my own benefit. I rather wish for a cure for all Lycans. No child should ever live the life I had to."

"Wow Remus thats sounds wonderful" Tonks smiled at the older man but in her heart, she only had one thought "If only you could see that you are such a wonderful man maybe one day, we can truly be together.