"Welcome to Muggle Studies. As you may know, this class has become compulsory and any absence will be punished." The woman that had caught Harry yesterday, Alecto Carrow said. "Now today, we will start the lesson by talking about blood purity. As some of the more educated minds in this school may know, the purer your blood, the more intelligent one is."

"So how much 'pure blood' do you have?" Neville piped up, causing Harry to groan and Lavender to beam in admiration.

"I can assure you Mr…"

"Longbottom. But by your own system, I'd have to guess you had only half wizarding blood if I was being overly flattering. However, based on your intelligence of even saying that, considering the most evil wizard of all time only has half wizarding blood and you're nowhere near his level you are probably from a muggle family."

At this, Alecto walked over to Neville and pulled a knife, slashing the boy across the face. However, Neville's only response was a quick, "Case in point."

"You will be serving detention young man."

Neville, confident now that he had been at the front lines against enemies the year prior smiled, "What is it? I shall not tell lies? Or am I to be hung by my ears? Had that happen too."

"Well I suppose this is now the right time for a demonstration of the new disciplinary methods to be employed at the school." Alecto then pulled out her wand. "Crucio!"

Not expecting this, Neville was caught by the blast, sending him writhing in agony. When he stood up, he was hit by another spell until Lavender stood up, jumping in the way of the blast. When the class finally ended, both were sent to the hospital wing as they had fallen unconscious.

Harry got up, preparing to head to his Arithmancy class. However, Alecto quickly stopped him, "Mr. Potter, a word please?"

Harry walked over to the professor, "Yes?"

"I do not know what you are trying but using another as a tool is not a smart way to stay in this school."

"Professor, I can assure you that Neville was acting on his own. I will not interfere in your teachings as long as you don't interfere in my business. I am not here to start a fight, merely to finish one. If you will excuse me, Professor Vector will not take kindly to my absence."

"Very well, you may go."

And so the school quickly fell into a routine. Harry became the model student, silent but attentive while Neville became branded as the troublemaker. Although Harry was quickly ignored, he was secretly leading the rebellion by recruiting for Dumbledore's Army. Though many joined it to keep the tyranny at bay, the Digidestined and Luna were waiting for the shadow of water to rear its head. At last, the wait was over for on Halloween, the whole school was gathered for the feast when the clear moonlit sky turned dark in an instant.

Harry looked up and studied the sky before turning to his neighbor, Zoe. "It is time."

Zoe Orimito, the Legendary Warrior of Wind followed his gaze and noted the rain now falling. "Are you sure?"

"The clouds are not natural, they have the taint of the Digital World to them."

With a regretful sigh at her unfinished risotto, Zoe pushed her chair back. When she did so, the Digidestined followed suit, all four house tables noting members rising up in unison. Some of the teachers made moves to ask the students to sit down but one look at their faces quickly stopped everyone, even the Carrows in their tracks. Even more surprising was the reaction of Professor Minerva McGonagall. The teacher was well known for keeping students in line but she was also at her feet and holding a strange sword in one hand with ease.

The group walked out the hall, forming up into lines. The first was made up of Kari, Harry, Tai, Matt, Koji, Koichi, Sara, Mako, Suzie, Takuya, and Minerva, each brandishing a weapon. Next stood Izzi, Mimi, TK, and Cody. The third line was comprised of Takato, Rika, Henry, Ryo, Jeri, and Mako. Fourth stood Zoe, Tommy, Keenan, and Kristy. Bringing up the rear, wands drawn were Draco, Pansy, Neville, Lavender, and Luna. From behind, the Carrows followed, wondering what was going on. Before the group left the castle, Harry turned, causing the Carrows to dive for cover.

"First of all," Harry began, "You can come out now, I know you're hiding behind that torch."

At this, the Carrows showed themselves.

"Second of all, you all know what's coming. It's not the big one but it's the last stepping stone to the big one. I've known most of you for almost seven years and others as little as one but we all have the same goal as we had then. Now some of you are thinking about Tom but we need to put that aside for now and focus on the Shadow of Water. Those who have been here since the beginning remember how easy Randalf was and how Bruce was weak once he was pushed out of Hermione. However, the other four have been harder, leaving me to believe this will be our hardest one yet. However, defeating it will free Ebowamon, opening the way to Fenglongmon. So tonight, we are not students, we are not teachers. No, tonight, we are Digidestined, united together to protect both worlds."

At this, the group cheered. However, Harry quickly held up his hand and sent them into battle. When they got there, Harry asked the Shadow standing there, a light blue figure his name.

"DarkCraig."

"Well DarkCraig, prepare to die." Harry hissed, prompting everyone including the Carrows to pull their weapons out. The tension mounted, greater and greater until… "Attack!"

The effect was instantaneous, spells reigned down from the back, swords flew out with swift rage, people transformed into Digimon, and chaos ensued. The Carrows saw the battle taking place and caught up in it, they fired shot after shot of killing curses and other dark spells.

Harry and Takuya were leading the sword charge, wind and fire mixing into a maelstrom that burned the water being with its might. Sara and Minerva gave air support, their leaping techniques making them hard to catch. Tai, Mako, and Suzie, not being as skilled were reduced to slashing and thrusting, distracting the Shadow from the others. Though he did not know his Zanpakuto's name, Koichi was quickly fighting back to back with Koji and his blade, Getsuro. Draco and Ron, back to back stood as Hawk and Raptor, screeching from the sky.

Neville, Lavender, Luna, and Pansy sent spell after spell over the group, mixing as many as possible including leg-lockers, confundus charms, and even Jelly-Legs curses to produce interesting results.

The body of the group was taken by the partnered Digidestined, Mimi, Izzi, TK, Cody, Takato, Rika, Ryo, Henry, Ai, Jeri, and Kristy summoning partners and fighting alongside them.

Keenan, Zoe, and Tommy were in their Digimon forms, fighting like wild beasts. While Zoe was fighting as JetSilphymon from the air, Daiphenmon was attacking from the ground, each giving support to the other. Keenan on the other hand was fighting alongside his partner, Keenan as an Elecmon and Falcomon as Peckmon fighting at one side.

Even though some of them had never really met… Even though they were at war with two of the fighters… Everyone in the group was fighting alongside the others with no complaint or worry. At one point, a whip of water flew to Amycus, only to be cut by Daiphenmon's Ichigo Death attack. Neville dodged one attack only to find himself with no way to dodge another yet Alecto quickly shielded him without a second thought.

The fight dragged on, the Digidestined knowing that they could not let DarkCraig take one step in the school while DarkCraig did not want to disappoint his master. Seconds turned to minutes, minutes to hours, and still the fighting continued. At last, with the sun rising in the sky, the first casualty, Mimi's Togemon fell. With Togemon, the end seemed near with people and Digimon falling in exhaustion or with bleeding cuts and wounds.

With each person down, the group shrunk, compacting instinctively. DarkCraig broke from the holding pattern to put himself in the middle of the group, now putting the spellcasters on the front lines. From above, Hawk was struck with a blade of ice, sending him careening to the ground. Below him, Pansy stared at the boy she had secretly loved, the one that brought her into this mess as he fell. Before she could look back, she was struck by ice cold water, sending her flying back.

A second before she hit the ground, Pansy felt something grab her. However, it was too late, the impact knocked her out. Even as the blackness descended, Pansy fought, truly fighting for the first time, just to stay awake. Instead of the blackness claiming her, Pansy saw grey. She felt something tugging at the core of her being, something like a long lost friend. Even so, Pansy fought until that something slipped through a crack. She saw a pretty woman in a black silk dress offer a hand to her, one that Pansy took.

"Pa… yuh… e?"

Pansy blinked, hearing a voice but not able to understand. "I can't, speak up."

"Pa…! …se, listen to…"

"Listen to what?

"…f? Listen o… me!"

Pansy closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again, "Try again."

"Pansy please listen."

"I'm listening."

"At last. I've been trying for two years. Pansy listen, you are not alone. Even when you lie in bed, when you run across the country, you have not been alone. Please…"

The woman faded and Pansy saw grey again. This time however, she noticed it was a blade, what Draco would have called a katana. Pansy grabbed her wand but as an afterthought, her right hand curled around the katana. As it did so, Pansy heard the woman -Pansy, you know my name. Call it.-

Pansy raced into battle, leaping over Draco with the sword blazing. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the woman next to her, flying on wings of blinding white. At that sight, Pansy thought of both darkness and light and the balance they held. Pansy jumped behind DarkCraig and took a breath, held it, and then cast a quick spell to divert him. As he turned, Pansy called as the woman spoke, -I am.-

Together they spoke, "Day to night, -Dākuraito!-"

From the katana's blade, winged protrusions grew, meshing neatly into Pansy's hand, holding it fast. The blade grew, now the size and shape of a standard two-hander. Scrollwork on the blade told of a struggle between the light and the dark within and the path to overcoming it. Pansy held the blade behind her and then spun, the darkness and light in the blade piercing DarkCraig in such a way that the water which formed him exploded into data, then vanishing.

As DarkCraig fell, the sky darkened, going from morning sun to a black expanse. With some bleeding and others shaking with fatigue, the Digidestined could only stare as lightning began to strike. Close to DarkCraig, Harry growled deep in his throat, an emotion that the rest agreed with. For it seemed that something was wrong with the world, something was dead… Something…

From behind them, the castle doors flew open with Professor Snape and the rest of the teachers running outside to stare at the inky sky and the white lightning. In the distance, an aurora of all colors split the sky, and in the center everyone could see a strange land, one that was not a place on Earth.