Fowl Manor

Everyone jumped up and drew various weapons when the figures jumped through the portal. They followed suite. The figures held up sticks and pointed them at the fairies/humans.

"Hand over Potter like good Muggles and maybe we wont kill you on the spot," one of them said sweetly. She pulled down her hood to reveal a feminine face with heavy lidded eyes. Harry growled under his breath.

"Bellatrix," he rasped. Doodah and Mulch looked quizzical, but even they realized it wasn't the time. Two other figures pulled down their hoods to reveal male faces. One had silvery blond hair and the other had greasy black hair with his mouth curled up in an obviously often-used sneer. If possible, at the sight of the greasy haired man Harry seemed to show more hatred than he did only a moment ago.

"Hello Potter," the greasy haired man said silkily. "I always knew you would meet a sticky end."

"Don't talk to me, Snape." Harry said with a hard, angry voice.

"Still bitter about Dumbledore, aren't you Potter." Snape sneered.

"DON'T TALK ABOUT DUMBLEDORE LIKE THAT!" Harry shouted. He lunged at Snape before Bellatrix could react. As if a dam broke, everyone started firing. Qwan quickly fired bolts of magical energy at the platinum blond man. The man quickly dodged it and sent a slicing hex at Qwan. Qwan dodged it and sent another bolt of energy. This one found its mark.

The man was thrown back into the wall, causing a crash, but no one really noticed. Everyone was too busy fighting their own battles. Qwan suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of his neck closely followed by darkness tugging at the corners of his eyes. Qwan mentally shoved the darkness away and continued firing his magic at the figures. Another figure barreled through the crowd and shot at Qwan with another slicing hex. The power of the hex sent Qwan smashing against the wall and the figure delicately stepped to him.

"The Dark Lord will live forever!" he hissed and pointed his wand for the killing curse. Qwan took the only option left to him and gripped the figure's leg. As soon as Qwan's hand touched him, the figure's leg began turning to stone and the stone quickly traveled up its body like a virus. Before he could even scream, he had been turned completely to stone.

Qwan shakily got to his feet. He realized he didn't have anymore magic left. He quickly looked around and noticed that all the other fairies had run out of magic as well. Bellatrix smirked and muscled her way into the middle of the room.

"Ha! I suggest a blanket killing curse for this bunch," she cackled. Every one of the cloaked figures in turn raised their wands.

"No!"

There seemed to be a surge of energy as a semi gruff voice spoke out. Harry's eyes widened as two people seemed to speckle into vision. Qwan suddenly realized these two people were the presences he felt. One looked very old with a really long white beard but he stood straight and had an aura of power. The other seemed to be a young man but he was very gaunt, so gaunt that his face resembled a skull. Harry looked flat-out baffled as did many of the figures.

"How… how… but we killed you…" Bellatrix said weakly.

"We don't really understand either. But that wont stop us from fighting!" the gaunt man said with a grin spreading across his face. They both held up their wands and pointed them at the figures. The figures hurriedly recovered from their shock and followed suit. Beams of light erupted from the wands and attempted to push each other back.

"Get to safety! We will hold them off and follow you later!" the bearded man said.

"But…" Harry began.

"Don't! We'll take you to Haven!" Butler said, grabbing Harry's shoulder and propelling him to the door. Never in his life had Butler been so grateful that Mr. and Mrs. Fowl were on vacation in Puerto Rico. Qwan started to back up but he stumbled. The darkness he had pushed away had come back into his vision with reinforcements. His breathing slowed and rasped. Butler quickly grabbed him just as his eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

A/N

I know it is so short you probably want to reach into the screen and slap me, but the next chapter will get more interesting! I promise! By the way I own nothing. Review! Review! Need I say it? REVIEW!