PROMTS: Homenum revelio and dark

"Homenum revelio." As soon as he heard those words, Dirk knew they were coming. The people they had spent these past few months hiding from. The people of the Dark. Hurriedly, he beckoned to his fellow campers, using rapid hand movements to indicate that they needed to run. "Go!" He urgently whispered, "I'll fight them." Dirk knew that he had no chance anyway.

He made the goblin, Griphook, who had been camping along with him, vow to keep the boy, Dean Thomas safe. Both, Griphook and Dean were innocent. And yet, both Griphook and Dean were one of their targets. When they disapparated into thin air, Dirk knew that he had just saved two lives.

The last camper, Ted Tonks was unwilling to budge. He was determined to fight till the end; he no longer wished to hide.

The people of the Dark appeared shortly. Snatchers-was what they called themselves...perhaps because they snatched life. Dirk knew that now his time had come. But he knew that he would die, fighting for the greater good.