A/N: Hey, thanks to everybody who reviewed, once again, it means a lot to me.
I couldn't wait to update, so I bugged my sister to let me use her computer.. I hope she doesn't kill me..
On with the show..
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Melova looked down at the lifeless gray eyes of her cousin; she closed them and held his body close to hers. He had died for her, and she wasn't going to let him down. She realized that she was still in the huge backyard of the Malfoy mansion. If Narcissa went looking for her, she would kill her on the spot. She walked over to where Draco's broom had landed and picked it up. She knew it was much faster, and that Draco loved his Nimbus-Two-Thousand-and-One more than any other broom he had ever owned. She lay it in his arms, crossing them. He was a knight, and his broom, his trusty sword. She kissed his forehead and flew off, Mystery wriggling inside of her robes.
She looked down at the piece of paper that Draco had given her when she made it to a town far enough away form the Malfoy Mansion that's he knew Narcissa wouldn't come after her. She unfolded it and landed next to a light-post.
Number Twelve, Grimauld Place, London
Great, it was the middle of the night and she didn't know which way London was from here. How was she supposed to find this place? She didn't know where Grimauld Place was. Then she thought of Draco. He had spared his life to get her this far, and, she wasn't giving up now. She let Mystery down and sat up against the lamp-post.
"Mystery, what am I supposed to do? I don't know where this place is," she looked at her ragged little cat. She cuddled up against her and laid down. Melova started to tear up. Draco was gone. She was lost. She was confused and hungry, and very very thirsty. What was going to happen now?
A loud crack came out of nowhere and Melova looked upon a familiar sight, hope was once restored.
"Mystery, look, look," Melova cried with joy. Oh, happy day. Wait, not a happy day. She started to tear up when the conductor came out and took her trunk. She went inside to one of the beds and laid down.
"Where are you off to miss?" he asked.
"Will you please take me to Number Twelve, Grimauld Place," she said. This was her only hope.
"And what business do you have there?" he said. His right eyebrow was raised. This was a little weird.
"I'm meeting somebody, an old friend. She said to meet her there," Melova lied.
"Oh, come on now, I can't take you to exactly Number Twelve, but, I'll drop you off at the end of the road," he said. Ok, this wasn't just a little weird. This was flat out weird.
"Why can't you take me to Number Twelve?" Melova asked. She was confused. Why was this guy acting so strangely? He was looking at her like she was a murderer or something. That's it, she couldn't take it anymore.
Melova broke down and started to cry right there. Why did everything happen to her? Why was the world so cruel and unforgiving? Why did Draco have to die? She started whimpering and mumbling stuff when the bus came to a sudden stop.
"Grimauld Place, London," the driver said. She thanked them and gave them the only money she had in her trunk, two Knuggets and a Sickle. She stepped out onto the dreariest looking street she had ever seen. She grabbed the Firebolt 350 and her trunk and started to walk down the street, looking at the addresses as she went along. Mystery followed close behind. When they reached number eleven, Melova was a little anxious. She walked over to the next house, but it was number thirteen.
"What's going on here, there is no Number Twelve, Grimauld Place," she said. Great, now what?
She turned around to go sit on the curb when she saw something black and large out of the corner of her eye, she swerved to see what it was, but there was nothing but a piece of paper. She picked it up and read it aloud.
"The headquarters of the Order of the Pheonix may be found at number twelve, Grimauld Place, London,. Yeah, if there was one," she said. The headquarters of the Order of the Pheonix may be found at number twelve, Grimauld place.... Oh my god.
She looked up. There was a door, and a window, and another window. A balcony. Some more windows, now a wall. What in the bloody hell is going on?
Finally, between number eleven and number thirteen, Grimauld place, was number twelve. She walked up to the door and knocked...
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Harry didn't know what to do. What was going on? Why was Dumbledore acting so strangely? Why was everything so different? He went outside to think what to do next, when he saw something black and large out of the corner of his eye running to Hagrid's hut. He followed in pursuit and reached the wooden hut just after it went inside.
Harry knocked on the large door. It opened to show Hagrid rather, well, more ruffled than usual.
"Hagrid, can I come in, I need to talk to you," Harry asked. Hagrid was shifting from side to side. What was he hiding? He hoped it wasn't another dragon egg, Harry thought, remembering his first year and Norbert, the Norwegian Ridgeback.
"I'm a lil' busy 'ere 'Ary, if you coul' come bac' la'er, I' be happy ter talk," Hagrid said, a broad, yet unconvincing smile on his face.
"It's ok Hagrid, you can let him in, he needs to know," said a familiar voice that made Harry's heart stop. I mean, literally stop. He was about to have a heart-attack. Hagrid moved to the side and Harry walked in. There, sitting in a massive chair was Harry's godfather...
"Sirius?"
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Ron and Hermione ran to Professor McGonagall's office. The slammed the door open and ran inside, almost tripping over there own feet.
"Goodness gracious, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, slow yourselves down before you hurt somebody," she said, a little shocked.
"Professor, you need to send all of the students home, something horrible is about to happen," Hermione said, out of breath.
"And what sort of thing would that be Ms. Granger," she said, her lips tight and one eyebrow raised.
"I think the end of Hogwart's," Hermione answered.
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"Sirius, you're alive, you're alive!" Harry screamed, not caring that the door was open and a few first years were just outside.
"Quie' 'Ary," Hagrid said, slamming the door, making everything inside the hut shake.
"Sirius, I thought that, I thought that you were dead, you're alive, I can't believe it," Harry couldn't help it, he ran over to his godfather and hugged him. Sirius held him close. Harry loved his smell. Sort of musky, sort of like vanilla, but all Sirius.
"Harry, something terrible is about to happen, and we need to prevent it as much as possible. I need you to grab your broom and go to follow the train tracks to Platform 9 ¾. I need you to talk to the conductor of the Hogwart's Express, and tell him to haul ass to Hogwart's. Tell him this," Sirius said, whispering something in Harry's ear.
Harry nodded and took off towards the Quidditch pitch. Grabbing his broom, he flew across the lake and found the train track's. He stood on the tracks for a while, taking in what had just happened. Sirius was alive. He was alive, and, by the looks of him, doing pretty well. He took off and headed towards King's Cross.
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"What do you mean, Ms. Granger," Professor McGonagall said.
"She means exactly what she said. We don't know exactly what's going on, but, why would we lie to you about something like this. Professor, you need to send all of the students home as soon as possible. If you don't, there are going to be more and more deaths. I don't think you want the deaths of innocent students weighing on your shoulders, do you Professor?" Ron explained. McGonagall looked scared now.
"Professor, please, send them home, we don't have a reasonable explanation except for our gut instinct, Harry's word, and Dumbledore's weird actions," Hermione said. Please send them home, please, trust us.
"Yes, I trust you, but there isn't enough room for all of them on the Emergency Hogwart's Express, and even if there was, everybody would need to pack up there things. It's to much of a pain to get everybody to leave in one day, so I'm sorry, I will send out the word and everybody will go home tomorrow," she said, smiling. She knew that something was wrong; she just didn't know what it was. Now, these students come in here and conform her fears. Great...
"Tomorrow will be too late, professor, they need to leave now," Ron said. What was going on here?
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Harry could see the station now, he knew that he would be there soon. He was already going at full speed, but he put in a little more effort, taking off his school robes and discarding them. This speeded him up. When he reached the station, he landed and ran inside of the train, towards the front.
He reached it and opened the compartment where the conductor stayed. He was sleeping on a little cot. Harry went over and shook him awake.
"Wake up, you need to haul ass to Hogwart's immediately," Harry screamed.
"Oh, ya, what's the password?" the conductor asked smiling.
Harry blushed, he didn't want to say this.
"You're sexy, I'm not. I'm weak and you're hot. Danger is about to come, save me hero, save me hero," Harry mumbled, his face turning red as he said the password. Whoever thought that was going to die.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you," the conductor said. Harry was starting to get pissed.
"YOU'RE SEXY, I'M NOT. I'M WEAK AND YOU'RE HOT. DANGER IS ABOUT TO COME, SAVE ME HERO, SAVE ME HERO," Harry screamed in the man's face. The man smiled and walked to the control room.
"Ok, Mr. Potter, I need you to shovel some coal into that boiler over there. Turn the dial to 700 degrees and we'll be ready in 5 minutes," the conductor said as he picked up a shovel and gave it to Harry. Harry dropped his broom and started doing as the man told him. The man picked up another shovel and started to do as Harry was.
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"Sirius, wha' is goi' on?" Hagrid said turning to face the black haired man after Harry was out of sight.
"Dumbledore told me to get here as fast as possible. I hopped the EHE when is went to King's Cross to pick up Narcissa Malfoy. Because everybody thinks I'm dead, they thought I was just Narcissa's pet or something. They let me aboard, and I have been staying in the forbidden forest ever since," Sirius explained.
"Did you ge' to see 'er. Melova I mea'," Hagrid asked.
"Yes, I did, she looks just like her mother, but that isn't the point right now. Hagrid, Voldemort is running the school. He trapped Dumbledore inside of my house and took over the shape of his body, and his lifestyle. He sent my poor daughter to the Malfoy's to be trained as a dark witch. You see, Hagrid, it was prophesized before Melova was born, before Harry was born. Heck, while the Marauder's and I were still in school that my daughter would destroy the world. Not Voldemort. So, Voldemort tried to get a hold of her many times, to train her to become evil, but, so far, he has been unsuccessful. And I'm planning to shoot down destiny," Sirius said, a serious look on his face. He slammed his fist down on the table and walked to the door. He opened it, turned into Snuffles and ran to the castle.
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Hermione and Ron were furious. They thought that the Professor didn't believe them. They knew that it would be too late to send everybody home tomorrow. The war was going to either be today, or never.
They walked outside and sat in the courtyard.
"Ron, I don't know what to do. For once, I am totally and utterly confused," Hermione cried into Ron's sweater. He patted her back and kissed the top of her head.
"It's going to be ok Hermione, Harry will do something, I hope," he said as he took her into both of his arms. He looked over at Hagrid's hut, wondering if they should tell him. No, if McGonagall didn't believe them, then why should Hagrid.
That's when the door opened, and Ron saw something familiar run out of it. At first he thought it was Fang, but Hagrid didn't follow it. It just ran towards the castle; towards them.
"Hermione, look," Ron said, pointing towards the black dog.
Hermione raised her head and gasped. Were they dead, they had to be, if they weren't, then why was she seeing a ghost?
"You see it, too?" Ron asked. Hermione nodded.
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Harry sat in the front of the train.. He ran to the front to ask the conductor how much longer it would be till they reached the school, and found him asleep on his cot, again. Magic was obviously running the train now. However, he heard whistling coming from the front. He opened the control room and saw something he really didn't expect. There, running the train was a ghost. Literally, whiteness and everything.
"Can I help you sir," the ghost asked.
"Yes, um, when do you believe that we are going to reach Hogwart's," he said.
"About 30 minutes," the ghost answered.
"OK, well, thanks," Harry said, going back to his compartment.
It was just a little dark when they reached the school and nobody was outside waiting for them? What was going on, didn't Ron and Hermione talk to somebody?
Then he saw red sparks coming from the grounds and knew something was wrong. He told the conductor to stay where he was, and Harry took off on his broom towards the school.
What he saw, was sickening.
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"Everything is going to plan, Wormtail," Voldemort said to his right-hand man.
"Yes, master, Harry Potter is gone, just like we predicted, shall we initiate the attack?" Wormtail said. His nose wiggled. He looked just like a rat, and was one, literally. He could transform himself into one.
"I think we shall," Voldemort said, laughing, Wormtail following in suit.
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"Snuffles?" Ron asked when the dog reached them.
"Yes Ron, but we don't have any time for that right now, everybody is in grave danger, we need to..." but they were too late. Screams were already coming from the other side of the building. Sirius raised his head and ran into the castle, dragging out a few students before the whole wall crumbled above him. The students got to their feet and ran into the forbidden forest.
"Ron, Hermione, tell as many student as you can to get into the forest. I have convinced the centaurs to put a barrier up to only allow students and staff members inside," he said, they were just standing there, "GO!" he growled at them.
They ran off, screaming what Sirius just told them.
Sirius ran to the other side of the castle and saw a sickening sight. All over the grounds, were dead students. They had obviously been in class when the explosion happened. He picked up the students that were still alive and carried them to the edge of the forest. It was almost dark, and he knew that there were still students and teachers inside. He ran through the flames that were beginning to build along the destroyed wall and transformed back into his regular form. He ran into every classroom screaming to go to the forbidden forest when he met up with Wormtail...
WHERE WAS HARRY?
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Harry saw the dead students, among them Seamus Finnegan and Neville Longbottom. He ran over to them, just to make sure. They couldn't be dead, he was just talking to them not two hours ago. But, sure enough, they were gone. A few tears rolled down Harry's face and he walked over to the flaming castle. There, under all of the rubble, he saw something he didn't want to...
Red hair.
He pulled back all of the rocks and saw a lifeless Ginny Weasley curled up on the floor, beaten and dirty. He picked up her body and held it against him, she was still warm. He started crying, tears flooding out of his eyes when he heard a scream from inside of the castle. He laid Ginny's body down next to Neville's and Seamus' and jumped through the fire. There, he saw Peter Pettigrew torturing his godfather. Before Harry could think, he pulled out his wand form his back pocket and said to words, he thought he would never use against another human being..
AVADA KEDAVRA
Harry said, pointing his wand as Peter Pettigrew's back. He flopped over dead and Harry ran to Sirius' side.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked. Sirius just nodded and stood up. They ran through the castle to McGonagall's office and found her lifeless body on the ground. The door slammed behind them and they turned to see Narcissa Malfoy standing there. Sirius pushed Harry behind him and took out his wand.
"Well, if it isn't little Padfoot, back from the dead are we?" Narcissa laughed, a faint hint of alcohol in the air.
"Narcissa, leave, I don't want to have to do this," Sirius said.
"Do what, Sirius, ooh, are you gonna kill me, you wouldn't have the guts," she said, smiling broadly.
"I know I wouldn't, but I will do this," Sirius said. He pointed his wand in Narcissa's face. She looked a little frightened.
CRU...
"Ok, ok, I'll leave, but, you're daughter will pay for this," she said, disappearing into thin air. Voldemort had obviously lifted the Apparation Spells.
"Way to go," Harry said, looking at Sirius, who winced a little and then walked over to McGonagall's desk. He flipped through her articles and pulled out a piece of paper. He folded it and put it in his pocket.
"Harry is the train waiting," he said, holding his side.
"Yes, but, what's wrong?" Harry asked, looking at the side of Sirius' clothes.
"Just a few broken ribs I think. No biggy, but you need to get into the forbidden forest and tell everyone to head to the train. No buts. You need to get out of here before Voldemort finds you," Sirius said, stopping Harry a few times from speaking. He looked at Harry.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine," Sirius answered to the worried look on Harry's face.
"That's an empty promise," Harry said. Sirius laughed. Harry ran out the door and towards the forest. On his way, he picked up Ginny's body and carried it inside.
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Ron and Hermione were worried. Where was Harry? Why wasn't he there yet?
They ran into the forbidden forest after they gathered everybody they could, and waited. They waited, a few more students and some teachers coming out of the castle and running into the forest, obviously having been warned by Sirius. They were on the only side of the castle that hadn't exploded yet. More and more people started apparating onto the grounds and going inside, all of them in DeathEater outfits.
When they finally saw someone walk out of the castle that looked anything like Harry, he was far away, carrying something. Something with red hair.
"GINNY!" Ron screamed, running to where Harry was just now entering the woods.
When they reached him, Harry was sitting on the ground, holding Ginny close to him, and crying. Tears were streaming down Ron's face as he looked at his little sister. She looked so peaceful, so opposite of her surroundings. Hermione was crying and sat down next to Harry, running her fingers through Ginny's hair.
"No, it can't be Ginny, I just saw her twenty minutes ago, she was going to Herbology, know, it isn't her, IT ISN'T HER!" Ron cried, taking his sister from Harry, crying into her shoulder.
"Ron, Hermione and I need to get everybody to the Express right away. When you feel you're ready, take Ginny to the train," Harry said, standing up and putting his hand on Ron's head. He was crying even louder now, muttering incomprehensible words.
"Ron, did you hear Harry?" Hermione asked.
Ron stopped crying for a few seconds to look up and nod. His eyes, nose, and ears were red. He looked, horrible. He went back to crying after Hermione nodded and turned to follow Harry.
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Sirius ran through the halls of the school, chasing out all of the students and teachers that he could, and finally decided to go back to the forest when he was stopped by a gang of at least 25 DeathEaters. They all smiled, raised there wands and fired, when they were finished, there was nothing left of Sirius Black. He had apparated to quickly.
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Hermione called after Harry. He stopped and spun around.
"What is it Hermione?" he asked.
"Why don't we just do a loudspeaker spell?" she said. He nodded and Hermione said the correct words, pointing her wand towards her throat.
"ALL HOGWART'S STUDENTS, PLEASE PROCEDE TO THE HOGWART'S EXPRESS, DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT LEAVE THE FOREST UNTIL YOU CAN SEE THE TRAIN," she said, her voice magnified by the spell. She pointed her wand to her throat and said the counter spell. Both Harry and Hermione ran towards the Hogwart's Express, hearing the sound of it in the distance.
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Melova didn't get an answer at first, so she knocked again. This time, a very weary looking Harry Potter answered the door. He smiled at her. She looked at his face, he had obviously been crying.
"Harry, what's going on? Where is this place? Why were you crying?" Melova said, flooding him with questions. She walked inside and saw a man, a man she knew, but only from her dreams. Only from the Daily Prophet. Only from the mirror.
"Daddy?" she said.. Sirius smiled. He walked closer to Melova. She ran and hugged him, he winced a little bit from his broken ribs, but, he was happy to finally see her. To hug her, to smell her.
"Melova, where's Malfoy?" Harry asked.
Melova turned around and looked at Harry. "He's gone, Narcissa killed him," she said, a few tears rolling down her face. She looked up at her daddy. Wow, she could finally say daddy. He hugged her tighter, she returned the favor.
They finally broke apart after a few tears. Melova looked over at Harry, but he wasn't there.
"Daddy, what's going on.. What happened? Why isn't Harry at Hogwart's?" Melova asked. She looked into the trustful blue eyes of her father...HER FATHER!!
"Melova, we need to talk," he said.
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A/N: Oh, tearful rejoicing!! Happy and sad day... I hope you liked it. I couldn't wait, I had to write this down and update now, but, I will not be able to update again until August 16, poopy...
Please review...really appreciated.
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