The next chapter!
'This is bad. This is very bad. This is very very bad.' Harry kept repeating the sentence over in his head, turning it into a mantra. He was standing outside of the doors of Hogwarts, awaiting the 'back-up; that Lothe had promised him. Harry wasn't pacing, though he was very close to doing so. Self-control at its best. Though he would never admit it out loud, Harry was so anxious, that he would even accept the help of the kids back at the institute.
Breaking his thoughts of doom, a portal door opened a few feet in front of him, and, as luck would have it, his prayers were answered. Thirty to forty kids ranging from 13 to 19 stepped out, obviously from the institute. Harry suppressed a groan, and composed himself. This was going to be bad.
The noise from the kids was deafening, and drew the attention of Ginny, who was heading to dinner. She hid behind one of the nicely trimmed bushes. She heard someone right near her sigh. Looking sharply towards the sound, she saw Venombane. Ginny watched him walk in front of the group of strange people and forcefully call out one word, which had everyone abruptly stop all conversations. "Quiet." Looking around, and seeing no one talking Venombane continued. "Thank you. Now, if you would follow me, I shall show you to the area in which you will set up camp. You will not leave that area." And with that, Venombane walked off towards the lake. Ginny saw some glance at others, but eventually, the group of 30-40 people followed him to the lake. As they passed her, Ginny thought that she heard a couple of the kids whisper 'old grouch'. 'Yeah.'. She had to suppress her laughter. Ginny waited until everyone had gone past her, for Ginny to stand up. As she watched the retreating backs of the kids, Ginny didn't notice another portal open behind her, depositing two other people. Seeing the unaware Ginny, the two people decided to have some fun with her. Smirking to each other, they crept up to Ginny, who was still watching the other kids set up camp near the lake.
Ginny felt hands creep on her shoulders, and spun around, shrieking and jumping as she did so. Hearing a boy and a girl laugh, she immediately thought that it was Ron and Hermione. "Very funny, guys. I hope you're ha…" Ginny's words died in her mouth, as she saw that it wasn't Ron and Hermione. "You're not Ron and Hermione, are you?"
The girl's eyes were grey, so much so, that it looked something alike to smoke. She had thick, straight, chestnut hair. "No, we're not this 'Ron and Hermione.' sorry for the scare. Couldn't resist." She said while laughing.
"You know where everyone else is? We came kind of late." Said the boy with the narrow yellow eyes and fine, straight, blue hair that had been styled like a porcupine.
"Err, yeah. I'm Ginny." Ginny stuck out her hand, and the boy shook it.
"Shane. This is Brina."
"Hey. They said something about setting up near the lake, over there." Ginny pointed to the mass of half-put up tents that surrounded a fresh fire, which had been made to keep them warm, as well as help with light, as it was getting dark. "Why are you guys here, anyway?"
"Don't you know? He never told you?"
"Who never told us what?"
"The war… you know the one. With the vamps and the mages, and the elementals, and the humans and stuff?"
"What about it?"
"It's coming here, tomorrow. Didn't you know?"
Ginny shook her head. Brina sighed. "You should talk to Venombane then. He'll tell you what you need to know. Come on." As Shane began to walk, Brina grabbed hold of him.
"If you would excuse us for a moment, Ginny." Brina dragged Shane a few metres away from Ginny, and began to whisper to him, though Shane knew he was in trouble. "What do you think you're doing? If Harry didn't tell her or the rest of the school, then he must have a very good reason. And you telling her all about it could fk up his plan. And don't you dare say it might not matter. Harry is the only one out of us here with battle experience, and we WILL follow his lead. Got it!"
Shane was too shocked that she had swore, to argue, and just stood there, nodding his head, wide eyed. "Good. Now, we will have to take her to him, so he can fix your mistake, now." Brina sighed.
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After setting up his tent, and helping with others, all Harry wanted to do was to eat, and sleep. But no such luck, as his tent flap was pushed aside, just as he was going over some things at the desk he had conjured out of a leaf. So, transfiguration WAS useful. Harry didn't have to look up to know who it was. Brina and Shane argued too much. And the sound of the footsteps told him that someone else was there, too. "Yes, Brina? What can I do for you?"
"Hey, chicken! Idiot here told our little secret about the battle tomorrow to Miss Ginny here. What should we do?"
"Well, first, you can stop calling me poultry; and second, you and Shane can leave and set up your tents."
Brina and Shane glanced at each other, and then did a mock bow. "Yes, my mighty master." They said in unison, imitating Igor from 'Frankenstein's monster"
Venombane rolled his eyes. "Go."
Harry sighed and looked at Ginny. She looked like a deer caught in headlights. Stunned and scared shitless. Harry waved the papers away into a desk drawer, and conjured another chair, two plates of sandwiches, a bowl of Turkish delights and two goblets of chilled pumpkin juice. He motioned to Ginny to sit down and eat. "Its dinner in the great hall at the moment. I'm not that great when it comes to food, but I bet it beats what their cooking outside."
Harry watched as Ginny went for the Turkish delights and one of the goblets. Ginny looked up at him, and Harry gave her a look saying 'sandwiches first'. Sighing, Ginny took a chicken and lettuce and put it away in three bites. "So, why are there all these people here?" Ginny asked while taking another sandwich.
"The vampires had decided to get rid of, and conquer the weaker forces first, so they could put more time into the stronger ones without the hassle of fighting the weaker forces as well. They see humans as weakest, so the vampire army is headed towards Hogwarts castle. According to our sources, they will be here about sundown tomorrow. They have chosen Hogwarts, as it is the finest wizarding school in Brittan, and is up the top out of the world, as well. Get rid of Hogwarts, and it is easy pickings from then on. We have to stop this from happening."
"That's why you have been training us. The forbidden forest test. They are coming from there. You want us to help you, which will mean that people will have to go into the forest to keep them at bay. You want kids to help fight a battle against trained warriors. You can't do that."
"Ginny, I can, and I must. Yes, I am doing this, but I do not wish to. 5th, 6th and 7th years have been trained in battle. The rest of the student population has been trained in healing and medicine."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Your headmaster is telling the school the same thing, at this very moment. Fifth year and up will be mainly protection of the castle itself. We will do most of the fighting, if possible."
The tent flap was pushed open once more. "What now!" Harry snapped.
"Well, sorry, Mr. grumpy, but Aubrey and Jason are fighting again." Said Shane.
Harry sighed and stood up. He ran his hand through his hair. "I'll handle it. Walk Ginny back up to the castle. Good night Ginny." Harry made sure not to look in either's eyes as he left.
Ginny stood up, when something caught her attention. It was a simple trunk, in the corner of the tent, near the flap that Shane was standing at. There was nothing that special about the trunk, apart from two letters, Venombane's initials. 'G.B.'
'Oh my god. It's him! He's g.b?'
"Come on; let's get you back to the castle." Ginny nodded absentmindedly, and she and Shane walked back to the entrance of the castle.
"I wish Harry was here. He'd know what to do." Ginny thought allowed.
Sorry that it's so short. Complete writers block on this. I promise next chapter will be longer and that it will have the battle in it.
And also, really sort about the 'fake chapter'. curls up into little ball, to protect head as rocks and computers mice are chucked at me.