A/n: I'll admit...the last chapter was pretty crappy and I'm sorry. I'll try harder this time. Oh and Microsoft Word died on me.

MandyMay: You sweet sweet person! Lol. There's nothing like a new reviewer to inspire me out of a writer's block. THANK YOU!

Chapter 21: "After the WildFire"

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday...

"Sunday Bloody Sunday" U2

Ginny and the rest of the terrified students huddled together on the floor in the large and freezing room. Staring. Staring at the enchanted ceiling which showed where all the fighting was taking place. The ones who were watching the fight were too horrified to make a sound. The students with their eyes closed were the ones crying their hearts out for themselves, their families, newly murdered friends, and the wizards and witches that were still out there...fighting.

Neville tore his eyes off the ceiling to share a look with Ginny. The both of them were going out of their minds with worry...watching Harry narrowly miss being crushed by a pile of rubble, Hermione and Helen almost getting bitten by Crups or Vampires, Professor McGonagall barely getting hit with spells...the dead bodies of the students who weren't able to hide scattered around...

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Hermione opened the classroom door and yanked Harry out of it.

"Hermione!"

"God, I knew not to trust Malfoy to come find you. C'mon. We've got to get you out of here."

"Hermione...don't you see? Put my out where Voldemort can find me and that's where he will be. Put me with the rest of the students and that's where he will go. I can't and won't run away from him and endanger everyone else. I'm the only one who can stop him."

"Dumbledore..."

"He's got enough to worry about."

"Harry! Everyone else is already in danger just by being here!"

"Harry!" Helen ran toward them, followed closely by Draco who didn't look pleased.

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Ginny watched in horror as the Dark Lord, with one hand made a great wind sweep Hermione, Helen, and Draco off their feet and out onto the grounds where ferocious creatures were waiting, while with the other hand he threw Harry into a wall.

Neville noticed the crying stopped. Every eye was on Harry and Voldemort's face off.

No one paid much attention to the ministry officials, Aurors, and Order of the Phoenix members who had just arrived. No one noticed Hermione almost get trampled by a giant if it weren't for Hagrid, Madam Maxime, and Grawp coming from the forest to get rid of the trolls and other giants stomping around...making it hard for Draco and Helen to keep steady on their feet. No one saw the dragons chasing after Charlie, Bill, and Kevin on their brooms.

Hours passed yet it was impossible to tell which side was winning and which was losing. Everything was blurred by moving, burning, and bloody bodies. As time kept passing more and more people reached the school until finally...by nighttime...it seemed as though all the creatures were slain, leaving only the good and bad witches and wizards. Outside lights that had been set up earlier that year was the only reason the fighting continued to go on.

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Helen was on the ground, trying to catch her breath while she still could. This was no time to be taking a rest but she couldn't help it. Two of her ribs were broken, her ankle was twisted, and she had more wounds on her body than she could count...which left her in better shape than even some of the other people out there.

"Morialea" Helen cursed two of the six men against Draco. Struggling to her feet she cursed one more while he took care of the rest before hitting the ground.

"Draco!" Helen cried, crawling to his side. "Oh my God are you...are you okay?" she shook at the sight of his blood matted hair and shredded robes that revealed an amount gashes beyond belief. Draco nodded slightly.

"I don't know how much longer I can hold out..." he rasped.

"We're going to have to try...Carnificare," Helen beheaded the wizard who tried to sneak up behind them. It was getting tougher to breath and keep consciousness. Both Helen and Draco knew that this could be the end for them. No matter how powerful or how much potential the two of them had...Sacred Keeper, Via, or not...they weren't immune to death. It would only be a matter of time before all strength gave out but until then...she wasn't going to make it any easier for her enemies.

"STUPIFY" Helen stood up wearily.

And then it happened...

A chilling cry pierced the night and the most beautiful and comforting light appeared...

Then a single blast that knocked everyone flat on their backs.

When the light finally cleared Helen gasped at what she saw.

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Neville blinked a few times, then a few more. Silence ensued for about five seconds before everyone in the room erupted with screams and cries.

"Vol--You-know...he's...dead," Neville whispered.

A/n: Okay so just one MORE chapter left. I'll try working on it tonight too.