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Chapter Twenty Five
Harry watched as Professor McGonagall whispered her findings to Professor Snape. The greasy haired Professor also swept the crowd with his black eyes, searching for the missing students. Harry knew what was going on in the Professors' minds. All the Aurors, including the Order, were already fighting a terrifying battle. There were students missing and no one available to rescue them.
The crowd of sobbing and trembling students were being ushered back inside Hogwarts. Harry was standing near the end of the crowd with Draco. There was a furious battle going on inside Harry's mind. He didn't want to get involved with Damien and the rest of the Gryffindors, Why should he care if they were missing? They were old enough, they had magical training as well. They could protect themselves. But Harry remembered what Draco had said, about the students not being allowed to bring their wands with them. Harry knew that even if Damien had his wand with him, there wouldn't be anything he could do to protect himself against the Daywalkers.
"Shit" Harry cursed, as he made up his mind. He couldn't let Damien get hurt. For some reason the mere thought of Damien against the Daywalkers was making Harry's stomach flip over with anxiety.
He turned and started making his way back to Hogsmeade when he felt someone grabbing his shoulder. He turned around to look at Draco's angry and worried face.
"Harry! Where the hell do you think you're going?" Draco shouted at him.
Harry calmly shrugged Draco's hand away and continued to walk away from the crowd. Draco followed him and grabbed his best friend again.
"Harry! Don't be stupid! You can't fight them, you know that. Leave the rescuing to the Aurors. Look out for your own neck."
Harry smiled as he shook his hand out of Draco's grasp.
"Don't understand it myself Draco, but this is just something I have to do."
Draco watched as Harry snuck his way through the crowd and disappeared into Hogsmeade.
'I knew his saving people thing was going to get him killed one day!' the blond haired Slytherin thought to himself. Draco turned and hurried towards Snape. Draco knew that Snape would help Harry, for one reason or another.
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It was fairly easy for Harry to sneak back to Hogsmeade. There was still a fierce battle happening and it looked like the Daywalkers were winning. There were many bodies of fallen Aurors, scattered around. Harry kept to the shadows and sneaked back to The Three Broomsticks. Harry stood in front of the still burning and completely destroyed pub. Harry looked at the smashed windows and the black smoke engulfing the air around the small building. Many buildings were still burning, as with magical fire, it was impossible for it to be extinguished for several hours.
Harry pulled out his wand and hoped that it was capable of performing the spell he needed at this time. Harry held the wand in his hand and muttered "Point Me" as he brought an image of Damien in his mind. His wand started to spin around until it ended up pointing in the north east direction. Harry looked at the direction and set off quickly, trying to keep himself away from the battle.
As he rushed past a group of men fighting, Harry noticed two familiar faces. It was Moody and Sirius. They were duelling with three Daywalkers and still hadn't figured out that spells were useless against these Daywalkers. Harry sighed at the sight. 'Honestly, they don't have a clue about how to even fight half breeds and they think they stand a chance at fighting against father!'
Harry rushed past them and continued, ducking and diving, to save himself from the spells being deflected around him. Harry saw the building that his wand was pointing at.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Harry muttered as he stood facing the broken down building. Harry was standing in front of the Shrieking Shack.
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Hermione knew that #harrycoming here with Ron and Damien was a bad idea. So what if the Shrieking Shack was rumoured to be haunted? Who really cares? There were plenty of ghosts and ghouls around in Hogwarts if the boys wanted to see any. Why did they have to come here? But since Hermione and Ginny didn't want to wander around by themselves they had been talked into coming along with the two boys. Also, Damien said that according to his marauders map, there was a passageway from the Shack leading straight to Hogwarts grounds, so if anything happened, they would be able to run to Hogwarts, in a matter of minutes.
Fred and George had gone their separate ways as soon as they had left the Three Broomsticks. No one knew where the four of them were, and that thought unsettled Hermione.
"Can we go back now?" she whined as the four of them went deeper into the Shack.
"Hermione! If you say that one more time, I'm going to throw you out." Ron told her, but only jokingly.
Hermione scowled at him and continued to walk deeper inside the broken and unsteady building. A noise behind her made Hermione spin around.
"What was that?" she whispered.
"What?" Ginny asked.
"You didn't hear that?" Hermione asked the others. When all three shook their heads at her, she decided that maybe she was letting her imagination get to her. She followed quietly, but was straining her ears to pick up any noise at all.
"Is it still bleeding?" Damien asked Ron as he examined his hand, for the sixth time that day.
"Yeah, I can't believe that jar bit me!" Ron complained.
"Well Ron, when something says DO NOT TOUCH, you really shouldn't dip your entire hand in it." Ginny reprimanded him.
"Shut up, it's not even that sore, and it only bled a little bit." Ron shouted back, but his ears had turned a little pink.
That was another reason Hermione had tried to get everyone to go back, since Ron's little accident in the joke shop was causing his hand to bleed. But the Gryffindor had decided to show that he was brave and he wasn't going to need medical attention for a little cut.
This time there was definitely a loud banging noise and the four teens stopped in their tracks. It didn't sound like a ghost or a ghoul though. It sounded like heavy footsteps and there was more than one pair. The four teens just stood dumbly in the middle of the hallway, listening to the approaching footsteps. Finally Damien seemed to snap out of it and dragged the three teens into the nearest room. They crowded around the door and listened to the sound getting nearer.
"Is he still here?" a deep voice asked.
"Yes, I can still smell him, he is young. Find him quickly." another voice answered and the footsteps became louder.
Damien and the two girls looked at Ron. Was it possible these men were talking about Ron? They could smell him. Was that the smell of blood? That meant that these men were… 'Oh Merlin' thought Hermione. She mouthed the word 'Vampires' at the other three teens. All of them had terrified expressions on their faces.
Damien slowly crept away from the door and pulled out the map, they needed to get out of here, fast! He pulled open the map and whispered the password to activate the map,
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
At once the parchment began to form lines, but before Damien got a chance to examine the map, the door flew open and the four teens were facing four, very fear-provoking men dressed in black robes and smiling in a very sickening way at them, their fangs glistening at them.
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Harry crept into in the old house. 'Why would Damien decide to come here of all places?' Harry thought to himself. He mentally made a note to give Damien a good thrashing. Maybe then he would use his brain once in a while.
Harry hurried along the house, still following his wand. The Shack was very old and very big. Harry had heard all the rumours regarding it but Harry couldn't be bothered with the fact that it may be haunted. When Harry got angry, he was more terrifying than most things. Harry made his way up the stairs and crept along the dark passageways. He hoped he wasn't too late. If Damien was killed, Harry didn't know what he would do.
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"Who are you?" asked a very foolish Ron. He was obviously thinking that there was no way they could be Vampires as it was the middle of the day.
The red haired boy was in a situation where he felt he was the only one responsible for those around him. He was the eldest and Hermione was a girl, who was very capable of defending herself, but only when there was a wand in her hand. Ron knew that he was the one responsible for bringing the three teens here. He wanted to go to the Shack since all his brothers had boasted that they all had all been to the Shrieking Shack at some point, during their stay at Hogwarts. Ron had convinced the other three teens to join him and now they were in the middle of an abandoned building, surrounded by vicious looking men, with no-one to hear them scream.
The man standing at the front of the others looked at Ron. His piercing blue eyes travelled to Ron's bleeding hand and he ran his horrible tongue lightly over his lips. The sight caused a shudder to run down Ron's back.
"He is the one." the man said, completely ignoring Ron's question.
"He is the one we have been following, and look, he has got many others to accompany him too. How…thoughtful."
At this the four men started laughing and the sound terrified the teens. Damien was rooted to the spot in fear. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the face of the Vampire. The map held in his hand was long forgotten.
"What do you mean?" Ron asked again.
"I mean that the smell of your blood has brought us here to you, and you were thoughtful enough to have brought more, young, refreshing blood waiting for us."
At Ron's horrified look the Vampire continued talking and moved gracefully into the room.
"Yes, that's right. I am a Vampire. We had come to Hogsmeade today in search for young blood as it is so much more satisfying than the adult blood we have to survive on. Especially young wizard or witch blood. But we were not able to get any, since those cowards rushed all our tasty treats back to that joke of a school you have. But then I sensed your blood when we were close to this building and I knew that I had to get to you. Now, after so long, we will get what is rightfully ours. You worthless humans are here only for our consumption." The Vampire had now entered the room and the three behind him, had completely blocked the door.
Damien shared a look with Ginny as the extremely pale girl locked her brown eyes with Damien. Ginny pointed, discreetly to the ruined and almost collapsed wall behind her and Damien understood in an instant.
It was just in time as well, as at that moment the Vampire made a sudden leap at Ron. Ron, who was miraculously ready, jumped out of the way and at that moment Damien grabbed him as Ginny grabbed Hermione and the four teens flung themselves at the weakened wall. The impact of the four bodies slamming into the wall caused the wall to crumble and the four Gryffindors found themselves lying in the rubble of the collapsed wall. There was no time for any of them to complain about their injuries, as they got to their feet and ran out of the room. The four Daywalkers, stunned at what had just happened, ran after them, knowing all the while that there was nowhere for them to run.
Damien, Ginny, Ron and Hermione ran desperately out of the room and down the stairs to go outside. However they saw at once, that the side of the building that they had come out onto had a collapsed wall. It was completely blocking their way. They had to go back the way they had come if they wanted to escape. Damien quickly glanced at the map, which was still in his hand. He saw the passageway leading to Hogwarts grounds was located near the top of the building.
Damien quickly showed Ron and Hermione the map and they took off towards it with all the speed they could manage. If Damien had looked closely at the map he would have seen the small dot labelled Harry Potter coming steadily towards them.
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The four teens managed to get to the third floor where there was a portrait of a large tree with billowing branches and green leaves flying everywhere. This was the portrait that they had to open to reveal the passageway to get back to Hogwarts.
The problem was that Damien didn't know what the password was to open the portrait. He had never thought about that. As the four breathless teens stood in front of the portrait they looked at each other in horror. What the hell do they do now? They heard the four sets of footsteps coming towards them.
"Uh! Open up!...Uh, Open now! Open this instant!"
"Ron shut up! Have you ever seen anything that has an 'Open up' password?" Ginny screamed at him.
"Well that's the point isn't it? Maybe no one had thought about keeping the password 'open up' so it's worth a try!"
Damien didn't have the energy or the patience to scream Ron at this point. Just then the four Daywalkers turned the corner and almost lazily made their way towards the four Gryffindors.
The teens had no choice, they couldn't run downstairs as the way was now blocked by the approaching Vampires and they couldn't open the portrait so they only had one choice, to run towards the roof. Even as they all took off at an amazing speed, the four teens knew they were being foolish. Once they got to the roof, there would be no where left to escape to. But as their young minds had never had to deal with such a situation before they didn't know how else to handle this situation. Even though Hermione and Ginny had once before made the same mistake, they couldn't think clearly enough not to repeat the same mistake again.
As the door slammed open to the roof, the four teens stumbled through and ran to the edge of the roof. They looked down and realised that they were at least four storeys high.
"Maybe we should just jump. I mean it's not that much of a fall!" Ron said as he peered over the edge.
"Oh! Of course, that's what we should do! We won't kill ourselves, probably just break our necks! Or better still, we break our legs and wait for the Vampires to come and drink us dry!" Hermione snapped at him.
Ron looked on the verge of arguing with her when Damien finally stepped in.
"Guys really! At a time like this all you can think about is fighting!"
The two sixteen year old teens looked at each and flushed with embarrassment.
"What now?" Ron asked.
"Now you die." came a reply from behind them.
The four teens reluctantly turned around to look at the four Daywalkers standing in front of them. The four teens knew that this was the end. They had no wands and nowhere left to run. They moved away to the other side of the roof so that they were as far away as possible from the Daywalkers.
"Bring the youngest one first, we will all enjoy him the most." said the leader of the four.
Damien paled and tried not to lose the food he had eaten that morning. Ron and Hermione, and even Ginny, stood in front of Damien, shielding the youngest boy from the grasps of the Vampires. The Daywalkers laughed at their attempt to protect Damien.
Suddenly three Daywalkers came towards the group. One of them grabbed Ron and pulled him away from Damien. The other Vampire grabbed Hermione and Ginny and pulled them away as well. They all cried out in terror and tried to fight futilely to save themselves and Damien.
Damien kicked out with all the strength he had as the third Daywalker dragged him towards the leader. Damien was kicking and punching the Daywalker but his strength was nothing against a normal wizard, let alone a Daywalker.
The third Daywalker threw Damien at the feet of their leader. Damien quickly got to his feet and took a few steps away from the leader. His legs were shaking and he was sweating out of fear and exhaustion.
The leader of the Daywalkers smirked as he took in the nervous state of the boy standing before him.
"I'll enjoy this, I can already tell." he whispered, more to himself than to anyone else. Ron, Hermione and Ginny all struggled against their hold, but could do nothing except watch, as the Vampire made a leap towards Damien.
Damien cried out and covered his face with his arms as he saw the Vampire leap at him but just before Damien covered his face he saw a blur slamming into the side of the Vampire, causing him to be thrown away from Damien.
Damien and the other three teens, and Daywalkers, looked at the leader Daywalker. They all saw the enraged Daywalker sit up on all fours like a wounded animal, ready to attack. That was when all of them looked at what it was that had stopped the Vampire from ripping into Damien.
Harry sat on all fours, much like the Vampire and gave a very animalistic growl at the Daywalker in front of him. Damien couldn't believe his eyes. His breath hitched in his throat as he saw his older brother slowly rise to his feet and stand in a fighting posture. Harry had saved Damien from the Vampire, Harry was here to protect Damien. The thirteen year old stood still, frozen with shock and relief.
Harry had fury written all over his face and his emerald eyes were shinning with rage. He stood, ready to lash out if the Daywalker made any moves. He had seen the other three Gryffindors being held by more Daywalkers but Harry didn't care about them. All he could think about was saving Damien, why he felt like this? Even Harry didn't know.
"Well, well, what do we have here? This just gets better and better." the leader Daywalker said as he stood up and took in Harry's appearance. To the Daywalker, Harry was nothing more than an extra meal.
Harry kept his emerald green eyes focused on the Daywalker. He knew how fast these animals could move. He was not going to look away from him. Harry also knew that the Daywalkers around him wouldn't do anything unless their leader instructed them. That was one of the differences between Daywalkers and normal Vampires.
The leader Daywalker moved slowly towards Harry and asked him in a threatening voice.
"I take it that you have a death wish. That is why you want me to kill you first, before the boy, Right?"
Harry laughed back, causing Damien and the other Gryffindors to look at him as if were crazy. 'What part of that was funny?' thought Damien.
"The only ones here with a death wish are the four of you!" Harry replied and Damien shuddered at the tone in which Harry was speaking. Damien had never heard Harry speak like that before. 'This must be his warrior voice' thought Damien. His dad, James, had told him that some people had different personalities when in combat. It was the only way people could differentiate between the many roles in their lives. This was called their 'warrior personality'.
Harry watched as his words took effect and the leader Daywalker gave Harry a terrifying glare.
"Is that so? Well, we'll have to put that to the test then."
With that said the leader Daywalker suddenly darted towards Harry, his pale hands reaching out towards Harry's throat. Harry was ready for this and in one fluid motion Harry stepped out of the way and slammed his fist into the Daywalker's gut, causing the Daywalker to double over in agony. Although Vampires are termed as the living dead, they can still feel pain. A physical attack won't cause them much damage but it will make them feel pain, so it slows them down in combat. At the sight of their leader in agony, the three Daywalkers let the teens go and made their way towards Harry. Ron, Hermione and Ginny quickly ran over to Damien and pulled him away from the middle of the roof. The four teens huddled together near the edge of the roof.
The leader Daywalker shouted out to his followers.
"No! Stay away. He is mine!" he stood to his full height and beckoned Harry to come forward. The other three Daywalkers stood still but were watching Harry closely.
Harry only smirked and beckoned towards the leader Daywalker.
"You want me, you come and get me!" Harry told the enraged Daywalker.
The leader Daywalker suddenly lunged himself at Harry and tried to punch him in the stomach. Harry caught the Daywalker's hand and pulled it away from him before punching the Daywalker in the face. Harry pushed the Daywalker's hand away and rammed his head in to the Daywalker's face before slamming his foot in the Daywalker's stomach.
Damien and Ron were watching the fight with awed expressions while the two girls looked terrified.
Suddenly the leader Daywalker gave the signal and all four Daywalkers attacked Harry at once. Harry was ready. With amazing speed and accuracy Harry fought back. He grabbed the fist that came towards his face with one hand and leaned his weight against it, as he threw a kick at another approaching Daywalker, he then pulled at his hand so that the first Daywalker was pulled inadvertently in front of Harry just as the third Daywalker threw a punch at him. The Daywalker was hit in the face and he instantly collapsed onto the ground. Harry then ducked as the third Daywalker tried to hit Harry instead of one of his own men and Harry used his foot to trip up the third Daywalker before slamming his foot against the fallen Daywalkers's stomach. Harry got to his feet and dodged another fist before slamming his hand against the fourth Daywalker's nose.
Ron and Damien were close to cheering out loud as they watched Harry bring four powerful Daywalkers to the ground.
"Shouldn't we help him?" asked Ginny in a small voice.
"I don't think he needs any help." Ron replied while watching Harry deliver another fantastic kick
But even as they watched they could see the Vampires back on their feet again and attacking Harry. However good a fighter Harry was, he wouldn't be able to keep this up for much longer. Damien pulled out the map and tried to figure out what to do. They could run through Hogsmeade but that would take them ages to get back to Hogwarts and there was the possibility that they could run into more Vampires. Damien knew that their best chance was to try and figure out a way to open the passageway on the third floor.
Just as Damien put the map away, into his jean pocket, he caught Harry's eye.
"What the hell are you doing? Get out of here!" Harry yelled at the four teens.
However, Damien and the others couldn't pull themselves away from the fight that was happening in front of him.
Harry had now had enough. He had been longing for a good duel and beating these Daywalkers was more than satisfying. He decided that it was time to end this fight and go back to Hogwarts. Harry rolled out of the way as a Daywalker made another unsuccessful attempt at attacking him. Harry stood up and pulled out of his wand. The four Daywalkers eyed the wand and laughed at him.
"You foolish boy, your magic cannot harm us, we are more powerful than that!" one of the Daywalkers told him with pride.
Damien watched with a heavy heart. He knew, as did the other three Gryffindors, that Harry's wand was not capable of doing much at all. What was Harry thinking?
Harry however smiled back at the Daywalkers and replied.
"You call yourself powerful? You are nothing more than filthy half breeds that have been experimented with. You can't match the power of a wizard, no matter how many times you evolve."
Before the Daywalkers could attack, Harry ran his hand over the wand and the black wooden, useless wand transformed into a long, gleaming silver sword.
Damien heard many gasps around him. Hermione was watching with her mouth hanging open in a very unladylike way. Ron and Ginny were opening and closing their mouths, unable to utter any compliment that was worthy of the magic they just witnessed. But the best reaction was from the four Daywalkers. Damien watched as they all took a step back in fear and looked at Harry, fully understanding that he was not a normal wizard child.
Harry smirked at their fearful reactions and held up the sword, letting the sunlight reflect off its shiny sharp edge. As the four teens watched, Harry swung the sword and aimed for the Daywalker nearest to him. Harry only scratched the surface of the Daywalker's neck, but it was enough to get a reaction from them. The Daywalkers ran at Harry and pulled out their own weapons. Harry saw one pull out a whip like weapon while the others pulled out various items such as daggers and knives. The leader stepped up in front of Harry and pulled out a sword as well. He looked at Harry with hate evident in his face as he locked his blue eyes with Harry's emerald ones.
"You boy, are going to pay for that insult!" he spat at Harry.
Harry shrugged his shoulders and replied back calmly.
"I haven't even insulted you yet. But the truth can hurt. Don't worry though, my actions can hurt just as much as my words." with that said both Harry and the Daywalker made a leap at each other.
The two swords clashed together and Damien closed his eyes as he saw the Daywalker's sword slash at Harry. Harry stepped away and saw the small cut in his hoodie. Harry smiled back at the Daywalker. He had only cut the clothes. The blade hadn't even touched Harry's skin.
"Thanks, I hated this top anyway." Harry teased as he swung the sword and caused a huge cut on the Daywalker's arm. The Daywalker howled in pain and let go of his sword.
Instantly the three Daywalkers came towards Harry and started fighting. The Daywalker with the whip like weapon took the first strike and caught Harry around the wrist. Damien watched in horror as Harry doubled over with pain and with his sword still in his hand, Harry clutched at his chest.
"Oh Merlin! What's happening to him?" Ron asked in a terrified voice.
"I don't know!" Damien replied, equally terrified.
They saw Harry bring up the sword as another Daywalker tried to attack Harry with a knife. Harry shook the whip away from his wrist and stood up. Even at a distance, Damien could tell that Harry was breathing heavily and appeared to be in a lot of pain.
Harry cursed Moody under his breath. The whip had caught the Bartra bracelet and Harry had nearly screamed out in agonising pain. He stood back up after releasing himself from the whip and tried to steady his breathing.
Harry looked at the Daywalker holding the knife. Harry took aim and as soon as the Daywalker came at him, Harry swung around with the sword and dodged the knife easily before swinging the sword at the Daywalker's head. Ginny and Hermione both let out a scream as they saw the Vampire's head come clean off his body. For an instant the headless body stood still before turning to dust. The head that had hit the ground also turned to dust.
Harry didn't have time to see why the girls had screamed. He was too busy dealing with another attack. The Daywalker with the whip came back at Harry and this time caught Harry around the neck. Harry struggled, trying to free himself with one hand when the Daywalker mercilessly pulled on the whip, causing Harry to be pulled towards the Daywalker. Harry fell to his knees and felt the whip come away from his neck. Harry felt the searing pain as the whip connected with Harry's back. Harry hissed in pain and brought up his hands to protect himself. He had dropped the sword when he had fallen to the ground. Harry felt the whip come down onto his shoulder and he bit back another cry. Harry grabbed the whip at the third strike and pulled at it. The Daywalker came toppling over and Harry slammed his head into the Daywalker's face, causing the whip to fall from the Daywalker's grip. Harry struggled to his feet. Exhaustion was beginning to engulf him.
Harry swung the whip around the Daywalker's neck and pulled at a different angle, causing the whip to pull against the Daywalker's neck. In one fluid motion, Harry pulled the whip towards him and the whip cut through the Daywalker's neck. The head slid away from the neck and turned to dust before it hit the ground. Harry threw the whip to the ground and went to pick up his sword.
Before Harry could get to it though, he felt something slam against his head. Harry fell to his knees and grabbed his head. One of the Daywalkers used the handle of his dagger to hit Harry in the back of his head. Harry's vision blurred and he desperately tried to get to his feet. However something had grabbed Harry's arm and had thrown him viciously to the ground, so that Harry was lying on his back. Harry blinked away the spots blinding him and saw the two remaining Daywalkers standing over him.
Before Harry could get up, one of the Daywalkers had pinned Harry down with his foot. Harry tried desperately to free himself, but the force of the foot on his chest had rendered Harry helpless. Harry brought up his hand and tried to wandlessly blast the Daywalkers away but the spell didn't seem to work on them. Harry realised that they must have developed some sort of immunity towards common spells. The leader Daywalker stooped over Harry and grabbed him by his hair. Harry winced but didn't let out any sounds of pain.
"Game over, boy!" hissed the Daywalker in Harry's ear before baring his fangs and ripping into Harry's shoulder.
Harry let out an agonising scream as he felt the Daywalker's fangs sink into his shoulder. Harry tried to free himself, but was unable to move as the other Daywalker was holding Harry in place with his foot, all the while laughing at him.
Harry never heard the scream that accompanied his own, as his younger brother dashed forward to help. Damien hadn't realised what had happened until it was too late. He saw the Vampire standing over Harry and was trying to get out of Ron and Hermione's grip, trying to tell them that Harry needed help now. The grip on Damien had loosened when they all heard Harry's piercing scream. Ginny and Damien both let out a cry and moved to help Harry along with the other two Gryffindors. None of them knew exactly how to help but found that they couldn't just stand back and watch Harry being killed.
Ron and Hermione grabbed at the Daywalker that was keeping Harry pinned to the ground. Damien flung himself at the Daywalker that was biting into Harry. Ron and Hermione managed to somehow pull the Daywalker away, thus freeing Harry. Damien and Ginny both started pounding their fists into the Daywalker's back and head, trying to get him to release Harry. Ginny picked up a rock that was lying near her and swung it hard at the Daywalker's head. The Daywalker let go of Harry and howled at the pain. He grabbed Ginny and threw her across the roof. Ginny slammed against the ground and lay still.
Harry felt the fangs pull out of him and instantly put his hand over his wound. He looked down and saw the blood, staining the ground and his clothes. Harry sat up at once and was forced to stop moving by the wave of dizziness that washed over him. 'Must be the blood loss' his befuddled mind told him.
When Harry managed to observe his surroundings again he saw Ginny being thrown across the roof. Harry saw the Daywalker grab Damien around the neck and was pulling him off the ground. Damien tried to free himself put was unable to do anything except thrash around as his oxygen supply was being cut off.
Harry was instantly on his feet again. He ignored the throbbing pain in his head and shoulder as he picked up the sword again. The Daywalker was speaking to Damien in a low voice. Harry approached him from behind, but couldn't attack him. It was another one of Harry's battle rules. Never attack an opponent from behind, no matter how revolting they were.
"Let him go!" Harry yelled. The Daywalker let go of Damien with a smirk in Harry's direction. The thirteen year old fell to the ground gasping for air.
The Daywalker looked at Harry and continued to smile at him.
"You really are something special, aren't you? Anyone else would not have been able to get back up after such an attack. I think I will reconsider my decision to kill you. You will be a good addition to my…family." he smirked at Harry as the raven haired boy held up the sword.
"Sorry, but I already have two families fighting over me. I really don't need a third."
Harry swung his sword around and stabbed the Daywalker through the heart. The Daywalker stumbled back but remained standing. He looked at the sword sticking out of his chest. The Daywalker made no attempt to pull the sword out of his chest. He looked at Harry with a bored expression on his face.
"Come now, I thought you knew better than that! Stabbing me through the heart with a sword isn't going to kill me." the Daywalker informed Harry.
Harry smiled back and replied.
"I know, but this might do the trick."
Harry clicked his fingers and the sword changed back into Harry's wooden wand. The Daywalker's blue eyes widened as he realised what had happened. The sword that was piercing his heart was now replaced with a piece of wood, embedded in his heart. With a last look at Harry, the leader of the Daywalkers exploded into a cloud of dust.
Harry turned his attention towards the last Daywalker. He was standing near the edge of the roof with his hands around Ron's neck. But he had been watching Harry and his leader fighting. He now realised that he was left alone. Harry cocked up his eyebrow at the lone Daywalker. The Daywalker instantly let go of Ron and turned his fearful eyes on Harry.
Harry had taken one step towards the remaining Daywalker, when the Vampire turned and jumped off the roof. Ron and Damien peered over the edge of the roof and saw the Vampire land very ungracefully on his feet. The Daywalker was already racing away by the time Harry came over and looked in his direction. Harry shrugged and turned around to face the four teenagers. Ginny had been woken up by Hermione and was now standing near Ron and Damien.
Harry looked at them a little uncomfortably.
"We should get going." he said at last and without waiting for a response Harry headed towards the door.
Before Harry could reach the door though, Damien had thrown himself around Harry. The emerald eyed teen looked shocked at Damien's reaction and tried to pull him away but the thirteen year old wouldn't let go of him.
"Oh Merlin, Harry! I'm so sorry for shouting at you. I shouldn't have said all those nasty things I said and I should have made up with you, when Ginny told me to, but I was just so mad at you. Harry, I'm so, so sorry! Please Harry don't be mad at me! Please!" Damien was nearly in tears as he said all this into Harry's chest.
Harry finally managed to pull Damien away and saw the small tears glistening in Damien's hazel eyes.
"I'm not mad at you." Harry almost whispered to Damien.
Damien looked at Harry and saw that he was telling the truth. Harry didn't know why he said that to Damien. It would have been more fun to say that he was mad at him and that he was never going to forgive him. But for some reason Harry found that he just wanted to be truthful with Damien, after all, the boy did help Harry when that foul creature had bitten him.
Harry gave Damien a weak smile and then turned to face the door.
"Harry, wait, your wand." Damien said as he picked up the dusty wand and handed it back to Harry. Harry took it and gave it a weird look.
"Never thought this thing could be so useful." he muttered causing Damien to smile at him.
Suddenly Damien's smile faltered as he took in the blood on Harry's clothes. His hazel eyes travelled up to the wound on Harry's shoulder.
"Harry! You're really hurt. We should go up to the castle quickly." Damien said as he examined the extent of Harry's injuries.
"Really? You think!" Harry said but he only half meant it. He had been trying to go back to the castle for the last five minutes now and it was Damien that was holding him back. Damien gave Harry an apologetic look and started to walk with him towards the door.
Damien had Harry's blood all over him. 'How did that happen?' Damien thought to himself. Then he remembered, when the Daywalker had let go of Damien, he had inadvertently dropped him in the pool of blood that had come from Harry's bite wound. The other three teens were still standing near the edge of the roof, wanting to give the two brothers some privacy to talk.
Suddenly the door slammed open and Moody came rushing inside followed by four Aurors. Moody took one look at the wand in Harry's hand, the blood on Damien's clothes and the severely injured looking three teens standing, huddled towards the edge of the roof and Moody jumped to the wrong conclusion.
Moody attacked without thinking and threw an 'expelleramus' spell at Harry, causing the wand to come flying out of Harry's hand and in the process, throwing Harry back violently to the ground. Harry hissed in pain as the burning welt on his back, caused by the whip, erupted with pain when he slammed onto the ground.
Before Damien could do anything he was grabbed by one of the Aurors and dragged to the other side of the roof. Three Aurors were running towards the confused looking teens at the edge of the roof. The Aurors grabbed the teens and pulled them over to where Damien was being restrained by an Auror. The four teens were completely confused by the Aurors reactions. Couldn't they see that Harry was the one that was severely injured? Why were they hurting him? Before any of the four teens could ask any questions they saw Moody approach Harry.
Harry tried to get back up but was violently kicked in the ribs and was forced to fall to the ground again. Damien cried out at this and struggled against the Auror holding him, who was running his wand over Damien, trying to see where the wound was that was causing so much blood loss.
"Stop it! Stop hurting him! He didn't do anything. Stop it!"
Damien's cries were joined in by the other three teens as they tried desperately to get away from the Aurors and tried to explain that Harry was innocent. The Aurors didn't pay any attention to their cries and continued to examine them for any serious injuries.
Damien saw Moody point his wand at Harry's left wrist and mutter a spell At once Harry cried out in pain and clutched at his chest, exactly like he had when that whip had connected with Harry's wrist. Damien couldn't understand why Harry was reacting like that. What was Moody doing that was causing Harry so much pain? Damien tried to bite the hand that was holding him but the Auror just moved his hand away and gripped Damien's arms tightly.
The truth was that all of the Aurors, accompanying Moody right now, were of the same opinion about Harry as Moody was. They were frustrated about the fact that Harry had hurt plenty of people and had not been punished for that. The Aurors thought that the four teens must be afraid of Harry and didn't want to get into more trouble with him which is why they were trying to claim that he was innocent and that the Vampires had been the ones who attacked them. As if they could survive a Vampire attack! Other than Harry, no one else had a wand. Even the idea of the Dark Prince actually saving someone innocent was laughable. So they all ignored the desperate cries and pleas of the four anguished teens and let Moody teach that brat a little lesson.
Moody kicked the injured teen repeatedly in the ribs as he held the curse in place. Harry was finding it difficult to breathe as he tried to protect himself from the vicious attack. The pain in his chest was making Harry unable to think clearly, let alone do anything to protect himself. Moody finally lifted the curse and glared hatefully at Harry as he shouted at him.
"You think you can get away with hurting Hogwarts students, eh? I'll show you!"
Moody made to kick Harry again but Harry brought up his right hand and made a sweeping gesture with it. Moody flew back and slammed into the wall. He collapsed onto the ground.
Harry tried to get to his feet but the pain in his chest, shoulder and head was beginning to pull Harry into the realms of unconsciousness. Harry fell back onto the hard ground and tried to fight the unconsciousness that was slowly engulfing him. Suddenly Harry was flipped over so that he was on his stomach and Harry felt his arms being grabbed and pulled harshly behind his back. Harry gasped at the pain that shot through his shoulder, due to the brutal force that was used to tie his arms behind him. Harry felt himself being dragged to his feet by his injured arm. Harry couldn't hold back his cries of pain anymore and cried out as Moody roughly hauled him to his feet.
Damien was now thrashing wildly in his captive's arms.
"Let him go! You're hurting him! Let Harry go, Stop it!" but his words were having no effect on the Auror.
"You're coming with me, boy!" Moody shouted at Harry before dragging him through the doors and down the stairs.
The four Aurors followed Moody, dragging the screaming teens with them. At the top of the stairs Harry began to regain some consciousness and tried to get out of Moody's grip. However the sudden movement from Harry made Moody let go of him unexpectedly, while they were in the middle of going down the steps. Moody and Harry, both lost their footing and Moody grabbed onto the banister to keep himself from falling. Since Harry had his hands tied behind him, he couldn't do anything to save himself and went tumbling down the concrete stairs. Harry felt his arm snap as it made impact with the hard stairs. Harry's injured body slammed against the ground after the last step. He couldn't move. He lay on the ground, gasping desperately, trying to fill his lungs with air again. Harry could feel the trickle of blood run down his temple and the side of his face. He opened his eyes and tried to get them to focus on what was happening. He could hear screaming and words being said, but he couldn't make sense of anything.
Ginny and Damien both had managed to get out of their captives grips, and had ran down the stairs screaming out Harry's name. Damien came and knelt down beside Harry, tears streaming down his face as he looked at his semi conscious brother.
"Harry! Harry! Are you okay? Oh my God! Are you okay?" Damien cried out as he pushed Harry's bangs away from his face. When he pulled his hand away, Damien saw it soaked with blood. Damien turned around to face Moody angrily, who was standing at the stairs looking down at Harry's motionless body.
"Look what you've done! You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!" Damien was about to get up and attack Moody when Ginny grabbed at him.
"Damy! No, we have to help Harry!" Ginny was crying as well as she saw how laboured Harry's breathing had become.
Moody snapped out of his daze and walked down the stairs. He made to grab Damien, to pull him away and see how injured Harry was when something slammed into him, knocking Moody away from Damien and Harry.
Damien swung around to see his dad, James, holding Moody by the front of his robes and pinning him to the wall. The fury that was on James' face was of such intensity that Damien was sure his dad was going to murder Moody. James slammed his fist into Moody's gut before repeatedly slamming his fist into Moody's disfigured face.
"If you ever lay your hands on my son again Alastor Moody, I promise you! You won't even live to regret it!" James slammed his fist into Moody's face one last time and Moody instantly collapsed onto the ground, holding his bleeding nose in agony.
"Let them go!" James barked at the Aurors holding Ron and Hermione. The two Aurors obeyed and Ron and Hermione came belting down the stairs.
Damien noticed that Harry was being lifted up by someone. Damien turned around to see Sirius holding Harry in his arms. Damien looked at his Uncle Siri's face and saw the look of hurt and pain as he looked down at Harry who was now unconscious. Harry's arms had been untied and that was when Damien noticed the red beam of light around Harry's wrist. Damien didn't understand what that was but knew that it was responsible for the pain that Harry had felt earlier. James came over hurriedly and took the bloodied body of his eldest son from Sirius. James glanced at Damien and saw that his youngest son was not harmed. James took off towards the third floor to go through the secret passageway and get to Hogwarts Infirmary as soon as possible. The rest followed quietly, not knowing what to say.
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