Thank you all for the reviews! Over 100 again! Thank you! In reply to alwayswright, Warwick and Fenrir were once wizards, until the events came along and yeah, it's kinda explained in this chapter

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"Fenrir"

"Hello, brother"

Fenrir lowered his eyes to Warwick's chest and smiled

"About time you showed off those scars of yours"

Warwick growled under his breath. Although the outfit he was wearing was mainly for flexibility, it did show off the large, diagonal scars on his chest

"A gift from me to you, as a sign of our bloodlines," smiled Fenrir

"Despite that, we are no longer brothers, not after what you did"

Fenrir's smile slackened, before widening again

"Well, Mother and Father were asking for it. They no longer declared me as their son after that fateful night"

"There was no need to take it out on me, though"

"True. But I felt obliged to carry out my revenge"

"I had nothing to do with it, Fenrir. You should have left me alone"

"If I did, would you be here right now, standing before the army of the Death Eaters with defiance in your eyes? Would you be here fighting for good if I left you alone?"

"What does it matter now? If I didn't become a vampire, I would have been like you"

"But Rubella stopped that, didn't she?" said Fenrir, flicking his eyes onto her, "And she could have killed you then by attempting to save you from my attack. But I shall correct my mistake tonight. Tonight, you will join Mother and Father in the graveyard"

Fenrir suddenly found a knife blade pressed against his throat

"Not if I have anything to say about that," growled Warwick

Fenrir continued to smile

"We'll see, brother, we'll see"

Fenrir stepped back from the knife, as a small trickle of blood ran down his throat

"Damn, you nicked me. Definitely gonna have to kill you for that"

Fenrir turned away and headed back to the werewolves, as Warwick drew his other knife, while Rubella and Raphael drew their swords

"Before we begin this final battle," said Fenrir, "Let's put on a show. Boys!"

Warwick looked up and saw the clouds had parted, shining the moonlight onto the two armies. Everyone watched as the werewolves all begin to change and mutate, until they became wolf-like creatures. Warwick instantly recognised Fenrir: he was the largest of the pack and there was also a scar on his right collarbone that gave him away. Something Warwick had given him in their last meeting sixty years ago

The werewolves all began howling, as the rest of the vampires drew their weapons. Warwick held up his right arm and the centaurs began notching the arrows onto their bows. The Dementors began moving forward first, sucking in air and turning the air around them cold. Warwick lowered his arm

The Dementors began shrieking when the Patronus arrows pierced their ghostly body. They flew up into the air and moved towards the back of the army. The giants were carrying huge boulders and were now throwing them towards the castle

"Charge!" ordered Warwick

The vampires began their charge, as the boulders took out several vampires, while Hogwarts was struck with the rest of the boulders. The werewolves gave one final howl, before charging to meet their foes. The rest of the army followed after them, as the centaurs continued shooting their hail of arrows

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Lucius lead the Death Eaters through the Entrance Hall, before entering the Great Hall, only to be greeted by a small surprise

The tables of the four houses had disappeared, along with the teachers' table, except for one large chair. It was the Headmaster's chair and there was one person sitting on it: Draco. And he was also the only person of the Order in the room

"Hello, 'father'," greeted Draco

"Didn't I teach you manners?" asked Lucius

"No," came the quick reply

"Well, it looks like I have to teach you again"

Draco rested his head on his left hand and shrugged

"You could try"

"No, Draco, I will and I will win this war and I will end it all"

"If you say so," Draco said in a bored voice

Draco's lazy demeanour was starting to irritate Lucius, but he maintained his composure and smirked

"Draco, I have a present for you"

"That's cool"

"Now, where are you? Come here"

Draco lifted his head and his eyes widened when he saw Hermione step out beside Lucius, who still had a smirk on his face

"Hermione?"

"So, you're Draco, huh?" Hermione said coolly, "Why are you attacking my husband?"

"What?"

"He has done nothing wrong and yet, you're constantly attacking him"

Draco rose swiftly from the Headmaster's chair and drew his wand

"So, you've turned her fully against me? That's neat, real neat"

A Death Eater was suddenly lifted into the air. Draco continued raising him up; until the Death Eater reached the ceiling and he withdrew the spell. The Death Eater screamed as he fell to his death

"Remove the spell from Hermione, now," hissed Draco

"I think not"

"Alright, Weasley, step forward"

Ron stepped forward and removed his mask. Grinning horribly, he wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist and pulled her close, before planting a kiss on her lips. And Hermione was kissing him back. Ron withdrew and grinned at Draco

"Alright, Weasley, come right here so I can tear you apart"

"Oh dear, Malfoy, you seem to be losing your touch"

Draco turned away, before grabbing the chair with his left hand and whirling around, before throwing the chair. Ron calmly blasted it out of the air

"Definitely losing your touch, Malfoy?"

Now it was Draco's turn to smile

"Really?"

Fireworks suddenly exploded over the Death Eaters, as explosions rang out in the Hall, covering the Death Eaters in smoke, while other explosions injured them. Spells were shot out of the smoke, as the rest of the Order appeared and began shooting spells into the smoke

Once the smoke cleared, the battle began. Julian raced forward to duel Lucius, while Harry was battling against Ron, Ginny was taking on Hermione and Draco was fighting against any Death Eater he came across

"I don't know why you even bother, Julian," said Lucius, "You can't win"

"Oh we'll see about that"

"You never won anything. You always lost. Your family name, your inheritance and tonight, you will lose your life"

"You were always big on threats, Lucius," said Julian, "But never on following them up. Expelliarmus"

"Protego"

"Why won't you give up, Harry?" asked Ron, "I want to see you beg for mercy"

"Fat chance of that happening," replied Harry, "You won't live long enough to see that happen"

"That's what you think"

"That's exactly what I think. And thinking is something you clearly lack"

In anger, Ron sent the Killing Curse at Harry, who dived out of the way and shot a Stunning Spell. Ron deflected the spell, before drawing Warwick's sword and swinging outwards, just missing Harry's throat

"So, you think you know how to use a sword," smiled Harry, "Well, come on then"

He drew Gryffindor's sword, as Ron did an overhead chop. Harry blocked and kicked Ron back, before shooting a spell at him. Ron deflected and fired off a spell, but missed, as Harry got to his feet and swung his sword at Ron's waist

A Death Eater shot a spell at Draco, who blocked it, before punching him in the face with his left arm, knocking him out cold. Another Death Eater kicked at Draco, but he simply dodged the kick and stunned the dark wizard. Draco took out another Death Eater and saw Hermione fighting against Ginny. A Death Eater was raising his wand to attack Ginny from behind, but Draco disarmed him, before running towards him and landing a kick on his chest

"Ginny, stop"

Ginny dodged a spell, before looking at Draco

"Let me handle this"

Ginny nodded, before heading off into the thick of the battle. Hermione narrowed her eyebrows and glared at Draco, as he coolly twirled his wand between his fingers

"So, they put the Memory Charm on you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"Of course you don't. But allow me to show you what I mean"

"Okay then, let's see what you got"

Draco forced a sad smile and raised his wand

"If you insist, Hermione"

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