Battle of Hogwarts Pt 1

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Lina

I cling onto Thalia as she hugs me tight.

"I've missed you so much," I breathe into her chest.

"You've no idea how worried I was, flower," she agrees. I settle in her embrace for a while, but moments later I feel a hard slap to my face.

"Um, what the hell, Thalia?" I demand, nursing my cheek. She'd slapped plenty of people before but I'd never expected to be one.

"Expect one from Anne too," was all she says.

Staring at her in disbelief, I let Neville pull me into a hug. "Okay. You're not going to slap me for leaving, right?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow.

Neville chuckles, "Wasn't planning to."

I shoot Thalia a look. "Neville's nice. Be more like Neville. I've missed you by the way, Neville. What's happened to you?" I ask in concern, before my eyes widen and my thought process ignores Neville completely. I look at Thalia for a moment, frozen.

"Flower?" she asks gently.

"Percy and Annabeth," was all I said.

Thalia shakes her head, "I don't know yet."

"What do you mean you don't know?" I demand. "Annabeth's pregnant right? When's her due date?"

"It's May second, but…"

"It is May first. Take me to Percy and Annabeth," I order, giving Neville a callous gaze.

"Lina, you don't understand," protests Neville weakly, "The school's insane now. They've got these people teaching now. The Carrows. They're strict on "punishment."

"That's where the injuries came from," gasps Hermione in horror.

"Seamus has it worse," says Neville, before the six of us climb through Ariana's portrait.

"Where does this take us?" I demand.

"Room of Requirement, of course," says Neville. "It's where the hideout is."

"Kelp for Brains and Wise Girl tried extremely hard to not have to hideout," explains Thalia to me, "As there's barely any food in this place and Annabeth needs food for the baby."

"But you and Anne…" I trail off.

"We're both fine," assures Thalia.

"So, the Carrows?" asks Harry, prompting Neville to explain them.

"Are they anything like the pink bitch?" I ask.

"Nah. They make her look tame," replies Neville, and I gape. "All the other teachers hate them. Amycus, the bloke, he teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts. We're supposed to use the Cruciatus Curse on people who receive detentions, on first years - "

"First years? Excuse me," I interrupt furiously, "But it looks like I'm going to be Crucio-ing them in the near future."

"I refused to do it," says Neville, gesturing to a large gash he had, and I gasp in horror.

"I just shocked them whenever they asked me to do it," shrugs Thalia.

"Crabbe and Goyle love it though," says Neville in disgust, "First time they've been top in anything, I expect. Them and Parkinson. Malfoy and the others are hesitant."

I nod in satisfaction that Draco didn't like what was going on. I understood that he wasn't the type to stop it though.

"Did Dra… I mean Malfoy ever Crucio a first year?" I ask casually, dodging suspicious looks from Thalia, Harry, Ron, and Neville for my slip.

"He didn't. They asked him to once and he looked at me desperately so I shocked them," says Thalia. "They don't know who does it, either. Makes it all the more satisfying. Haven't seen him, Percy, or Annabeth for two months though…"

Neville and Thalia explain more and more about the atrocities that were happening while we were away, and I seethe furiously the entire time. I was going to Crucio them. See how they liked it. Merlin, I really have gone dark.

As we emerge into the Room of Requirement, there were excited yells.

"Harry! HARRY! It's Potter! It's POTTER! Harry Potter!"

"Merlin, it's LINA!"

"Ron!"

"Hermione!"

Suddenly, twenty people were hugging us, shaking our hands, and ruffling our hair. We might as well have defeated a Giant or something.

"Move!" exclaims a female voice, and Anne rushes into my arms. I pick her up, swinging her around excitedly.

"Anne-Banana!" I exclaim in delight, "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you even more, Lin-Bean," she sniffles, hugging me.

I hug her back before rubbing her back and asking cautiously, "You're not going to slap me, are you?"

Anne steps back and studies me as if considering it, before shaking her head. I sigh with relief before I feel yet another slap on my face.

"Hey! No hitting the war heroine!" I exclaim, holding my hands up in surrender.

"Sorry," she says innocently, as I huff in indignation.

"So, what's the plan?" asks Seamus excitedly. Plan?! My eyes widen; all I wanted to do was find the Horcrux, check on Percabeth, and then leave.

"Plan?" repeats Harry as sharply as I thought the word. "Well, there's something that the four of us have to do here before we get out of here."

"Um, excuse me, Lina," snaps Anne, "Are you saying that you're just going to do something and get out of here? I mean, this has something to do with fighting You-Know-Who, right?"

"Yes," I frown at her.

"She has a point, we'll help you!" exclaims Neville.

"We don't have much time," says Harry. "We have to do this alone. Dumbledore gave this job to the four of us."

Neville tries to contain his fury. "We're Dumbledore's Army, we've been keeping it going while you four have been off on your own…"

"We haven't exactly been having fun," I spit out angrily. "Look, I found out that almost everyone I care about is safe, and I don't want to drag you all into our mess…"

"In case you haven't noticed, flower, we're already in the mess," says Thalia patiently. "Look at us! We barely get any food and we've all been driven here because of the damn Carrows. I've been waiting for your return since forever, not only would I get my flower back but everyone'll have hope of winning the war!"

"I never wanted this to happen!" I exclaim hotly, "It's why I had doubts about leaving as soon as I found out how bad things were here!"

"You needed to do what you needed to do, flower. Now let us help," insists Thalia.

Neville nods, "She's right. Everyone here has proven themselves loyal to Dumbledore. We all know what we got ourselves into."

The tunnel door opens, and Luna and Dean come through. "Hi, everyone!" says Luna happily, "Oh, it's so great to be back!"

"Neville. What did you do? Why'd you call Luna?" I exclaim, my voice rising. "This is an in-and-out thing, not a let's-fight-a-Battle thing! Just because us four came back doesn't mean revolution!"

"It should and it will," Luna informs me calmly.

Harry shakes his head, "No. I'm siding with Lina, there's something we have to and then we're out…"

"So you're leaving us in this mess?" Anne and Michael Corner say furiously in unison.

"No, Anne-Banana, I would never! What we're doing is a part of stopping You-Know-Who…"

"Then let us help!" exclaims Neville angrily.

Just then, the tunnel opens again. Oh dear gods. Not more people. This time, it was Ginny who made her way through, followed by Fred and George. Cho Chang also came through and sat by Michael Corner, shooting Harry a dazzling smile. Ginny was glaring at her.

"Aberforth's getting annoyed," chuckles Fred, "Says his bar's turning into a railway." He wraps an arm around me, while I sat there in shock.

Where the hell are all these people I don't want dying coming from?!

"So, dearest Lina, what's the plan?"

"That's the point, Fred! I'm very happy to see you and that you're safe, but we don't have a plan," I say tersely.

"Ooh, make it up as we go along. My favorite kind," Fred grins at me.

I push Fred's arm off. "Neville! This is insane! Why'd you call everyone?!" I exclaim furiously, Harry nodding in agreement.

"We're fighting, aren't we?" asks Dean. "The message said the Quartette was back, and that we're going to fight!"

"They can help," Ron whispers so only Harry, Hermione, and I could hear. "We have to find it fast before You-Know-Who gets here. We don't have to say it's a Horcrux."

"I agree," says Hermione. "Let them in, guys."

Harry and I exchange looks.

"There's something we need to find," says Harry, "Something that belongs to You-Know-Who."

I turn to Anne and the Ravenclaws. "It might've belonged to Ravenclaw. I don't know the full details, but it's a small object."

"Well I read in Hogwarts, A History, about Rowena's Lost Diadem?" says Anne hopefully.

Luna nods in agreement, "Yes, it's true."

"Luna, Anne, the Lost Diadem is what it is. Lost," emphasizes Michael Corner.

"When was it lost?" asks Harry.

"Centuries ago, they say," says Cho. "Nobody knows what it looks like. But if you'd like to see what the Diadem is supposed to look like, I can take you to the Ravenclaw common room."

Well, that's helpful.

"No!" snaps Ginny. "Luna will take Harry, won't you Luna?"

"Ooh yes. I'd like to!" exclaims Luna cheerfully.

Before Harry leaves my side, he whispers four words in my ear that made me freeze, "He's on the move."

"Look," he says to Ron, Hermione, and I, "Wait for me here and keep yourselves and the other one safe. Don't move unless there's an emergency."

"Do me a favor. See how Percy and Annabeth are doing, because I'm not leaving Hogwarts until I see them or at least know they're safe."

"That goes for me as well," adds Thalia.

"And me," adds Anne.

Xxx

I'd accepted that the Battle of Hogwarts was indeed coming, and over the next half-hour, multiple people in the Order arrive: including Kingsley, Remus, some other adult order members, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, Angelina, Alicia, Katie, Oliver and some other people.

The door finally flies open, and Harry and Luna arrive.

"What's happening?" Bill asks Harry, all of us leaning in to listen.

"They're evacuating the younger kids and everyone's meeting in the Great Hall to get organized," he replies. "We're fighting."

A roar of assent rose through the crowd and people start surging out of the Room of Requirement, and Anne turns a furious shade of scarlet when she saw the sideways looks I was giving her.

"Lina, if you actually think you can "evacuate me" - "

I hiss back furiously, "It's not safe - look, Mrs. Weasley's even starting to argue with Ginny who's sixteen, you're twelve -"

"You and I have fought in much tougher battles than this one," hisses Anne furiously.

"I hate to interrupt what would probably turn into a blazing row," says Luna, "But Annabeth is currently in labor."

"NOW?!" I screech. "BUT VOLDEMORT IS COMING! A FUCKING BATTLE'S GONNA HAPPEN! I've waited so long. But I'm finally snapping. I'm going to go to the Underworld and kill those Fates."

"THIS IS THE WORST DAMN TIMING EVER!" agrees Thalia.

"Where are they?" asks Anne.

"They're in the Hospital Wing," says Luna, "Madam Pomfrey is with them, and people are putting several wards on the area in the hope that it'll keep Death Eaters away."

"What if they come in? Annabeth can't fight! She's about to pop! Oh Luna, how are you so calm?!" I exclaim, hyperventilating. "Oh, all my fault, all my fault, they came because of me…"

Thalia soothes me as I continue having a mini-panic-attack but I could tell she was just as worried as I was.

"Percy's not gonna leave Annabeth's side to fight with us, but I'm sure if some Death Eater tries to attack Annabeth, he and Madam Pomfrey will act as defensive," says Luna.

"This is bloody insane. If one of them or the baby dies in battle, I'll never, ever forgive myself!" I exclaim passionately.

"Am I too late?" asks a voice. It was Percy Weasley, but I had much bigger problems to worry about. I see him reconciling with the other Weasleys over my shoulder.

"How about this," I hear Remus say. "Ginny can stay in here. That way she can be on the scene and know what's going on, but she won't be in the middle of the fighting."

I nod in agreement and turn to Anne, "Thalia and I are gonna go out there and check on Percabeth. You do the same, alright? If anything really bad happens we'll update you."

Anne didn't look really pleased about the situation.

"Please. I can't lose anyone else. We'll come right back to update you on Annabeth's progress."

"Fine," hisses Anne.

"Let's go," says Thalia, nudging my arm. She fastens her shield and I fasten my wand and knife.

"Wait!" I exclaim, noticing Harry. "Shit! I wasn't paying attention! Where's Romione?!"

"I'm not sure, that's what I was asking Ginny," says Harry, frowning with concern.

"They said something about a bathroom," says Ginny, "Not long after Harry and Luna left."

"A bathroom…" I mutter. "I can't think straight. Percabeth's priority."

Thalia nods.

"We're going to the Hospital Wing! Annabeth's having a baby!" I exclaim to Harry.

"What?" he exclaims.

But before Harry could get over his shock, Thalia and I were already gone. We push past crowds of frightened students heading towards the Great Hall, going the other direction.

When we reach the Hospital Wing, it was completely barricaded. We bang on the door, "I swear on my magic we're not Death Eaters! It's Lina and Thalia!" I yell, hoping someone inside hears us. I see Madam Pomfrey's wary eye looking through the peephole. She unlocks the wards, only to close them right back up once we were in.

Thalia and I take in the scene. Percy was holding Annabeth's hand, while Annabeth was breathing heavily, doing her best to be in labor. It looks painful. I don't ever want to be in labor.

I rush forward. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry," I sob, "You two came here for me, and I threw it in your faces."

"I'm just glad you're safe," says Annabeth softly, her eyes shimmering with relief. "I'd hug you to death, Fire-Girl, but…" She motions to her current situation.

Percy hugs me tight. "We're so glad you're safe, Lina. And you too, Pinecone Face."

Thalia opens her mouth to say something to Percy and Annabeth, but was interrupted by a hissing voice. My father's voice.

"I know you are preparing to fight," he hisses, his voice high and cold. We shudder. "Your efforts are futile. You cannot fight me. I do not want to kill you. I have great respect for the teachers at Hogwarts. I do not want to spill magical blood."

"Give me Harry Potter," he hisses after some silence. I take a sharp breath, clenching my fists. "Give me Harry Potter, and I shall leave this school untouched. Give me Harry Potter, and you shall be rewarded. You have until midnight."

As if to emphasize his point, Annabeth let out a wail as she suffered yet another contraction. Percy grips her hand and Madam Pomfrey helps her through it. Thalia and I stand awkwardly near the three, exchanging concerned looks.

We. Are. Screwed.

"Couldn't your baby have come two weeks early or two weeks late?" I huff, crossing my arms. "I'm sorry. I'm just...so, so worried. And I have to go out there."

"Do you two have to go out there?" asks Annabeth, her voice still soft from pain.

"You know me. I can't stay inside when a Battle's raging around me," I say softly, looking down at the floor and squeezing her hand.

"I'll stay with them for awhile," says Thalia hesitantly. "And you...you stay safe out there."

"You're the ones I'm most worried about," I tell Percy and Annabeth, "I'll be fine."

"Please stay safe, Fire-Girl," Percy and Annabeth say in unison.

"Oh, believe me. It'd be much less painful for me to die than to live with a loss," I say, taking a breath. "So don't tell me to stay safe. You stay safe."

"Promise me," says Thalia forcefully, grabbing my shoulders.

"Fine."

I exit the Hospital Wing to pure chaos. People were screaming and running in panic. I growl as I see Zacharias Smith pushing through first years so he could leave Hogwarts before them. I really should've hit him in the face with a Bludger back in my days of Quidditch and knocked him off his broom…

I hear a pain of contraction from the Hospital Wing and I nearly go in again. I take deep breaths. This baby needs to come like now. Before Death Eaters come.

My Anne.

I'd carelessly and callously just left her in the Room of Requirement. I felt bad but it was for her own safety. My eyes dart different directions, wondering where to go first. Where I should station myself when the Death Eaters come.

Where are Harry, Ron, and Hermione?

Before I could think some more, I bump into a hard chest.

"I'm so sorry," I say sincerely, moving out of the way, but the person grabs my wrist. I look up at the person and my face turns from one of sincerity to one of anger. I scream in fury, roughly pulling my wrist away.

"WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT IT'D BE A GOOD IDEA TO INVITE YOU HERE?! IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED - WE'RE GOING TO BE HAVING A BATTLE HERE!" I yell glaring at Draco Malfoy. I had a fair point, who'd tell him about this Battle?

"That's a way to greet me," he says grimly.

I take a breath and count to three. "You know what Malfoy, I can't deal with this shit. I have Anne to worry about, and Percy and Annabeth, and I don't know where Harry, Ron, and Hermione are. I do not need you in the 'worry-Lina-Quimby-to-death' pile! You should not have come…"

"So...you're worried about what happens to me?"

I splutter, "Well I don't want you dead!" I take a breath, letting my hands close in his. "You came to fight," I finally say, "Why?"

"To make up for my past mistakes," he says honestly. "Snape told Mother and I the War was happening. And...I knew you'd be here fighting, to be honest."

Next on Lina's to-do list: kill Snape.

I lean closer to him, whispering, "I love you. I want to know what your lips feel like one last time."

"I love you way more. You can be such a pessimist sometimes," he whispers back as our lips collide.

"EWWW why is Malfoy snogging our Lina in plain sight. And how'd he get here?" a disgusted voice interrupts us. We both pull away, staring at Ron and Hermione, and my face turns to one of anger again,

"AND WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU TWO BEEN?!"

"The Chamber of Secrets," replies Hermione breathlessly. "Well, we thought 'how do we destroy the cup?' and Ron thought of it! The Basilisk! He was brilliant!"

"You have to speak Parseltongue," I say in disbelief.

"I heard Harry do it once," says Ron. "I tried to mimic him."

"He was brilliant!"

"Okay, you've already said that," I tell Hermione. "Just kiss him already. Anyways, she's right. Ron, that was brilliant! So, it's destroyed now?"

"Hermione destroyed it," says Ron, putting an arm around her. "Now. You need to explain why Malfoy's holding your hand."

"Lina and I are together," drawls Draco, smirking at Ron.

"What?" Ron and I exclaim.

Draco mimics me, 'I love you. I want to know what your lips feel like one last time.'

"That doesn't mean we're dating!" I exclaim at him. "That means we're um...um…having fun? But...I guess we kinda are? I mean, now or never!"

Hermione shoots me a knowing look before approaching Draco. "If you EVER "fake break up" with her again, I will rip you apart. Literally," she snarls.

"Me too!" snarls Ron.

Harry rushes forward and demands Ron and Hermione where they've been. Ron and Hermione explain the whole thing to Harry again.

"Okay, brilliant, you two," Harry says quickly, "BUT I'M MORE PISSED AT THAT...WHAT IS THAT?!" He exclaims furiously, pointing to where Draco and I's hands were intertwined.

"Now that I know how he really feels about me and that, face it, I'm not over him, we might as well date publicly before someone dies," I smirk.

Harry was spluttering in shock. "You're going too fast. You lot are just scared of the Battle, when it's over you'll come to your senses."

"Problem with us, Potter?"

"Hurt Lina or the resistance and I'll kill you. Not even kidding, I swear on my magic that I will actually kill you," states Harry. "Now that that's over, we have a war to fight, and the Diadem - it's in the Room of Requirement. Do we have to take him with us?"

"I'm definitely feeling the love here, Potter," drawls Draco.

"Harry, I'd never expected it of you but you just swore on your magic that you'd kill him if he betrays us. I think he's fine," I say in disbelief.

"Sorry about the swearing on my magic thing, Lina. But we can't take any chances, not this time. We've fought too hard," insists Harry.

When we all enter the Room of Requirement, we find four people: Anne, Ginny, Tonks, and Neville's grandmother.

"What's happening, Lin-Bean?" asks Anne hurriedly.

"No Death Eaters yet. But we need to do something," I say grimly. "I need you to leave for a moment - "

"Yes, thank you so much, Lin-Bean!" Anne was already out before I could see anything. She didn't even ask about Draco and I.

"ANNE! YOU HAVE TO COME BACK WHEN WE'RE DONE!" I call after her desperately. "Well, shit."

"Wait!" says Ron sharply. "We've forgotten someone! The House-Elves, we don't need any more Dobbies do we. We have to get them out! We can't order them to die for us - "

Draco scoffs, "The House Elves…"

There was a clatter of items and Hermione froze, shocked. She ran straight at Ron and kisses him full on the mouth. Ron responds with enthusiasm, kissing her back and swinging her off the ground.

"ROMIONE!" I squeal, "ROMIONE! IS NOW A THING! WOO! I HAVE BEEN WAITING THREE YEARS FOR THIS VERY MOMENT!"

"So's Dralina," mocks Hermione, pulling herself off Ron breathlessly.

Ginny, Tonks, and Neville's grandmother had already exited, and Harry looked as worried for Ginny as I was for Anne.

When everyone was out, we quickly hurry to the entrance, passing Ginny and Tonks on the way. Tonks was looking for Remus, who apparently was duelling Dolohov.

The place where everything is hidden. The place where everything is hidden. The place where everything is hidden.

The Death Eaters have come.

Anne.

Percy.

Annabeth.

Thalia.

All the names soar through my head like a mantra: all. your. fault.

"You okay, flower?" Draco's voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Fine," I say hurriedly.

All.

Your.

Fault.

"Accio Diadem!" cries Hermione in frustration.

"We should split up," suggests Harry. So we all split up, Draco going with me, but we were stopped by a cool voice:

"Well, well, well! If it isn't the pathetic little traitor couple, all made up and lovey-dovey again! Do tell me, did you two really think you could hide from us?"

A/N: So there we have it the chapter! Dralina is technically "together," we all know Draco has wanted this from the start ;) As for Lina rushing and agreeing, she's still not ready and only doing it because of the War, so you'll have to see what she does to him post-war (don't worry I swear it's not too bad)

Anyways Part 1! And that voice is NOT Crabbe or Goyle, even though they're there. Also, would you like Blaise and Daphne to make an appearance somewhere? ;)

I hope you liked the chapter!

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