Willow POV

I recognized those shining blue eyes. They were the eyes he shared with his brother, Albus. He nodded his head at me as I climbed through the hole behind the painting and walked down the black tunnel. I heard others walking in front of me, and I could hear others climbing behind me.

This is it; I repeated in my head, this is it. This is the final war. I would avenge my parents. I would avenge Dumbledore. I would avenge my godparents. Everyone that sick wizard and his twisted followers every hurt. I had been to too many funerals in my seventeen years of life. I'd seen to many gravestones with names I knew like my own. I'd my world ripped apart too many times for those few years. Revenge was best served hot, hot with red blood.

My parents had died this way. Protecting others and reassuring that the wizarding world is made a better place. Now it was my place; now that position was dropped to me. I smiled to myself. My vows would be fulfilled tonight, in the place I knew so well. In my true home. Hogwarts. The final battle for the fate of the wizarding world.

I stepped out into the light as was greeted by a huge collection of people. Students, order members, everyone I knew so well. I felt the lump in my throat; how many more gravestones would I see after tonight with the people I know? I knew? I saw uncle Remmie look up to see me and smile a sad smile. I knew exactly why.

He had married my should-be-sister Tonks earlier this year. I couldn't attend the ceremony but I was over-joyed for him. And then, I heard that he had little Teddy. But they were at home now, they were safe. The lump grew at the thought they would never see him again. That was just one of the happy times I'd ever had since my father had died.

My heart broke again when Uncle Sev killed Dumbledore. I couldn't believe that whole time he had betrayed us. He was really a bad guy. I had trusted him with my life, yet, even after everything he's done. I still do. I believe he is pure of heart. I pulled uncle Remmie into a hug and I smiled at him.

"This is it" I said aloud and he nodded,

"This is it. I didn't want you to come, but I won't stop you" I smiled,

"They deserve it, you of all people know that" and he just smiled back, putting a hand on my cheek with a sigh,

"Eager for the fight huh? You're your father's daughter all right" and I chuckled,

"Bring it on" I replied and he hugged me again before he replied to someone calling his name. In his absence I noticed someone else looking at me from the other side of the room.

That familiar boy with scruffy black hair and smiling green eyes from behind his glasses. His clothes looked too small for him as always and he was way too skinny. His face was smiling at me. My heart leaped when I saw him; my brother. I leapt across the room.

Harry Potter, the only person who was real to me.

His true home was Hogwarts, like mine. His parents too were taken. He too would take revenge tonight. I fell into his arms and I could feel his heart like a hummingbird under my hands. He would never admit it, because like me, he was his father's son, but he was terrified. I closed my eyes,

"Hey" I said, hearing the smile in my own voice,

"I'm so glad you came"

"Y' think I'd miss something like this? You know me, got to be right there in the action" he snickered,

"This is it" he whispered,

"I know" I said and I pulled away from him and as our eyes met, the eyes of our parents, we both knew that tonight would change everything. I brushed my knuckles against his jaw,

"Don't you go anywhere tonight. I expect to see you tomorrow at Molly's for a celebration Potter" he smiled, but it was tinted with sadness. My humour couldn't save us,

"Ditto Black" he replied. I smiled in return.

Our fathers were like brothers and now, their children were too like brother and sister. The whole castle seemed to come alive with noise. Everyone leaked out of the room like a slowly dripping tap being turned suddenly on.

I felt Harry's hand find mine as he pulled me out with the crowds. I found myself at a window looking out upon the grounds. The sight I saw made me heart stop. The death eaters, all draped in black, walking across the grounds, directly towards us. I turned to Harry who looked at me, fear in both our eyes. I heard the familiar voices of Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley,

"Harry! We've got to go! The diadem!" I didn't take my gaze from him. Harry had been gone all year, I had been worried sick, and now he was leaving again. I didn't know whether he would be coming back. I felt a tear fall down my face. I heard the unmistakable steps of Uncle Remmie behind me and Harry's eyes flicked up,

"Go Harry" he said and as Harry's hand left mine I threw myself into him, hugging him tightly,

"Good luck" I whispered and he squeezed me tightly before he turned and ran down the corridor towards Luna Lovegood. I hugged Ron and Hermione in turn and they smiled at me before going in the opposite direction. I turned to Lupin who was white as a sheep. He kissed my cheek,

"You're like my own daughter" he whispered and I frowned through teary eyes,

"You're saying goodbye" I said and he smiled sadly at me. I exhaled quickly, "Go uncle Remmie, I'll see you when this is over". He brushed my cheek again,

"Keep safe" he replied and I smiled,

"Ditto" and as he turned, I added, "Oh and" he glanced back, "Just off the record, you're my favourite uncle". He grinned,

"Oh, I know" he replied and went on his way.

I watched as the castle made arrangements for the battle. I sighed as I lent against the window and felt the cool stone against my hot skin. My heart was so fast; it was unimaginable that I could still be alive. They stood, still as statues, their faces in shadows under the overcast skies of Hogwarts.

And a stray thought made my tears fall again. How could everyone I love, everyone I'd just seen, survive tonight? Those strangers, those murderers, those death eaters out there would destroy my world again. But for the last time tonight. Then that job would again be fates.

A/N: Obviously, time has passed, again and we are on for JK's Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. And I said the whole parents friend is an uncle and an aunt is a granma thing would get more confusing so here you are, as promised. Sorry about that by the way, someone gave me sugar when I wrote it and i thought it would be a good idea, don't ask. Really, don't ask.

I just have to say that right now, at 4:50pm on Monday 19th of January 2009 in Blackley, Manchester, England, it is SNOWING!! And has been since 1:30 may I add. It's so heavy, it's like cotton wool falling from the sky! It's so fricken awesome! (I've given up swearing, hehe, I'm a good girl...) Sorry for that little outbreak, I am very random. It's an illness.

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