A/N: Okay, so you might recognise bits of this chapter, as it is partly the one i took down a few weeks ago so i could write more in the time space between...it's not exactly the same as what you've already read, as obviously things changed between then and now, like certain characters were no longer alive for example. also, i've added a lot - so it's not a boring chapter where nothing you don't already know is happening. ...yeah that was a really bad explanation, but hey, read it and you might see what i mean. :)

Disclaimer: JKR owns everything cool. i dont. :(


Chapter Fifty-One

SIRIUS' POV

"Roe! Wake up!" I leant over her sleeping form, shaking her shoulder gently.

"What?" she sat up, grabbing her wand off the bedside table, her eyes darting around the room.

"No, no, it's okay." I said, pushing her wand hand to the bed.

"Sorry…" she shook her head.

I smiled, taking in her puffy, sleepy eyes and the faint creases on her cheek from the pillow. Beautiful.

"What time is it?"

"Ten." I told her, pulling back the duvet as encouragement.

"Ten?"

"I let you sleep in, you needed it."

She opened her mouth to argue, but closed it again.

"There's been an Order meeting called. Apparently it's important." I told her. She sat up reluctantly, blinking her sleepy eyes.

"How important?" She mumbled.

"Important enough for me to wake you up, even though you look a lot cuter when you're sleeping." I grinned.

"Mmm, if you insist." She said, sliding off the bed and darting past me, pulling her clothes off the chair before disappearing into the bathroom.

We arrived at the Hog's Head five minutes later.

"Is that everyone?" Dumbledore asked as we sat down at the table next to Remus.

"Think so." Sirius nodded, glancing around the table.

"So what's happened?" Fabian turned to Dumbledore.

"I'll keep this short. Lily, James. You're in danger."

James and Lily looked at each other.

"Albus, we're always in danger. This is a war…" James nodded slowly.

I looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

"It's more than that. I have reason to believe that Voldemort is after you in particular. Or rather, Harry."

"Harry?" Lily exclaimed. The mood in the room changed dramatically.

"What does Voldemort want with Harry?" James demanded, his hands suddenly in fists.

"Voldemort has reason to believe that Harry is… a danger to him."

"A danger?" I raised my eyebrows.

"He's a baby!" Prongs growled.

"I know James." Dumbledore said calmly, "But whatever we may think, this puts your family in an extraordinary amount of danger."

"Well what are we going to do about it?" I asked.

"I suggest the Potters go into hiding." Dumbledore said, addressing the whole room more widely. The rest of the table stayed silent, watching and listening.

"Hiding? And how is that going to work?" James said impatiently.

"The Fidelius Charm." Dumbledore said. I glanced around the room, wondering if anyone else had no idea what it was. Even Roe seemed to have no idea what it was. The only face that didn't look confused was Remus'. He reads too much, I suppose.

"What is the Fidelius Charm?" James asked, fighting the fear and impatience in his voice. On the table he gripped Lily's hand tightly. I felt sick to my stomach, I couldn't begin to imagine how they must be feeling.

"We will find you somewhere new to live. No one will know where you are, except for a select few. You're new home will be hidden to all eyes except those who know it is there, and that is the magic of the Fidelius Charm. All you need to do is choose your Secret Keeper, and I can have the rest arranged for you by the end of the day."

Roe's hand was held over her mouth. A tear ran down Lily's face.

"We'll keep you safe." Dumbledore promised, his blue-eyed gaze unwavering.

Roe and I followed Frank, Alice, and the others out of the little pub. It was obvious Lily and James would stay behind to discuss details with Dumbledore, so we left them to it. They needed answers a hell of a lot more than we did.

Outside the sky was grey and a drizzle of rain was falling. The little Hogsmeade lane was empty except for us. The Order of the Phoenix. Our footsteps echoed on the cobbles.

"We've got to get back to Neville." Alice smiled, turning to say goodbye.

"Alice's mother is looking after him." Frank added, slipping his hand into Alice's. The couple were so cute it made me feel both ill and jealous at the same time. But right now I was too distracted to be jealous. The Potters in danger… baby Harry. It couldn't be right.

"We'll see you around then." Roe smiled as the couple began to leave. I heard the crack of Disapparation but the couple remained in front of me. I locked eyes with Frank for a split second, his eyes widened as he pulled out his wand. In an instant my own was in my hand and I whipped round.

At least seven Death Eaters were striding towards us, wands outstretched. Thinking fast I shot a spell at the closest, hearing Roe yelling a spell, a jet of light streaming past my head from a wand behind me.

Three fell to the floor within seconds, another was launched backwards and hit a building. A fifth seemed to explode before our eyes with a wave of Remus' wand. For a second we were doing okay. I stepped in front of Roe and Gideon and Fabian surged forward, wands outstretched. I shot another spell, and a jet of light from Gideon hit the last remaining hooded figure.

There was a collective sigh of relief in which Gideon turned round to give his brother a grin. I watched the look of triumph and humour pass between the two, before the smile froze on Gideon's face. He hadn't noticed a second wave of Death Eater's appearing in the street, and we just weren't fast enough.

Gideon fell to his knees, then forward to hit the cobbles with a muffled thud. The was a moment of horrific silence.

"Avada Kedavra! Avada Kedavra! AVADA KEDRAVA!" Fabian yelled, his face contorted with anger, tears spilling down his face. For a split second Regulus' death came rushing back to me. Another man has lost his brother. Fabian's wand was clenched in a white-knuckled fist and shot green jets haphazardly around the narrow street. Windows smashed, and two Death Eaters joined Gideon on the cold floor.

I banished unnecessary thoughts, and raised my wand arm higher. Spinning around at a yell from the pub door, Lily, James and Dumbledore emerged, wands at the ready. Spells flew left, right and centre, but even with the addition of three more wizards, we were heavily outnumbered. Death Eaters continued to appear, replacing thrice-fold every one we killed.

Time was moving too fast. I found myself locked in a duel with a short, stout man, his hood falling back to reveal ugly, scarred features. Concentrating, I was only partially aware of Roe battling at my side, a shriek from Alice, and angry yells and grunts from Fabian who continued to throw Unforgivables while the rest of us stuck to stunning, hexes, and slightly more legal ways to kill.

I finally got past the ugly man's defenses and he hit the floor, clearing the way for another Death Eater to come my way. Just three spells in, the Death Eater fell, his concentration broken by something to my right. Clear for a few seconds, I looked over. I wasn't the only one who had stopped to look; both sides stared at a different black-clothed figure who had appeared in the little street.

My whole body went cold when I realized who it was. It was him.

A thin, white hand protruded from his loose sleeves, almost feminine in it's smooth movements. His wand was almost as pale as him, like it was carved from bone.

"You!" James growled, his wand raised threateningly. Lily held his wrist in restraint.

"Avada Keda-" I saw in slow motion Fabian rush forward, wand held vengefully as he tried to end it all. But with a lazy flick of Voldemort's wand and not even a sideward glance, Fabian fell to the floor with a jet of green light, only feet from his brother's body.

"No." Lily gasped breathlessly. James slipped his wrist from her grasp to clutch her hand.

"Every drop of Wizard blood spilt is a great loss." He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named finally spoke, gazing round dangerously at us all. The Death Eaters looked almost smug as the Order of the Phoenix shrank together in a protective group.

"It doesn't have to be this way. You could all… join me." He spoke slowly, smiling evilly.

"Never!" Benjy Fenwick cried out from right beside me. He was the next to fall to the floor. I felt the power of the spell as it hit him forcefully in the chest. I fixed my eyes on the Death Eater responsible, memorizing his face. He would pay for this; they all would. I pushed Roe behind me slightly, begging her with my eyes to stay quiet. I could see the tears brimming as she eyed the scatter of bodies on the floor.

The Dark Lord paced, his eyes tracing over each one of us.

"Now, now Tom. Not like you to waste time over foolish questions." Dumbledore spoke like he was talking to a misbehaving First Year. Voldemort's face grew angry.

"Of course, I must have forgotten. The Order of the Phoenix. Albus Dumbledore's own personal little army. Well where are you all? Is this it?" He hid his anger with a mocking laugh.

Dumbledore's answer was a flash of light from his wand. Caught off guard, Voldemort stumbled backwards. The shock passed over his face for less than a second before he recovered, and flourished his own wand. Dumbledore pushed Lily and James away from him, stepping forward bravely and blocking the attack with a mere flick.

Seizing my opportunity I spun back to the Death Eater who had killed Fabian and fired a spell that had him thrown backwards into a building and slump to the floor limply. Satisfied, I realized the others had followed my lead, and we were thrown back into battle once more, taking up to three Death Eaters each at any one time while Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort battled fiercely.

The whole street was blazing with magical energy and the fading sky was alight with streams of bright light, the spells like meteorites.

Minutes, or maybe it was hours later when we finally seemed to be making a breakthrough. Sweat prickled my brow, as I finished off another hooded figure. Yes, we were the Order of the Phoenix, and yes, we damn were putting up a fight.

There was a roar of anger and I saw from the corner of my eye Voldemort's wand flicking and waving ferociously as he fought, while Dumbledore looked pleasantly entertained. With another flick of the Dark Lord's wand, a building behind us came crashing down. I grabbed Roe by the shoulder and pulled her away, bricks and masonry raining down. The sound was deafening, and I felt myself hit the floor, my head jarring painfully against the cobbles before everything went black.


A/N: woo, a bit of action for you all? i was dreading writing this bit, because i wanted it to be just right. writing someone like Voldemort, and Dumbledore fighting, and all the emotion and action involved, i didn't want it to seem... wrong if that makes sense? probably doesn't. i just wanted all the action and the emotion to be genuine rather than annoyingly dramatic and fiction-y. ...i think it went okay anyway!:S

and sorry, cliff hanger there. haven't done one of those in a while ;) but it's quite a long chapter already so i needed to end it somewhere, and a good cliff hanger is sometimes necessary right?

there's a lot packed into this chapter, and as you can all probably guess, it's getting close to that Halloween night when Voldie pays the Potters a visit. dun dun dunnnnn.

make sure all you cool readers review and let me know what you thought of this chapter, and maybe i'll write the next one quicker ;)

love to you all :)

-DaizeeG