"Your days are done Riddle." Gideon called.
"How dare you call me that muggle name? I will make you suffer before you die. You will watch your husband and sisters tortured before your eyes."
"You will never harm anyone again. You will fall like Dumbledore and your little allies as well." Gideon shouted as he advanced towards Riddle.
Voldemort laughed. "Your little aurors and some students, you're troops will be crushed. My werewolves will tear them to shreds."
Gideon lifted his sword. "You really have never learned your lesson have you Tom. Underestimated my powers again. And my troops."
Summoning just a flicker of power Gideon shot fireworks from his sword as a signal to the troops of the others that they were needed. Like a shower of rain, arrows soared through the air at the death eaters and their werewolves.
"You think some centaurs are going to defeat me boy. You're wrong." Tom laughed.
"No but the troops of the Supreme counsel of the others will." Gideon smiled.
"No? You could never call the order together. They'd never answer the summons of any wizard. Ferrier tried for me." Voldemort raged.
"But see dear Tommy I'm High Lord of the Wizengamot and have been offered a seat on the Supreme Counsel. Their troops are at my command." Gideon smiled.
Voldemort turned as his death eaters were shouting. From the woods the giants were coming as were werewolves and other members of the supreme counsel while from the gates of town the lords of the high counsel and other aurors poured in to join the fight. In man power Voldemort was out numbered and out matched.
"Your little troops may take out my death eaters, but they will fall when I destroy you." Voldemort sneered.
"Tom, I'd never send my troops after you. They're here to take out yours. You will be destroyed but by the Four, the founders heirs and our order."
Voldemort sneered. "Two little girls, a death eater traitor and a child playing dress up in the robes of a high lord? I'll destroy you and your troops as well."
Gideon looked at the other three. "Are you sure you want to do this? You can back out now."
The other three shook their heads and Gideon raised the sword to the heavens but not before projecting his voice. "Troops back off, ten meter perimeter."
As his troops fell back to meet his demand Gideon brought the sword down across the ground and focussed the powers of earth and fire. Like he had with Dumbledore's castle he created a crater of the earth but like a river around them, a plateau created where they stood and a trench between them and their troops.
Voldemort snickered. "Think boy that this is going to save you and your troops even from me?"
Gideon smiled and looked at his husband and the girls. "You've seen nothing yet."
Luna dropped her wand to her side and with her hand she began chanting and weaving the air like threads creating a dense shield like ball that grew until like a snow globe, they were surrounded. There was no escape, no crack, and no weak spot.
"Your little spell will crumble when the four of you are killed and I will blast away the remainder of your troops." Voldemort laughed.
Gideon looked through the shields. "It looks like you who might have no troops left to call upon. Your death eaters don't seem to be living up to their names."
Voldemort sneered. "Lucius and my loyal death eaters will lead my troops to victory."
Severus spoke for the first time. "You fool. Lucius and Narcissa, Carlos and Maria, and Thomas and Marcus among others are no more loyal to you then me."
Voldemort turned to see and sure enough those who Severus had named had taken off their death eater masks and Voldemort howled in anger as he watched a killing curse from Lucius' wand take down his beloved right hand, Bellatrix Lestrange.
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Lucius turned after he had taken down Bellatrix. He had been waiting decades to kill the bitch. She may have been his sister in law but she had tortured his own son and would have killed her sister if the dark lord had asked it of her. He took great pleasure in knowing that he was the reason she'd never hurt anyone ever again.
He called out to Riddle not sure if the man could hear him. "You're little lover is gone Riddle. Who's going to put up with your snaky body now?"
Rodolphus appeared before him. "You traitor. I will kill you for what you did to my wife, and for betraying our lord. I will make it long and slow and then rape your wife and perhaps that son of yours before they die too."
Before Lucius could respond though Rabastan stood before him. "You little brother will do no such thing. You will die here and now like the worm you are."
Rodolphus laughed. "My big brother thinks he can take me down. There is a reason I was in the dark lord's inner circle and you never were."
Rabastan laughed. "Because you and your wife made such good little whores. You'd suck his cock off when he was done with her. Your wife was the real power."
Sur enough before Rodolphus could even get off his first spell he was taken down by his brother. He would have been dead years before as a complete failure for their lord if he had not warmed the lord's bed and if his wife had not saved his neck so many times.
Lucius looked at the others. "It is time we all reveal ourselves and make finish of this war."
All the death eaters who had been spies for the order uncovered themselves, many who Gideon had never known. Dear old Voldemort had never considered well how many traitors were among his troops until Lucius hoped was too late.
"We can't let all of the others take the credit for this. Come on." Rabastan screamed.
The centaurs kept their word and had their back with the archers including silver tipped arrows that they made sure to train only on the werewolves they knew among the enemies. The centaurs had good enough aim. The werewolves under Greyeyes headed off those towards the lakes and the giants took up defence of the school itself, protecting the doors to ensure that no one could enter the school. The elves had taken to the hippogriffs and the thestrals and were assaulting from the air and the vampires were helping keep the dementors at bay. Gideon had understood well that the soulless vampires had nothing to fear of the dementors and Vlad and his troops were only to happy to help.
Lucius turned the human troops towards the death eaters near their lord. "Take out the remaining inner circle. We take them down and the others will fall."
Remus had come to join them but suddenly a feral growl had come from behind. "Get back here you little bitten. You will die for standing with them."
Remus turned to see Ferrier. "You should know I'm a bitten, you bit me. I have waited since I was six to see you die like a begging puppy, at my hand Ferrier."
Lucius had turned back to help but Remus shook his head and directed Lucius to continue with his barrage on the other troops. Like Lucius had wanted his revenge on Bellatrix, he knew he could not deny Remus his revenge on the wolf that had bit him as a child. The other werewolves backed up. They'd destroy the traitor if Remus died but they understood the need for him to seek revenge on his maker. Purebloods were not made but born. Biting was not an honour among them.
Lucius led his troops up against the inner circle. "You will die and your troops will fall. Your master will soon follow."
Nott Sr. smirked at him. "You will die you traitor. Your little leader in there will fall and Voldemort will destroy you all."
Lucius prayed that Gideon and the other three could defeat Voldemort but now he had to do his part. Wand drawn he faced the most powerful troops on the dark side and while Lucius and Bellatrix had been the strongest among them, there were still those to be feared. He went at Nott, leader of the remaining death eaters and the one they needed to destroy. They were batting it out when Lucius was hit from behind by a blind shot from one of the death eaters.
Nott stood over him "You're a dead man and soon you're wife and son as well."
Suddenly the man was caught in mid chest by a green light. "No, you're the dead man and you're troops are almost decimated."
Lucius turned to see Remus in front of him, bleeding and hurt but alive. "I thought you were taking Ferrier on."
Remus snarled. "That so called pureblood died whelping like a puppy. Those werewolves under his command have gone running to the woods for safety."
Lucius laughed as he knew they'd not make it half that far as they'd soon be over taken by their own kind or by the centaurs. Remus was right, their enemies were being decimated. Now all that was left was for Gideon and the four to defeat Voldemort once and for all.
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Gideon was nearing exhaustion. They had thrown everything they could at Voldemort and yet he still stood before them. He saw his troops were winning but all would be lost if they could not win here.
Gideon turned to his husband. "We need to combine our powers. We need to unite."
Severus nodded. "The founder's prophecy. The prophecy says the founder's heirs must unite. Not just come back together, but they must unite."
Luna stepped to his side. "By the winds of Ravenclaw I offer you my magic."
Susan stood and took her hand as Luna had taken Gideon's. "By the waters of Hufflepuff I offer you my magic."
Severus held his husband's sword wrist. "By the soils and life of Slytherin, I offer you my powers."
Gideon smiled as he felt the magic coursing through him. "And by the fires of Gryffindor I unite us."
The power of the very ground and air that Hogwarts was built on flowed through them through their elements and like a great glowing light the four of them seemed to shimmer like apparitions in the night.
Voldemort looked at them. "United or not united, the four of you don't stand a chance. I will triumph."
Gideon pointed his sword at him. "And by the sword of Godric Gryffindor whose power comes from Merlin himself, I vanquish you."
The earth thundered in response to the power pulled through Gideon. His companions quaked as did the troops but his three supporters by his side remained steady on foot and like a volcanic eruption fire and power that could have destroyed the world itself, shot like lightening from his sword. As the light and explosion cleared and the great dome came down around them, the four founder's heirs stood triumphant and Voldemort was no more.
A cheer ran through their army, the enemies dead or defeated. Only a few casualties on their side. "Victory for the light." The cheer ran up from the crowds.
