A/N - The last chapter was the one that took the darkest turn. The story will be different than when I first started. In the beginning, it was only training and even then there wasn't as much mention of death. Now it gets deadlier. Let the war begin. These next few chapters won't be much, there just glossing over the fifth, sixth, and seventh year of our heroes. I changed this chapter very slightly, instead of a sword Alta will be wielding a scythe. Happy Holidays!

The past few months had been hectic. The group had just begun their fifth year. The ministry declared Harry as a liar. Voldemort was recruiting wizards/witches and terrorizing muggles. Meanwhile, Harry and his friends had been preparing for war. Harry and Alta, Henry and Emma, and Nevile and Hermione went on more dates. And with more dates the closer they became. Harry started Quidditch practice once again. And to make matters worse Umbridge had usurped all authority of the teachers and now ran the school. Allowing her Slytherin cronies free run of the castle. But this problem would be dealt with very soon.

Around Holloween, all the students were summoned into the Great Hall. Instead of sitting at tables, they all had to stand in rows. The toad was standing at the end of the Great Hall waiting for everybody to get in place. Of course, she was flanked by two people nobody recognized, one of a masculine shape and one of a feminine shape.

"Hello children," She said in her sickly sweet voice, "I have heard rumors about a certain student gathering that goes against the rules. If the perpetrators would kindly step out of the crowd and show themselves it would be appreciated." The four looked at each other and shrugged as they walked out into the middle of the Great Hall.

"I see it's you four. Well, I had a feeling it would be you four, and I had hoped it would come to this. Crucio!" She aimed her wand at Emma as she said this. The whole student body pushed to the walls. Nevile and Hermione were on opposite sides of the hall with shields already up and protecting everybody. Emma, expecting this, moved her head to the left to avoid the spell. She growled as she flicked her wand at Umbridge sending her flying to the end of the hall.

The two hooded figures pulled out their wands before anybody else could do anything and fired a killing curse at Henry and Alta. They quickly dodged it before they responded in kind with blasting spells. The figures shielded and then whispered and shot a blue light out of their wands. Henry put up a pink shield and Alta fired two black bolts of lightning at the figures. The masculine figure was hit and blown back while the feminine dodged. Henry quickly fired off a pink spell that the man dodged. The woman made black smoke appear from her wand and sneaked behind Henry, she unsheathed her dagger and went to plunge it into his neck when it was stopped by a pitch-black scythe. The scythe was wielded by the Champion of Death herself.

The two women danced a deadly dance with their blades. It was a continuous battle of metal crashing onto each other. Finally, the champion of death got the upper hand and plunged her blade through the thigh of the other woman. The other woman fell to the ground as the sword dissipated. Her hood fell off. Alta gasped. It was the woman from the graveyard.

"You!" Alta gasped.

"Yes, Lady of Death, It is I, Bellona, Champion of Morgana. You have not bested me yet," She looked at Henry, "We'll meet again handsome." She summoned her wand and created a flash of light that blinded everyone in the room. When people could see again, all they saw was the spot where Bellona was. But this time it was empty. Henry and Alta checked each other out for injuries while on the other side Harry was facing his own adversary.

The man had recovered from the spell he was hit with and saw that Bellona was dealing with Henry and Alta. He looked to the other two, Harry and Emma. He pulled out Clarent and held it in his left hand. He pulled out his wand and held it in his right hand. He charged the two. When he got close enough he shot a spell at Emma and swung his sword at Harry. Emma got hit by the spell and fell to the ground. Harry sidestepped the sword and drew Excalibur. The sword emitted a soft glow as Harry jabbed at the man. It was deftly blocked and returned with a slash. The two men went back and forth, slashing and jabbing. Finally, Harry had the man up against the wall with Excalibur against the man's throat. The man started taunting,

"You didn't think it would be this easy to kill me did you?" The man laughed. Emma was plagued by a vision of what would happen. Her eyes widened as she lunged forward shoved Harry out of the way and stopped moving. Blood leaked out of her mouth as she dropped to the ground. A dagger in her side. She was dead. The man pulled the dagger from her stomach and was going to look up when he felt a sword plunge into his stomach. Henry had picked up Clarent from the ground and imbued himself with the strength that no mortal should have. He stabbed the man in the stomach and moved the sword so that it cut his skull in half. The man collapsed dead. Henry dropped to the ground. In the process of doing so, he did not notice the sword he had used disappeared. He cradled Emma in his arms crying over her dead body.

Champions

Little did anyone know, the sword the man had used had reappeared to Bellona. For the rest of that night, she cried. Her love was gone.