A/N: Here ya go! I know this is a short Fan Fic, but I didn't think it
would work if I made it longer. I may do a sequel in the future, but not
now. Let me know what you think about that!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling's characters, my plot (hopefully).
NOTE: THIS CHAPTER IS SET TWO WEEKS LATER.
1 Looking Back.
Chapter Two: After.
It's all over. When I say that, I'm not being entirely truthful. There's still an awful lot of clearing up and sorting out still to do, but the 'Darkness' is gone. Last week, the final battle took place.
Dumbledore's head appeared in my fireplace. He said he needed me to get to Hogsmeade as quickly as possible. Our spy (Severus Snape) had informed Dumbledore that she was going to attack Hogsmeade, and then Hogwarts. Of course, I immediately apparated to the Three Broomsticks, where I had been told we were going to meet. Everyone was nervous. There was Sirius Black, who had been cleared when Cornelius Fudge had stood down as Minister, Remus Lupin, Rubeus Hagrid, that great big fool, Severus Snape (I had, by now, stopped calling him Professor), and of course, Albus Dumbledore. I arrived just as the battle was about to start. We went outside, and the first thing we had to do was fire the Patronus Charm. She, like Voldemort before her, had enlisted the Dementors. Those who couldn't do the Patronus Charm, like Hagrid, just had to hope.
It was a long battle. Our side fought bravely, but they were slowly and surely beating us. They had Giants, Dementors and all sorts of other beasts. We only had wands. Even the Aurors were being defeated. Fawkes killed Nagini, but not before receiving a fatal wound. Voldemort had given her his Parselmouth abilities. We were almost defeated, and I was one of the few left alive. Snape, Black, Lupin, Hagrid, even Dumbledore were all dead. We were just about to surrender and hope she would be too tired to torture us properly when he arrived.
At the time, nobody knew who the strange figure in the black hooded cloak was. We were unable to see his face. I thought that maybe he was on their side, arriving to kill us all, when he cast a powerful spell, and all the dark wizards just died! All, that is, but her. She just stood there, laughing. I don't think she recognised him, but she was still laughing. It was then that it happened. He challenged her to a duel.
Their duel lasted for five minutes, though it seemed to last for five hours. The strange thing was, she would shout the Cruciatus or the Imperious Curse at him, and he would just throw it off, it wouldn't even affect him! However, the duel ended, and she was dead. However, he actually knelt down by her body, took it in his arms, and cried. It was then that he pulled down the hood of his cloak, and I was able to recognise him. The first thing I saw was his hair, bright red. I did not remember knowing anyone with red hair, until suddenly it hit me. It was him, their friend, who everybody thought was dead! Weasley was actually alive.
As I have already said, that was last week. We are now friends. We even have nicknames! At school I did not have any proper friends, only Crabbe and Goyle. I missed out on all of the things friends share, nicknames being one of those things. I suppose I already had the nickname, but hated it too much then. Ron is Weasel, and I am Ferret. Weasel is actually the new Minister of Magic, as Minister Longbottom was killed in the battle.
Weasel told me how he became so powerful. After Hermione killed Harry, he fled, fearing his life. He found somewhere to hide and was able to study secretly. Once a month he would sneak into Hogwarts using Harry's old Invisibility Cloak, and do some research in the library. It was on one of these trips that he found an ancient book, which he thinks was written by Merlin himself. It was in that book that he found all the powerful spells, spells that had been lost for centuries. He will not let anybody see the book, doesn't wish for people to get 'the wrong idea'.
I am waiting for him to arrive now. We have taken to meeting up every other day to discuss what is to be done in the wizarding world now that the 'Darkness' has been destroyed. We are constantly looking for way to prevent something similar ever happening again. Currently we are having no luck, but you never know.
The doorbell has just rung. I have to go.
The End.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling's characters, my plot (hopefully).
NOTE: THIS CHAPTER IS SET TWO WEEKS LATER.
1 Looking Back.
Chapter Two: After.
It's all over. When I say that, I'm not being entirely truthful. There's still an awful lot of clearing up and sorting out still to do, but the 'Darkness' is gone. Last week, the final battle took place.
Dumbledore's head appeared in my fireplace. He said he needed me to get to Hogsmeade as quickly as possible. Our spy (Severus Snape) had informed Dumbledore that she was going to attack Hogsmeade, and then Hogwarts. Of course, I immediately apparated to the Three Broomsticks, where I had been told we were going to meet. Everyone was nervous. There was Sirius Black, who had been cleared when Cornelius Fudge had stood down as Minister, Remus Lupin, Rubeus Hagrid, that great big fool, Severus Snape (I had, by now, stopped calling him Professor), and of course, Albus Dumbledore. I arrived just as the battle was about to start. We went outside, and the first thing we had to do was fire the Patronus Charm. She, like Voldemort before her, had enlisted the Dementors. Those who couldn't do the Patronus Charm, like Hagrid, just had to hope.
It was a long battle. Our side fought bravely, but they were slowly and surely beating us. They had Giants, Dementors and all sorts of other beasts. We only had wands. Even the Aurors were being defeated. Fawkes killed Nagini, but not before receiving a fatal wound. Voldemort had given her his Parselmouth abilities. We were almost defeated, and I was one of the few left alive. Snape, Black, Lupin, Hagrid, even Dumbledore were all dead. We were just about to surrender and hope she would be too tired to torture us properly when he arrived.
At the time, nobody knew who the strange figure in the black hooded cloak was. We were unable to see his face. I thought that maybe he was on their side, arriving to kill us all, when he cast a powerful spell, and all the dark wizards just died! All, that is, but her. She just stood there, laughing. I don't think she recognised him, but she was still laughing. It was then that it happened. He challenged her to a duel.
Their duel lasted for five minutes, though it seemed to last for five hours. The strange thing was, she would shout the Cruciatus or the Imperious Curse at him, and he would just throw it off, it wouldn't even affect him! However, the duel ended, and she was dead. However, he actually knelt down by her body, took it in his arms, and cried. It was then that he pulled down the hood of his cloak, and I was able to recognise him. The first thing I saw was his hair, bright red. I did not remember knowing anyone with red hair, until suddenly it hit me. It was him, their friend, who everybody thought was dead! Weasley was actually alive.
As I have already said, that was last week. We are now friends. We even have nicknames! At school I did not have any proper friends, only Crabbe and Goyle. I missed out on all of the things friends share, nicknames being one of those things. I suppose I already had the nickname, but hated it too much then. Ron is Weasel, and I am Ferret. Weasel is actually the new Minister of Magic, as Minister Longbottom was killed in the battle.
Weasel told me how he became so powerful. After Hermione killed Harry, he fled, fearing his life. He found somewhere to hide and was able to study secretly. Once a month he would sneak into Hogwarts using Harry's old Invisibility Cloak, and do some research in the library. It was on one of these trips that he found an ancient book, which he thinks was written by Merlin himself. It was in that book that he found all the powerful spells, spells that had been lost for centuries. He will not let anybody see the book, doesn't wish for people to get 'the wrong idea'.
I am waiting for him to arrive now. We have taken to meeting up every other day to discuss what is to be done in the wizarding world now that the 'Darkness' has been destroyed. We are constantly looking for way to prevent something similar ever happening again. Currently we are having no luck, but you never know.
The doorbell has just rung. I have to go.
The End.