9: The war

A/N I must say I quite liked writing this chapter, lots of battling and stuff! Heh. Enjoy!

Everyone woke early the next day. The upcoming war was fast approaching, and Harry knew it wasn't like a Quidditch match, or a task in the tri wizard tournament- this war would involve a lot of deaths. But Harry wasn't feeling nervous this time; instead he tried to squash down his anger with Voldemort. The Gryffindors all went down to the great hall together, where Talon Stride was handing out deadly long swords, saying they were just for 'Backup' Harry grinned at him. He was grateful for the sword, as he could revert to something that he was good at in battle.

Dumbledore beckoned Harry to him. And talked to him quietly.

'Listen Harry, you'll be in charge of the fifth year students, as this is your first battle in the order of phoenix. We would put you in charge of a bigger group, but we need to see your ability' Harry nodded, in fact, he was grateful for a small group. He walked over to where all of the fifth years were gathered. Surprisingly, the only Slytherin there was Draco Malfoy.

'Listen up people' Harry said loudly, and every fifth year focused their attention on him. 'I'll be leading this regiment today, so please listen to me on the battle field' Draco Malfoy coughed.

'Why should we listen to you, Potter?' He drawled. Harry remained calm.

'Because of this' He said, withdrawing the amulet of phoenix, which had been a present when he joined the order. There were a few gasps, and Draco looked a little crestfallen.

'When the battle starts, we will wait outside Hogsmeade, until the other groups need back up' Harry continued 'So you will wait on the other side of the hill until I say to charge. When we do join the fray, We'll need to stick together' That concluded his speech, and Harry moved to Draco Malfoy, he felt a little sorry for him, as he was with no friends.

'What is it Potter?' Draco snapped. This didn't deter Harry.

'Draco why are you going to war against people who you grew up with, and were taught to follow?' Draco shivered.

'The things they do to people. I'm made to watch the most gruesome ones, it's- it's terrible' He shivered again. Harry felt pity towards him, but refrained from talking any more, he gave Draco a reassuring smile, and went and joined Ron and Hermione.

Only a few people managed to eat breakfast that morning, Harry was one of them. Even some of the teachers were incredibly nervous, but Dumbledore of course remained calm. At seven o'clock the Students and Adults marched down to Hogsmeade. The fifth and sixth years stayed out of sight, and stayed behind a massive hill.

Finally it seemed that the orders army had arrived, hundreds of red and gold clad figures were apparating into Hogsmeade. It seemed Dumbledore was in charge of these people. Harry ordered his fifth years to stay low, so they were not seen.

The whole world around them seemed to have gone silent, there were no birds in the sky, the trees had stopped swaying, and the wind had stopped blowing. Nature seemed to have noticed the importance of this war, and kept quiet. The silence was a crescendo of thoughts and feelings. Everyone was thinking their last thoughts before the battle, about their parents and family.

Suddenly there was a shifting in the air, and sounds of wands shooting hexes and curses filled the sky. Harry whispered for his regiment to keep quiet and low. It was very difficult. Hearing the cries and shouts below it was hard not to just run in and help.

Now his father said

'NOW!' Screamed Harry, charging up the hill, accompanied by dozens and dozens of his school friends. Harry immediately saw why his father has suggested this time, all the death eaters had their backs to them. He immediately shot a Stunning spell at the nearest death eater, as other people did as well. Around sixteen of the death eaters fell from their first attack. Many of the others turned around and shot quick killing curses at them. Harry dived out of the way as a green bolt of energy was shot his way. Rolling out of his fall, he drew his long sword, and leapt towards the nearest death eater. Again the world seemed to slow, and began to feel comfortable with his blade.

A few minutes later, Harry still had his blade drawn. He was the only one. The rest of the school students were shooting stunning spells like mad. Harry fought his way to Talon, who was surrounded by death eaters and look as if he needed a bit of help. Harry swung at one of the death eaters and decapitated him instantly. He blocked another spell with his sword, and glanced the attacker with his sword. Suddenly the village of Hogsmeade was filled with more black figures. It was obvious that the defenders were out numbered. Harry saw Dumbledore's army start to retreat and he ordered the same thing himself, shouting over all the battle noise.

'But what about you!' Ron yelled back. Harry and Talon were now completely surrounded by death eaters, and were forced entirely to defend themselves.

'Never mind!' Harry yelled 'Just get out of here!' Ron didn't need telling again, he turned and ran back towards the castle, Hermione beside him. Harry suddenly took a chance; he swirled around, and stabbed a death eater quickly with his now incredibly bloody blade, This meant Harry could have been unprotected but he was too quick, he wheeled round an swung at another death eater. The only 'good' people left in the fight now was Harry and Talon. Suddenly a voice boomed over the crowd of Death Eaters, Harry saw that there were also werewolves and vampires.

'Leave them!' The death eaters left Harry and Talon alone at once.

'I'll get help' Talon whispered. With that he apparated away. Harry felt quite alone. He suddenly felt a little strange, and was transported upon the rooftop of Honeydukes, the wizarding sweet shop.

'Ah. Mr Potter' It was Voldemort, yet Harry didn't need to hear his voice. The splitting pain in his scar told him that Lord Voldemort was standing right behind him. Harry turned around on the roof slowly, fear slowly settled in his stomach, but then was replaced with anger; he turned his slow circle into a quick spin. The thoughts of his dead parents, and all the people Voldemort had killed filled his head, as he leapt towards the Dark Lord. However, he was blasted back as his sword went flying, and Voldemort grabbed it.

'I wouldn't try anything rash in front of me' He whispered in his cruel, cold voice. It seemed to pierce through Harry like a dagger. Harry slowly got to his feet, glaring at Voldemort. The dark lords eyes glowed red, with pure evil. The death eaters below cheered, as Harry was knocked down again.

As Harry clambered to his feet again, and this time was ready. He leapt away as a orange bolt flew from Voldemort's wand, it sizzled as it touched the rooftop. He pulled out his wand, and as Voldemort muttered another spell, Harry muttered 'Reflectus' and the blue bolt of electricity Voldemort had sent bounced back, catching him in the leg. He barely flinched as it hit him.

'I think play time is now over' The Dark lord muttered cruelly. Suddenly the green light of the killing curse was sizzling towards Harry, and he barely ducked out of the way. However th next spell was too quick for Harry to dodge.

'Crucio' Harry felt the burning start. He wrenched back helplessly as pain consumed him; he barely managed not to scream, and he began to feel incredibly weak, the curse was going on for too long, surely Lord Voldemort would have some mercy. Harry felt himself slipping into a welcome, painless unconsciousness. But the curse stopped. Harry struggled to pull himself up, but failed, he fell back to the ground panting. The Dark Lord stood over him, laughing softly.

'Again, Harry you are beaten. I'm sure you will like it back with your parents' that did it. Harry felt a burning anger rise up with in him. The anger swelled even more, and felt as if it would explode Harry completely. Feeling his strength returned he somersaulted to his feet, and pointed his wand at Voldemort. Even without saying anything, the wand knew exactly what Harry wanted. A red beam streaked through the air, this one had specks of gold trailing form it. The streak hit the unprepared Dark Lord, and he was blasted of his feet, landing near the edge of the rooftop. Harry watched this with pleasure. He ran up to Voldemort, who was now prepared, He kicked Harry out of the way.

Harry it is not the time to do this His parents voices chorused, in a worried tone You will meet him, but now is not the time. Channel your energy and focus on Hogwarts.

Harry did what they said, and he began to shift, he felt himself, land on the Hogwarts grass, but heard the satisfying roar of an angry Voldemort, as he disappeared.

Harry fell to his knees. His power was again failing, And the world around him began to slip away, he willed himself to fall into a bout of unconsciousness, as he ell on the warm fluffy grass. He vaguely felt someone pick him up, and didn't say, nor do anything for the next two days

A/N what did you think. Oh no, now Hogsmeade is taken, what will Happen, did anyone really important perish? Find out next chappy.R/R! I have ONE review (Thanks by the way Dog) And I need more! – puleeease!