Dumbledore walked into the middle of the circle and raised his staff while
the others raised the swords while the smoky animals danced around them.
Dumbledore nodded to Draco, who, without even asking, knew what to do. He drew a deep breath and pointed his sword towards the ceiling.
"POWER TO SALAZAR SLYTHERIN, DRACO WILKINS!" Draco, suddenly glowed all around him, a deep, emerald green then was dressed in it and silver. He looked over to Hermione, motioning for her to do the same.
"POWER TO GODRIC GRYFFINDOR, HERMIONE GRANGER!" Hermione cried, glowed scarlet, then was dressed in the deep, blood red and gold.
"POWER TO ROWENA RAVENCLAW, KEITH GARLETTS!" The same thing happened to him, now clothed in navy blue and stormy grey.
"POWER TO HELGA HUFFLEPUFF, LORUS LEGGS!" He now too, was clad in canary yellow and black.
"POWER TO THE FOUNDERS!" They all hollered, including Dumbledore. The creatures now, became solid. All at least ten times the regular size. Gold shimmered from the lion as he shook his mane, Hermione reached out to pet it.
The Battle then grew on, Hogwarts with more magic then three hundred Dark Lords combined. All from four simple swords, four simple people. But these simple professors had more than just hope, they had faith in each other. Most of The Death Eaters died while the others fled. Voldemort was one of the people that ran away.
"Hey! What's happening?" Cried Keith as he glowed neon blue again, then was dressed the way he was before the spell. The same thing happened to everyone else and the animals became dust.
Dumbledore smiled, a tear falling from his eye. "We won," Said he.
The Great Hall then was filled with cheering, they had defeated Lord Voldemort and The Death Eaters. Snape walked over to Hermione and Draco, who were sharing a warm embrace. He raised his eyebrow and smirked at them. "Guess who I found in the dungeons." Hermione suddenly giggled, she forgot she left Lucius Malfoy, petrified, all by himself.
Dumbledore sent an owl to The Ministry of Magic, who came straight away from Lucius' arrest. When they got there, Cornelius Fudge had heard the story, repeated it to The Daily Prophet, and all the professors won Order of Merlin, First Class.
Albus shook hands with everyone and decided they should all have a feast for this happy occasion.
After the Great Hall was all cleaned up, The professors all had a small banquet to themselves. Draco was just spooning some pudding onto his plate when he felt someone squeeze his knee gently. He looked up and saw Dumbledore smiling at him.
"You showed true courage, Draco Wilkins. Five years ago, I would have never expected something so true from you. You have changed." Draco smiled, he was happy that he had changed. Albus then cleared his throat and stood up, his goblet raised.
"Even though we did win, we must make a toast to those who have died. To Patrice Blaise!"
"To Patrice Blaise," Everyone murmured and had a draught of their wine.
Dumbledore still stood.
"To Narcissa Wilkins."
"Narcissa Wilkins," Everyone muttered again and drank. Dumbledore sat back down. Wine for Blood, Blood and Wine. Draco looked down at his food and thought of his mother, then, suddenly bolted out of his chair.
"How did you know my mother is deceased?" Draco asked Albus. The Headmaster's eyes twinkled and he winked. Draco laughed, Albus must have been able to read minds which came as no surprise since he is a very powerful wizard.
Hermione and Draco both resigned from being professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Draco went to his mother's funeral and returned to The Wilkins Mansion, turning the M back in a W. Hermione went back to work as a reporter, still dating Draco Wilkins.
The beginning has passed, the middle has as well. There was only one thing left to end the trilogy, Spirits and Swords. Spirits and Swords will hit the net soon, so watch for it if we want to read more.
THE END...almost
Dumbledore nodded to Draco, who, without even asking, knew what to do. He drew a deep breath and pointed his sword towards the ceiling.
"POWER TO SALAZAR SLYTHERIN, DRACO WILKINS!" Draco, suddenly glowed all around him, a deep, emerald green then was dressed in it and silver. He looked over to Hermione, motioning for her to do the same.
"POWER TO GODRIC GRYFFINDOR, HERMIONE GRANGER!" Hermione cried, glowed scarlet, then was dressed in the deep, blood red and gold.
"POWER TO ROWENA RAVENCLAW, KEITH GARLETTS!" The same thing happened to him, now clothed in navy blue and stormy grey.
"POWER TO HELGA HUFFLEPUFF, LORUS LEGGS!" He now too, was clad in canary yellow and black.
"POWER TO THE FOUNDERS!" They all hollered, including Dumbledore. The creatures now, became solid. All at least ten times the regular size. Gold shimmered from the lion as he shook his mane, Hermione reached out to pet it.
The Battle then grew on, Hogwarts with more magic then three hundred Dark Lords combined. All from four simple swords, four simple people. But these simple professors had more than just hope, they had faith in each other. Most of The Death Eaters died while the others fled. Voldemort was one of the people that ran away.
"Hey! What's happening?" Cried Keith as he glowed neon blue again, then was dressed the way he was before the spell. The same thing happened to everyone else and the animals became dust.
Dumbledore smiled, a tear falling from his eye. "We won," Said he.
The Great Hall then was filled with cheering, they had defeated Lord Voldemort and The Death Eaters. Snape walked over to Hermione and Draco, who were sharing a warm embrace. He raised his eyebrow and smirked at them. "Guess who I found in the dungeons." Hermione suddenly giggled, she forgot she left Lucius Malfoy, petrified, all by himself.
Dumbledore sent an owl to The Ministry of Magic, who came straight away from Lucius' arrest. When they got there, Cornelius Fudge had heard the story, repeated it to The Daily Prophet, and all the professors won Order of Merlin, First Class.
Albus shook hands with everyone and decided they should all have a feast for this happy occasion.
After the Great Hall was all cleaned up, The professors all had a small banquet to themselves. Draco was just spooning some pudding onto his plate when he felt someone squeeze his knee gently. He looked up and saw Dumbledore smiling at him.
"You showed true courage, Draco Wilkins. Five years ago, I would have never expected something so true from you. You have changed." Draco smiled, he was happy that he had changed. Albus then cleared his throat and stood up, his goblet raised.
"Even though we did win, we must make a toast to those who have died. To Patrice Blaise!"
"To Patrice Blaise," Everyone murmured and had a draught of their wine.
Dumbledore still stood.
"To Narcissa Wilkins."
"Narcissa Wilkins," Everyone muttered again and drank. Dumbledore sat back down. Wine for Blood, Blood and Wine. Draco looked down at his food and thought of his mother, then, suddenly bolted out of his chair.
"How did you know my mother is deceased?" Draco asked Albus. The Headmaster's eyes twinkled and he winked. Draco laughed, Albus must have been able to read minds which came as no surprise since he is a very powerful wizard.
Hermione and Draco both resigned from being professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Draco went to his mother's funeral and returned to The Wilkins Mansion, turning the M back in a W. Hermione went back to work as a reporter, still dating Draco Wilkins.
The beginning has passed, the middle has as well. There was only one thing left to end the trilogy, Spirits and Swords. Spirits and Swords will hit the net soon, so watch for it if we want to read more.
THE END...almost