Well, hello. I haven't updated in a long time. I'll be going faster since I want to get this finished before The Order of the Phoenix is released. Please R&R!!!
Thanks for reviewing: Lady Phoenix Gryffindor, mysia, bahamut9999. ambookworm247: the beginning was probably unnecessary,
But it is a little prehistory that will be explained later. Please keep reviewing I appreciate it!!!!
Here's the disclaimer, loud and clear: I. Don't. Own. Harry. Potter. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Part IV
Ron heaved a sigh that was immediately cut short by a pine branch whipping across his face. Sputtering he jogged to catch up with Hermione. Bloody hell, he thought, she doesn't have to take being a prefect THIS seriously!
"So, Hermione, could you please explain why we're running as fast as possible into the Forbidden Forest?" Ron drawled, ducking another branch. "There are still werewolves and ....and, and eight-foot high spiders out here."
"I don't see you shaking that hard in your boots," she answered primly. Ron rolled his eyes, he had to admit that he felt a lot safer when surrounded by nearly all of the Hogwart's faculty.
"And," Hermione continued, "The other schools are portkeying their students to a place outside the non-apparation boundaries. We have to make sure they get here safely, and the teachers needed more help."
"Why didn't they just use the Hogwarts Express?"
"The Express is a target for You-Know-Who..... Dumbledore didn't want to risk it. And don't blab that all over the place, Ron, I wasn't supposed to tell you."
"Don't worry," he sighed, "But isn't this even more risky?"
"Not if we're careful." Professor Sprout, who was off to their right started to give them and the other prefects and head boys and girls directions.
"Ron! Hermo-ninny!" They spun around to see Fleur, Krum, and a couple students with them.
"Hello! You made it here in one piece," Ron greeted them, eying Krum and Hermione uneasily. Hermione blushed.
BOOOOMMM....SHOOOOOOOOMMMMMM......... CCRRRAAAACCCKKK.... "Aaaahhhh!"
"Oh no," Ron groaned yanking out his wand, "Another attack..." He spun around to face the line of Deatheaters. Curses were flashing around and through trees all of the students and teachers' panicked faces were illuminated by the glow of the Deathmark. Hermione spun around and grabbed Krum and a younger boy beside him, giving them both a desperate shoves towards the school.
"Reyghatta!" Ron jerked his wand to point at the oncoming attacker as flames shot out of the wand. Screams to either side informed him that Hermione, Krum, and Fleur had also hit their targets. The girl ahead of him suddenly tripped grabbing her arm Ron yanked her up by the arm and helped her to run. Somehow, he wasn't panicking. Scared, yes, but knowing he had to do something helped him keep his head cool. His heart suddenly seemed to be in his throat. A curse gone awry had slashed right through a large tree...that was slowly toppling towards Hermione and Krum.... Everything fell into slow motion from there.
"LOOK OUT!" Sprinting into them after a few seconds of confusion the ground heaved appeared to reach up to hit their faces. All together the trio scrambled to their feet, Ron and Krum so quickly they nearly butted heads.
"Whoa, you two have gotten pretty good," Krum breathed. At another time Ron would have burst with pride and triumph. But not now.
"After we got attacked in Diagon Alley, Dumbledore decided we had better have some more training...sometimes he teaches us himself," he explained matter-of-factly. Hermione gave him a startled glance. Ron's dull, unemotional tone unnerved her.
"Come on we had better hurry," she intervened.
Running, they could see a gathering of Hogwarts up ahead. Then came another splintering crack. Hermione shrieked.
"They're going to cut us off!" Several wands swung around to aim at them.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," an amiable voice stated. A black-cloaked figure rested against a tree trunk between the Deatheaters and the group of students from Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons. The figure straightened up. The Deatheaters never stood a chance.
"Let the living wood become my slave, obey all my commands, surround my weak and foolish foes, secure them where they stand!" A rumble sounded just before thorny vines and roots exploded from the ground wrapping and binding about the attackers. The trees seem to rocket skyward, the branches grappling with those in flight.
"You're doing exceptionally well." Hermione and Ron jumped as they were addressed. The cloaked wizard turned to leave.
"Hey, wait a minute. Who are you?!" Ron demanded. There was a chuckle.
"I must have said this before. You don't need to know right now. But you will. You will."
Thanks for reviewing: Lady Phoenix Gryffindor, mysia, bahamut9999. ambookworm247: the beginning was probably unnecessary,
But it is a little prehistory that will be explained later. Please keep reviewing I appreciate it!!!!
Here's the disclaimer, loud and clear: I. Don't. Own. Harry. Potter. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Part IV
Ron heaved a sigh that was immediately cut short by a pine branch whipping across his face. Sputtering he jogged to catch up with Hermione. Bloody hell, he thought, she doesn't have to take being a prefect THIS seriously!
"So, Hermione, could you please explain why we're running as fast as possible into the Forbidden Forest?" Ron drawled, ducking another branch. "There are still werewolves and ....and, and eight-foot high spiders out here."
"I don't see you shaking that hard in your boots," she answered primly. Ron rolled his eyes, he had to admit that he felt a lot safer when surrounded by nearly all of the Hogwart's faculty.
"And," Hermione continued, "The other schools are portkeying their students to a place outside the non-apparation boundaries. We have to make sure they get here safely, and the teachers needed more help."
"Why didn't they just use the Hogwarts Express?"
"The Express is a target for You-Know-Who..... Dumbledore didn't want to risk it. And don't blab that all over the place, Ron, I wasn't supposed to tell you."
"Don't worry," he sighed, "But isn't this even more risky?"
"Not if we're careful." Professor Sprout, who was off to their right started to give them and the other prefects and head boys and girls directions.
"Ron! Hermo-ninny!" They spun around to see Fleur, Krum, and a couple students with them.
"Hello! You made it here in one piece," Ron greeted them, eying Krum and Hermione uneasily. Hermione blushed.
BOOOOMMM....SHOOOOOOOOMMMMMM......... CCRRRAAAACCCKKK.... "Aaaahhhh!"
"Oh no," Ron groaned yanking out his wand, "Another attack..." He spun around to face the line of Deatheaters. Curses were flashing around and through trees all of the students and teachers' panicked faces were illuminated by the glow of the Deathmark. Hermione spun around and grabbed Krum and a younger boy beside him, giving them both a desperate shoves towards the school.
"Reyghatta!" Ron jerked his wand to point at the oncoming attacker as flames shot out of the wand. Screams to either side informed him that Hermione, Krum, and Fleur had also hit their targets. The girl ahead of him suddenly tripped grabbing her arm Ron yanked her up by the arm and helped her to run. Somehow, he wasn't panicking. Scared, yes, but knowing he had to do something helped him keep his head cool. His heart suddenly seemed to be in his throat. A curse gone awry had slashed right through a large tree...that was slowly toppling towards Hermione and Krum.... Everything fell into slow motion from there.
"LOOK OUT!" Sprinting into them after a few seconds of confusion the ground heaved appeared to reach up to hit their faces. All together the trio scrambled to their feet, Ron and Krum so quickly they nearly butted heads.
"Whoa, you two have gotten pretty good," Krum breathed. At another time Ron would have burst with pride and triumph. But not now.
"After we got attacked in Diagon Alley, Dumbledore decided we had better have some more training...sometimes he teaches us himself," he explained matter-of-factly. Hermione gave him a startled glance. Ron's dull, unemotional tone unnerved her.
"Come on we had better hurry," she intervened.
Running, they could see a gathering of Hogwarts up ahead. Then came another splintering crack. Hermione shrieked.
"They're going to cut us off!" Several wands swung around to aim at them.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," an amiable voice stated. A black-cloaked figure rested against a tree trunk between the Deatheaters and the group of students from Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons. The figure straightened up. The Deatheaters never stood a chance.
"Let the living wood become my slave, obey all my commands, surround my weak and foolish foes, secure them where they stand!" A rumble sounded just before thorny vines and roots exploded from the ground wrapping and binding about the attackers. The trees seem to rocket skyward, the branches grappling with those in flight.
"You're doing exceptionally well." Hermione and Ron jumped as they were addressed. The cloaked wizard turned to leave.
"Hey, wait a minute. Who are you?!" Ron demanded. There was a chuckle.
"I must have said this before. You don't need to know right now. But you will. You will."
