A/N: Wow. I can't believe people liked this story enough to review! Yes, I realize there are only 3 reviews, but still. I must say this now: I have ABSOLUTELY no clue as to what the HELL I'm doing. Not all of this is planned, and the planned parts will probably change.
DISCLAIMER: Stupid Rowling owns everything. I have NOTHING! *bursts into tears for lack of possessions* Wait… the plot is…MINE! I OWN something! Woo-hoo! I also own the CD this song is on, but I doubt that counts for much. I didn't see a penny from its sale except the cash that LEFT my hand.
Thank-you to all of my lovely reviewers:
Nikki- Of COURSE they didn't fit together. I'M writing this, after all. J/K. Yeah, I'm going to fix it up after I finish the fic.
SunKitten- YAY! I have found a fellow Blind fan (other that my incredibly odd friend). Correction on your review: It was Fëanor who rode to the gates of Angband, not Fingolfin (God, I hate that name…but I guess it's better than Finarfin *shudder*). You may want to check out my incredibly odd friend's fic. Her penname is El Borla Cynara, and the fic is called Battlefield. Gee, guess which song she used. : P
Deimos- Damn cool name. Don't worry, I'll be writing more. Like I said, I plan for this to be 18 chapters.
Chapter 2 Finally I've found myselfIn these lands
Horror and madness I've seen hereHarry quickened his pace as he strode toward the dungeons. He stopped in front of the entrance to the Slytherin common room and said the password. The passageway opened to reveal the shimmering green walls of the common room. The person Harry had come to see sat in front of the fire.
"I knew you were coming," said the figure in the chair.
"What's the word? What have they said?"
Draco Malfoy rose from the plush chair and walked over to a table with two glasses of water on it. He handed one to Harry before answering. "They say that now is the time to attack, when Dumbledore is weak, and their leader unsure and inexperienced. Voldemort has said that this will be the final battle between the forces of Light and Dark."
Harry nodded. He had expected as much, and needed other information. "Is it only them? Do they have creatures in the forest? What are their numbers?"
Malfoy smirked. He may be working for the Order, but he was still a Malfoy. "Curious little warlord, aren't you?"
"Draco, this is no time to be smart. I need those answers!"
"Jesus, Harry! Calm down," Draco reassured. "They've said that they won't attack until you're out on the field. They don't want to let you get away." Harry nodded before Draco continued. "There are about a hundred and a half of them, plus two score dementors. I don't know if they have creatures or not. I was never told, but I don't hear everything."
Harry sighed. He glanced at the boy next to him. "Well, if they're waiting for us to be there, that gives us a bit of time. But we still don't have much. Their patience will run thin."
"Hm. Then it'll end up like last time. A bloody massacre, leaving more of the few we had for dead on the foggy hills, many of the others wounded."
"And Dumbledore near death," finished Harry, thinking of the beloved Headmaster who now lay on his deathbed. There was an awkward pause where neither boy knew quite what to say. "Our last meeting will be in a little more than twenty minutes in the Gryffindor common room. You'll be there?"
"I was here in the beginning when the Order was reborn; I'll be there to see it finish."
Harry left without a word, pausing only to nod to Draco at the entrance. He decided he needed to clear his mind before he tried to think, so he began the climb up to the astronomy tower. It was still early morning, and no light would show itself, not even the stars.
None of this should have happened, he thought. No one should have to endure these pains and hardships. We have seen more innocent people die in the past three years than people one hundred years ago saw in two decades. I saw Cedric go down first. Next was a small group of unknown wizards who tried to form an underground movement. They were only recognizable as wizards by the shards of broken wood that had been strewn about the mangled corpses. I was the one who found the bodies on the doorsteps of Hogwarts. I saw Percy Weasley fall when he took the Avada in an effort to save a muggle family from enslavement. I was fighting back-to-back with Dumbledore himself when he was hit with the Avada in the last battle. Had it not been for his knowledge of forgotten magic, he would be dead on the field now as well.
Malfoy. Where would the Order be now if not for the help of Draco Malfoy? He was indeed there at the first meeting of the Order after the rising of Voldemort. We all thought Dumbledore was mad to let him in. He was the son of a Death Eater, and one of the top ones at that. Why was he here, now, at the meeting? It was because of his grandmother. She had been killed by Lucius as an example to Draco of what happened to people who did not follow the Dark Lord. He was under the imperius, and could not look away. He wanted to be a part of what she had fought for; what she had died for. His defiance of his father was not openly displayed. Draco was given his Dark Mark after fifth year, and served as the Order's spy. Snape well knew that Voldemort would kill him if he returned, and therefore could no longer serve in espionage. He gained small bits of information from the weakest of the Dark Lord's crowd, but Draco brought back everything. Voldemort trusted him.
Harry glanced out the window of the astronomy tower at the flickering candles and sighed once more. It was time to live out his purpose. He walked briskly down the stairs that lead to the Gryffindor tower.
A/N: Sorry, but I have to leave it there, otherwise I'll start going into the next chapter, which would make NO sense with the bit of lyrics I've used for this chapter. I am also sorry it took this long to update, but I've been loaded down with homework, babysitting, and my other fics. I am also also sorry that this chapter was bloody horrible, and I promise it will get darker and angstier. Well, I hope so anyway. I'm not to good at this. If this seems a bit choppy, it's because I stopped typing partway through, and when I got back on the computer, I had forgotten where the hell I was going with this chapter. I can assure you it wasn't originally the astronomy tower.
I still have no BETA, so if you want to, e-mail me with the subject line beta or fan fiction so I won't delete it. Do you really want to trust my fic in the hands of Sharon…Didn't think so.
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