A/N: Okay, so it's been a while. Over a month isn't THAT long, is it? *Gives a nervous laugh as readers unsheathe knives of various shapes and sizes* Erm, yeah, well…I'm sorry. I've been a bit distracted by the stupid fluffy pink plot bunnies dancing about in my head and nipping me with other story ideas. Damn rabbits!
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Chapter 7I'll dare you
Come out
You coward
Now it's me or you
The portrait hole swung open loudly, and slammed again. No one could look Harry in the eye as he swept through the room. He stopped at the large table. Finally, Ginny spoke to him softly. "I'd handed out tasks to people to get things done. This is what we have." She handed the paper stacks to Harry.
"Good," Harry replied. He glanced through the material once, and then looked up. "Has everyone had a chance to look over this? Do they know what they're doing?"
"Not quite yet. We were about to go over it when you came in."
"All right. I'll go through it with them now, if you don't mind."
Everyone took their normal places at the table, leaving empty the chairs of those who had been lost, out of respect. They turned towards Harry expectantly.
"The beasts are exactly as we figured them to be. They are either easily stoppable, or immune to all of our spells. Therefore, everyone will carry with them one of these, which I have collected from around the school." Harry waved his wand, and in front of each person's place there appeared an old sword. At his own place sat the Sword of Gryffindor. He pointed his wand to a list in front of him, and copies of it flew to each of the members. "This is a list of every spell that could work on our enemies. The basics have not been listed, since it can be assumed that we know these well.
"Professor Snape has brought up every healing potion he owns. These will be given to Madam Pomfrey, who has been preparing emergency medical equipment on the first floor of the castle. Should anything go wrong, bring yourself or your companion to her immediately. We can afford precious few losses." Harry glanced over to the empty chairs of Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. "If everyone would please go over these notes now, I need to speak privately with Draco."
Draco Malfoy rose from his seat, and followed Harry into one of the dormitories. "I've been waiting for this. I knew I wouldn't be with the rest of you."
"I'm afraid not. Voldemort believes you to be a spy for him, and won't expect you there until the last. I need you to begin an attack from within the masses, if you're willing."
Draco shrugged. "That's why I'm here, isn't it?"
Harry looked straight into his eyes. "With that many surrounding you while you're attacking, there's a good chance you may be killed."
"Potter, I've been battling within myself for a long time. Death or life in this battle makes no difference to me. Either way, I'll be at peace when it's over."
"And if Voldemort should win?"
"He won't."
Harry snorted faintly. "I wish I were as confident as you."
"If you were, then you wouldn't be yourself. I'm a Malfoy; I was born cocky."
"No comment on that. It might also give us some time if you fed them more false information."
"What've you got in mind?"
Sighing, Harry sat down on a bed and put his fingers to his forehead. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. That creature has robbed me of my strength and wit." He began to shake with anger. "He's taken my family and my friends. Well, he'll not have me! This is the end, I swear! This will be the end of Voldemort! That coward who hides behind his black followers will die by my hands!"
"Should I tell him that? And then say that your anger will make you rash and all that other psychological nonsense?"
Harry raised an eyebrow at him. "Remind me again why I put up with you?"
"Can't say that I ever figured that one out."
A small smile spread across The Boy Who Lived's face. "Thanks, Malfoy. You'd better go now. I plan to begin soon."
Draco nodded, and disapparated. Harry returned to the common room. "I've just sent Draco to the Dark Lord. We'll give them a little time, and then, the end begins."
A/N: Yeah, I know, this is a very very short chapter, but it's a filler. Next chapter, we actually begin the battle! Thank God. I've been waiting a long time for this.
Once again, I must ask that if anyone has a way for someone to die, send it to me. I run out of ideas easily.
Until the next chapter,
Aindel Druida