(A/N- see, this chapter came much quicker, but I'm going away for like six
days do the next one will take slightly longer. But I only have three
chapters left to write so. on with the story)
When as they walked up the stairs past the gargoyle the five wondered what this could possible be about. Was there going to be another attack? Had it already happened? When they opened the door to the office they found Dumbledore sitting at his desk, the large golden book Hermione had scene when they had been talking to Dumbledore about Draco, was lying open on the desk.
"I suppose your wondering why you are all here," commented Dumbledore calmly. When they all nodded he continued to speak. "I have come across a sort of prophecy for the demise of Voldemort. When roughly translated, it says that the four champions will be the only ones who can defeat the dark lord. It goes on to say that the champions will three life friends and one once enemy, meaning Hermione, Harry Ron and Draco. It goes onto say that with help from friends from both sides, and by using what weakens the dark, only then shall he be forever banished. We believe that the part about friends from both sides means students from each of the houses, and I know that by using what weakens the dark is in reference to Voldemort's disbelieve in the accent magic's and the power of love. We have also found that although all four of the champions must say part of the spell, only Harry can deliver the killing blow, because of his "special" connection to Voldemort."
This was all quite a bit to take in. But the thought that the war with Voldemort could finally be over forever was comforting.
"But Professor Dumbledore," asked Ginny, "Why am I here? I mean I'm not one of the four champions so."
"You are here my dear, because you will be on of the leaders of the group of friend meant to aid the four champions. This means you will be one of the leaders of the group who will be throwing spells at the deatheaters to stop them from interfering. Oh and Harry, we will be needing your parents diary to complete the part of the prophecy that talks about two sets of lovers weakening defenses. You see, Voldemort true downfall will be the power of love, for he does not believe in it, and so dos not try to defend himself from it. That's why he was destroyed when you were a baby Harry, He didn't believe that your mothers love could affect him in anyway." It almost dint surprise Hermione that Dumbledore knew about the diary, she was really beginning to wonder if he didn't know everything that went on in Hogwarts.
"Professor, how are we going to find friends from both sides?" asked Ron, "I mean, our side is easy enough but,"
Draco cut him off, "I think I know a few who would be very willing to help the side of good. I mean, we don't need many do we? Just a few/"
"Yes Mr. Malfoy, we only need a small percentage from Slytherin, and we already have Professor Snape as one of them."
"Now, I will let you get on with your day, but we will be beginning lessons for all who will be directly involved in the battle very soon. It will be difficult learning the ancient magic's; they have nearly died out with our kind."
The kids walked out of his office and down to Hermione and Draco's room.
"So, I guess this is it then. It's all going to end," said Ron. The others all just nodded and they spent the next hour in a comfortable silence, each thinking about what was coming.
The silence was broken by Draco when he stood up and said, "I guess I had better go down to Slytherin then."
"Are you sure that's such a good idea Draco?" asked Harry, "Maybe we should wait for Dumbledore to go to them, what if the wrong person hears about it and this all gets back to Voldemort. Then what will we do?"
"I guess your right," said Draco as he flopped back down beside Hermione. When they went to the Great Hall for lunch they found that things would be happening sooner then they thought. While they were eating Dumbledore stood up, showing that he was about to speak. This was very odd to most people in the hall because Dumbledore only had ever made announcements at dinner.
"I would request to see the fallowing students in the chamber behind the staff table after they are finished eating, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Padma Patil, Terry Boot, Susan Bones, Hannah Abbott, Justin Flinch-Fletchley, Vincent Crabbe, and Blasie Zabini. That is all."
The hall began to buss with possible expansions for this. Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny and Draco where the first to finish eating, so they could feel everyone's eyes on them as they walked through the door into the next chamber. Inside they found Fred, George, Cho Chang (A/N- I could remember if she would have been gone from the school by the sixth year, so I just said that she had already graduated.), Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint. As the last two students (Crabbe and Zabini) came into the room Dumbledore entered and shut the door tightly behind him.
"I suppose most of you are wondering why you are here are you not," he commented. Well, you will be working in a combination with the Order Of The Phoenix to stop Lord Voldemort," a shudder went around the room at the mention of Voldemort name. "And obviously the first lesson will be how not to fear a name, but first I will explain." He went on to explain the prophesy to everyone.
"You will be missing certain classes thought the course of the next month, and will more than likely be excused from all exams." Hermione sort of sighed at this; she hated to miss exams, even for something as important as vanquishing Voldemort.
"Now it is of utmost importance that none of you speak of this to anyone, not even to other members of this group when not in the room you will be working in. To be sure of this, I must place a secret keeping spell on each of you, just incase." In turn each member of the room went up to stand in front of Dumbledore so he could perform the spell. Then they left the room and went on their various ways. The older kids stayed in the room to talk to Dumbledore.
"So, this is really happening huh, it's really all going to be over soon," said Ron. None of them dared to voice the question, would they all come back from this alive? And how many casualties would there really be? The spent the rest of the day with this issue put out of their minds and nothing but good thoughts coming in. there first meeting was to take place in one of the old Hogwarts classrooms the next day. They where to arrive at twelve, and probably wouldn't leave until dinner time.
So after lunch the next day they began their journey down to the old class room. If it hadn't been for Harry's Map it probably would have taken them a lot longer to get there. 'Trust Dumbledore to use the room that is hardest to find' thought Hermione. In fact, by the time they had gotten there they had met most of the students in the class, and wound up leading almost everybody inside. When they found the room, it looked nothing like a classroom; it was more of a brick wall.
"Now what are we suppose to do" asked Seamus, "How are we supposed to learn all this stuff if Dumbledore won't even let us know how to get in."
"Hang on for a minute, let every one get here first," said Harry while staring at the map. When everyone had arrived Harry looked up and said, "Pay attention everyone, you'll have to remember how to get in yourself for next time." Then he taped his wand on the middle brick and said, "Fizzing Whizzbies." The wall split apart to reveal a doorway leading into what seemed to be an old Defense Against The Dark Arts classroom. Inside sat Dumbledore and the older kids sitting in a circle on the floor.
The instant they walked in the door Dumbledore said, "Good good, I see you found your way in, had your map I suspect Harry? Wonderful, now I'm sorry for the blocking spell, that wall never used to be their but we can't afford to arise any suspicion what-so-ever. Now come and sit and I will begin."
Everyone walked in and sat down, egger to here what Dumbledore had to say.
"Now, in this room you will be learning everything I have time to teach you about ancient magic's. The ancient magic's date back to before Merlin's time, and where done not with a wand but with chants and potions, much like the muggle version of which craft, Wicca. (A/N- or so I assume, I know nothing about any of this so if I get it wrong don't get mad) It is a very powerful brand of magic, but has practically died out with our kind. Wands were just an easer way of getting the same sort of thing, and many more done. It can be very dangerous but that is part of why you are here, to learn to use it. These spells will be or most powerful defense and offence, as barley any wizards no how to stop or break through these spells. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Draco will be using a combination of spells at certain times during the night to weak Voldemort, and then Harry will deal the killing blow. It will be the rest of yours job to stop anything interfering with that, and aiming a few spells to throw off the Death Eaters. The rest of what army we've collected will be fighting with the deatheaters, using spells that they are being taught right now. All of you will be given protection spells but I can't promise anything. If any of you would like to back out now I won't stop you, what we are trying to accomplish here will be extremely dangerous and you must have no doubts at all about what we are going to do" No one moved from their spot on the floor. At this Dumbledore smiled and said, "Excellent, then we will begin right away. Please stand up."
With that they began training, learning spells and planning everything for the night of the battle. The worked for at least five hours a day, missing almost of their classes (except Defense Against The Dark Arts) at least once a week.
Near the end of April Dumbledore told them they would be meeting the rest of the army soon.
"It is very important that you know everyone who is on our side, and do not confuse them for Death Eaters," he explained.
Everyone had to wonder what this army was; there were only so many wizards willing to believe Voldemort had come back, and they could only guess what kind of dark army Voldemort had managed to gather. Probably every species that the blundering Ministry had ever insulted in anyway, which was almost all of them,
"We will meet by Hagrid's hut tomorrow night once it is dark. Don't all come at once, but slip out quietly a couple at a time. Wear your darkest robes and this," he was holding a bunch of small silver rocks on strings. "These rocks have been enchanted to let you cross a magical line I will be drawing for protection, if you are not wearing this you will not be able to cross, and so will be unable to meat the others." He handed out the rocks to each person in the classroom. Then the kids slowly began to leave the classroom. They had learnt a lot in the past few weeks, but would it be enough?
As they walked in Hermione and Draco's room Ron looked up and said, "Hermione, where's Draco. I thought he was right behind you?"
"I don't know Ron, maybe he stopped to talk to Dumbledore for a while or something," said Hermione as if trying to rationalize his absence. Yet she felt a stab of fear go through her, what if's floated into her mind, each one worse then the last.
"I don't think so," Harry said almost reluctantly. "He was the first if us to leave the classroom tonight."
"Well then, I guess we should go look for him then," said Ron while standing up. But before anyone else could move the door swung open and Draco walked through. Hermione felt relief float through her, fallowed by annoyance. She was about to start yelling at him for not telling her where he was going when she noticed who had come in behind him, Crabbe.
Crabbe looked awfully uncomfortable as Draco motioned for him to sit down, as if he wasn't sure he should be there at all. Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione all turned to Draco, awaiting an explanation.
Draco just sort of shrugged saying "I thought I'd bring Crabbe back to the room for a while, we were friends once you know."
So they group made awkward small talk for a while, before unknowingly slipping into really conversations. It seemed that Crabbe knew an awful lot about Quidditch, in fact that may be the only thing he really knew much about at all. Everyone but Hermione spent at least an hour and a half discussing various teams and plays, while Hermione simply got caught up on some of her reading. By the time Crabbe left that night, they had managed to plant the roots of a friendship. Now all of their minds turned to the next night, and what kind of an army Dumbledore had managed to collect.
(A/N- So what did you think of this Chapter?)
When as they walked up the stairs past the gargoyle the five wondered what this could possible be about. Was there going to be another attack? Had it already happened? When they opened the door to the office they found Dumbledore sitting at his desk, the large golden book Hermione had scene when they had been talking to Dumbledore about Draco, was lying open on the desk.
"I suppose your wondering why you are all here," commented Dumbledore calmly. When they all nodded he continued to speak. "I have come across a sort of prophecy for the demise of Voldemort. When roughly translated, it says that the four champions will be the only ones who can defeat the dark lord. It goes on to say that the champions will three life friends and one once enemy, meaning Hermione, Harry Ron and Draco. It goes onto say that with help from friends from both sides, and by using what weakens the dark, only then shall he be forever banished. We believe that the part about friends from both sides means students from each of the houses, and I know that by using what weakens the dark is in reference to Voldemort's disbelieve in the accent magic's and the power of love. We have also found that although all four of the champions must say part of the spell, only Harry can deliver the killing blow, because of his "special" connection to Voldemort."
This was all quite a bit to take in. But the thought that the war with Voldemort could finally be over forever was comforting.
"But Professor Dumbledore," asked Ginny, "Why am I here? I mean I'm not one of the four champions so."
"You are here my dear, because you will be on of the leaders of the group of friend meant to aid the four champions. This means you will be one of the leaders of the group who will be throwing spells at the deatheaters to stop them from interfering. Oh and Harry, we will be needing your parents diary to complete the part of the prophecy that talks about two sets of lovers weakening defenses. You see, Voldemort true downfall will be the power of love, for he does not believe in it, and so dos not try to defend himself from it. That's why he was destroyed when you were a baby Harry, He didn't believe that your mothers love could affect him in anyway." It almost dint surprise Hermione that Dumbledore knew about the diary, she was really beginning to wonder if he didn't know everything that went on in Hogwarts.
"Professor, how are we going to find friends from both sides?" asked Ron, "I mean, our side is easy enough but,"
Draco cut him off, "I think I know a few who would be very willing to help the side of good. I mean, we don't need many do we? Just a few/"
"Yes Mr. Malfoy, we only need a small percentage from Slytherin, and we already have Professor Snape as one of them."
"Now, I will let you get on with your day, but we will be beginning lessons for all who will be directly involved in the battle very soon. It will be difficult learning the ancient magic's; they have nearly died out with our kind."
The kids walked out of his office and down to Hermione and Draco's room.
"So, I guess this is it then. It's all going to end," said Ron. The others all just nodded and they spent the next hour in a comfortable silence, each thinking about what was coming.
The silence was broken by Draco when he stood up and said, "I guess I had better go down to Slytherin then."
"Are you sure that's such a good idea Draco?" asked Harry, "Maybe we should wait for Dumbledore to go to them, what if the wrong person hears about it and this all gets back to Voldemort. Then what will we do?"
"I guess your right," said Draco as he flopped back down beside Hermione. When they went to the Great Hall for lunch they found that things would be happening sooner then they thought. While they were eating Dumbledore stood up, showing that he was about to speak. This was very odd to most people in the hall because Dumbledore only had ever made announcements at dinner.
"I would request to see the fallowing students in the chamber behind the staff table after they are finished eating, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Padma Patil, Terry Boot, Susan Bones, Hannah Abbott, Justin Flinch-Fletchley, Vincent Crabbe, and Blasie Zabini. That is all."
The hall began to buss with possible expansions for this. Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny and Draco where the first to finish eating, so they could feel everyone's eyes on them as they walked through the door into the next chamber. Inside they found Fred, George, Cho Chang (A/N- I could remember if she would have been gone from the school by the sixth year, so I just said that she had already graduated.), Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint. As the last two students (Crabbe and Zabini) came into the room Dumbledore entered and shut the door tightly behind him.
"I suppose most of you are wondering why you are here are you not," he commented. Well, you will be working in a combination with the Order Of The Phoenix to stop Lord Voldemort," a shudder went around the room at the mention of Voldemort name. "And obviously the first lesson will be how not to fear a name, but first I will explain." He went on to explain the prophesy to everyone.
"You will be missing certain classes thought the course of the next month, and will more than likely be excused from all exams." Hermione sort of sighed at this; she hated to miss exams, even for something as important as vanquishing Voldemort.
"Now it is of utmost importance that none of you speak of this to anyone, not even to other members of this group when not in the room you will be working in. To be sure of this, I must place a secret keeping spell on each of you, just incase." In turn each member of the room went up to stand in front of Dumbledore so he could perform the spell. Then they left the room and went on their various ways. The older kids stayed in the room to talk to Dumbledore.
"So, this is really happening huh, it's really all going to be over soon," said Ron. None of them dared to voice the question, would they all come back from this alive? And how many casualties would there really be? The spent the rest of the day with this issue put out of their minds and nothing but good thoughts coming in. there first meeting was to take place in one of the old Hogwarts classrooms the next day. They where to arrive at twelve, and probably wouldn't leave until dinner time.
So after lunch the next day they began their journey down to the old class room. If it hadn't been for Harry's Map it probably would have taken them a lot longer to get there. 'Trust Dumbledore to use the room that is hardest to find' thought Hermione. In fact, by the time they had gotten there they had met most of the students in the class, and wound up leading almost everybody inside. When they found the room, it looked nothing like a classroom; it was more of a brick wall.
"Now what are we suppose to do" asked Seamus, "How are we supposed to learn all this stuff if Dumbledore won't even let us know how to get in."
"Hang on for a minute, let every one get here first," said Harry while staring at the map. When everyone had arrived Harry looked up and said, "Pay attention everyone, you'll have to remember how to get in yourself for next time." Then he taped his wand on the middle brick and said, "Fizzing Whizzbies." The wall split apart to reveal a doorway leading into what seemed to be an old Defense Against The Dark Arts classroom. Inside sat Dumbledore and the older kids sitting in a circle on the floor.
The instant they walked in the door Dumbledore said, "Good good, I see you found your way in, had your map I suspect Harry? Wonderful, now I'm sorry for the blocking spell, that wall never used to be their but we can't afford to arise any suspicion what-so-ever. Now come and sit and I will begin."
Everyone walked in and sat down, egger to here what Dumbledore had to say.
"Now, in this room you will be learning everything I have time to teach you about ancient magic's. The ancient magic's date back to before Merlin's time, and where done not with a wand but with chants and potions, much like the muggle version of which craft, Wicca. (A/N- or so I assume, I know nothing about any of this so if I get it wrong don't get mad) It is a very powerful brand of magic, but has practically died out with our kind. Wands were just an easer way of getting the same sort of thing, and many more done. It can be very dangerous but that is part of why you are here, to learn to use it. These spells will be or most powerful defense and offence, as barley any wizards no how to stop or break through these spells. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Draco will be using a combination of spells at certain times during the night to weak Voldemort, and then Harry will deal the killing blow. It will be the rest of yours job to stop anything interfering with that, and aiming a few spells to throw off the Death Eaters. The rest of what army we've collected will be fighting with the deatheaters, using spells that they are being taught right now. All of you will be given protection spells but I can't promise anything. If any of you would like to back out now I won't stop you, what we are trying to accomplish here will be extremely dangerous and you must have no doubts at all about what we are going to do" No one moved from their spot on the floor. At this Dumbledore smiled and said, "Excellent, then we will begin right away. Please stand up."
With that they began training, learning spells and planning everything for the night of the battle. The worked for at least five hours a day, missing almost of their classes (except Defense Against The Dark Arts) at least once a week.
Near the end of April Dumbledore told them they would be meeting the rest of the army soon.
"It is very important that you know everyone who is on our side, and do not confuse them for Death Eaters," he explained.
Everyone had to wonder what this army was; there were only so many wizards willing to believe Voldemort had come back, and they could only guess what kind of dark army Voldemort had managed to gather. Probably every species that the blundering Ministry had ever insulted in anyway, which was almost all of them,
"We will meet by Hagrid's hut tomorrow night once it is dark. Don't all come at once, but slip out quietly a couple at a time. Wear your darkest robes and this," he was holding a bunch of small silver rocks on strings. "These rocks have been enchanted to let you cross a magical line I will be drawing for protection, if you are not wearing this you will not be able to cross, and so will be unable to meat the others." He handed out the rocks to each person in the classroom. Then the kids slowly began to leave the classroom. They had learnt a lot in the past few weeks, but would it be enough?
As they walked in Hermione and Draco's room Ron looked up and said, "Hermione, where's Draco. I thought he was right behind you?"
"I don't know Ron, maybe he stopped to talk to Dumbledore for a while or something," said Hermione as if trying to rationalize his absence. Yet she felt a stab of fear go through her, what if's floated into her mind, each one worse then the last.
"I don't think so," Harry said almost reluctantly. "He was the first if us to leave the classroom tonight."
"Well then, I guess we should go look for him then," said Ron while standing up. But before anyone else could move the door swung open and Draco walked through. Hermione felt relief float through her, fallowed by annoyance. She was about to start yelling at him for not telling her where he was going when she noticed who had come in behind him, Crabbe.
Crabbe looked awfully uncomfortable as Draco motioned for him to sit down, as if he wasn't sure he should be there at all. Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione all turned to Draco, awaiting an explanation.
Draco just sort of shrugged saying "I thought I'd bring Crabbe back to the room for a while, we were friends once you know."
So they group made awkward small talk for a while, before unknowingly slipping into really conversations. It seemed that Crabbe knew an awful lot about Quidditch, in fact that may be the only thing he really knew much about at all. Everyone but Hermione spent at least an hour and a half discussing various teams and plays, while Hermione simply got caught up on some of her reading. By the time Crabbe left that night, they had managed to plant the roots of a friendship. Now all of their minds turned to the next night, and what kind of an army Dumbledore had managed to collect.
(A/N- So what did you think of this Chapter?)
