Chapter Fifteen-So it Begins

          Harry stood prepared for the war, he knew in his heart this could be the last time they ever got, behind him stood a long line of several people, witches, wizards, and friends. The children were safely locked away with Mrs. Weasley.

          Mad Eye Moody, Remus Lupin, Lea Snape, Hermione Potter, Ronald Weasley, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Mr. Weasley, Sirius Black, Roxanne Lupin, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Rebeus Hagrid, and many, many more stood behind him, prepared for battle.          Harry looked back at his best friend, and smirked.

          "Remember how you always said you wanted to fight one of my fights?"

          "Yeah?" Ron said quietly.

          "Well here's your chance."

          The battle began shortly before dawn, as Good vs. Evil began, it was a raging war, shots being thrown from every side, the area was a widespread field almost, as though they had been transported to another part of the world, the sky above them was dark gray, looking as though it would pour down rain any moment. Hundreds of witches and wizards on both sides were there for the fight. There was no questions that this fight was going to be bad, but no one knew what the outcome would be.

          "Al," a voice came, it sounded weak, instantly Alex knew who it was. He looked over through the bars at his twin brother and Cousin Xavier and Uncle Jason.

          "What the hell are you guys doing here?" He asked quietly, his grandfather semi-conscious in the corner.

          "We're here to get you out," Xavier said unlocking the door to the cell where Voldemort had been keeping them.

          "Too bad pop is too weak to apperatate, you could have been out of here a long time ago, come on guys we've got a war to go fight," Whispered Jason smiling. They quickly grabbed Severus and Alex and hurried to a more open area, and then with all their strength and power put together they apparated.

          Appearing in a large field area they saw the war going on, it was astounding. Curses, and counter spells were being thrown everywhere. Jamie quickly spotted his father near by Dumbledore fighting with all his might, a look of determination on his face. He then continued to search and found his mother, his Aunt Demi, as well as Voldermort.

          "What should we do?" Alex asked, unsure. Severus weakly looked at his grandson and pulled out his wand.

          "We fight," Jason answered for his father as they headed forward and began to join Dumbledore and his followers as well as Harry's in the fight. Alex looked at Jamie, unsure what to say.

          "Look, I don't want to fight you, but if it comes down to where you and I are fighting against each other or together, I just want you to know that you're the best brother I've ever had," Alex said. Jamie nodded.

          "Same goes for me," Jamie said as they ran forward as well.

          Hermione noticed her sons joining at some point after the fact, she looked around hurriedly for her husband and spotted him and Ron surrounded by four or five Death Eaters. Gripping her wand tightly in her hand she began throwing random curses at them, anything to get them away from Ron and Harry.

          Harry's head shot up as he watched a blue jet of light hit one Death Eater to his right, and another go down with red, a third with green.

          "Hermione!" He yelled as she grabbed his arms and pointed to their sons.

          "When did they get here!" He cried loudly, having a hard time hearing over what was happening.

          "I have no clue, dad must be here too!" She yelled. He nodded.

          "Look, just do you best and take care of yourself, we'll worry about them as soon as we can," Harry said, knowing they had taught they're boys well.

          "I love you," She said. Harry smiled and squeezed her hand, then quickly turned to find Dumbledore or Voldemort.  Suddenly he turned around and felt a hand on his arm, he looked up into the unusually pale face of his father.

          "You must kill him…" wheezed Severus, Harry could tell his father might not make it much longer.

          "What?"

          "You must kill him Harry…no one but you can kill him, it's part of the prophecy. Voldemort claimed you as his equal, you must destroy him, and only you," Severus gasped.

          "Dad, are you going to be all right?" Severus sighed and looked at his son.

          "Someday son, someday, now go get that bastard," Severus wrenched his hand from his son's arm and hurried off to continue the fight. Harry allowed the words to sink in and quickly searched for the Dark Lord, suddenly he heard a crack of thunder and looked up, a bolt of lightening crossed the sky, looking exactly like the one across his forehead. He looked around and saw everything frozen for that second.

          "What the…"

          "So we meet again Young Potter, but this time not so young…" The evil voice said. Harry looked at Voldermort, years ago the Wizard had towered over him, now Harry was a head taller than the man.

          "A lot has changed Voldermort," Harry growled as he stood, his wand at ready to fight.

          "Your father will not live long you know that," Voldermort said holding his own wand at ready.

          "You're not going to live to see another day," Harry hissed pointing his wand.

          "Crucio!" Voldermort exclaimed pointing his wand towards Harry.

          "PROTEGO" Harry fired back just before the spell hit him fiercely. Voldermort yelled out in pain as the ripped through his body.