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Ron was pleased to see his element of surprise work. He wasn't pleased to see that he had just stupefied Remus Lupin. Nor was he pleased to see the death eaters were fighting back. Ron noticed an auror fall dead beside him. A few avada kedavras were being administered, but mostly a lot of stupefies and crucios. He suspected the order members were worth as much to the death eaters alive as the death eaters were worth to them.
Chaos had seized the battle field. The death eater's captives had gotten the chance to seize their wands in the distraction, and soon everything was lit up by spells, and the only sounds were cries into the darkness of the cold night. The death eaters that fled, they let flee. Dumbledore and team would catch them on the other side of the wall. There were 15 death eaters however, and for the time being, they were outnumbered. Ron felt an "expelliarmus" hit him square in the chest, and his wand flew from his hand. Ron landed stiffly on his back, and her could hear footsteps rapidly approaching. It was too dark to see what was happening. The dried blood on his face from the chimaera half blinded him, as he searched for a place to hide, keeping low to avoid shots being fired at him. His foot hit a rock, and he tumbled forward, rolling head first down a hill. As he tumbled, his head hit a rock, and his vision faded.
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The operation was running much more smoothly on the other side of the wall. The fleeing death eaters ran straight into a trap. They had taken prisoner 5 death eaters, and a semblance of two of the better aurors was formed to head over the wall and offer support.
As the aurors got over the wall, they needed a "lumos" to find their way, though they quickly used a "nox" to extinguish the light. They dare not call attention to themselves as soon as they saw what was going on. Bodies lie about, and they were unable to ascertain which were living, and which dead. In the distance, only two figures stood, a woman in gold robes, and a man in black. As they exchanged spells, it could be clearly seen that neither aimed to kill. The aurors raced to help the commander who they knew to be Hermione Granger. She was holding her ground, but she was weary, and he had the upper hand.
Time seemed to stand still as Hermione missed blocking a spell and fell under a stupefy. The dark figure scooped her up in his arms, and enlarged a broomstick with his wand. "IMMOBULOUS!" One of the aurors shouted, but is was to no avail. The man merely ducked it, and took off through the barrier which posed no hindrance to him, who owned the castle
Jacques Farrier had escaped with Hermione Granger as prisoner.
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Three hours later, Ronald Weasley awoke groggily in the hospital wing. The cuts in his head mended. He blinked hard, letting it all come back to him. "Oh god!" He thought. "I'm alive!" He tried to sit up, but his vision swam. He could see that he had been brought back to Hogwarts, probably via the portkeys they had made. He suddenly noticed that Remus was asleep in a bedside chair. "Remus!" Ron whispered hastily, but no response came. He managed to throw a pillow at him to wake him up.
"HUH?" Remus snorted loudly. "How's Ron?!" "I'm fine you big git!" Ron teased him. "How did we do?" Remus suddenly looked very sad. "Your parents should be here any minute Ron." Remus muttered, and Ron merely gapped at him. "Come on Remus! Tell me! I've got to know!" Remus slowly raised his eyes. "We captured 14 of the death eaters." Ron gasped in shock. "Fourteen! That's bloody brilliant! Who would have thought!" Seeing Remus' still saddened face, Ron knew there was more to it. "The bad news Remus?" Remus drew his breath in sharply. "We didn't get Farrier. The one man we were after, we didn't get. We lost 5 aurors in the battle. And." Remus paused to regain composure. "Haven't we had enough Ron? Haven't we had enough? First Sirius, then Harry. when will this bloody war end?" Ron raised an eyebrow at Remus. "Who was it Remus? McGonagal? Tonks? Dumbledore? God, what would we do with him? Not Dumbledore?!" Remus continued to shake his head, still covering his eyes with his hands. "Hermione, Ron. Farrier took Hermione as prisoner."
Ron fell back onto his pillow. He couldn't even muster tears. He felt color drain from him. "No." he thought. "Nononononono!"
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Ron was pleased to see his element of surprise work. He wasn't pleased to see that he had just stupefied Remus Lupin. Nor was he pleased to see the death eaters were fighting back. Ron noticed an auror fall dead beside him. A few avada kedavras were being administered, but mostly a lot of stupefies and crucios. He suspected the order members were worth as much to the death eaters alive as the death eaters were worth to them.
Chaos had seized the battle field. The death eater's captives had gotten the chance to seize their wands in the distraction, and soon everything was lit up by spells, and the only sounds were cries into the darkness of the cold night. The death eaters that fled, they let flee. Dumbledore and team would catch them on the other side of the wall. There were 15 death eaters however, and for the time being, they were outnumbered. Ron felt an "expelliarmus" hit him square in the chest, and his wand flew from his hand. Ron landed stiffly on his back, and her could hear footsteps rapidly approaching. It was too dark to see what was happening. The dried blood on his face from the chimaera half blinded him, as he searched for a place to hide, keeping low to avoid shots being fired at him. His foot hit a rock, and he tumbled forward, rolling head first down a hill. As he tumbled, his head hit a rock, and his vision faded.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The operation was running much more smoothly on the other side of the wall. The fleeing death eaters ran straight into a trap. They had taken prisoner 5 death eaters, and a semblance of two of the better aurors was formed to head over the wall and offer support.
As the aurors got over the wall, they needed a "lumos" to find their way, though they quickly used a "nox" to extinguish the light. They dare not call attention to themselves as soon as they saw what was going on. Bodies lie about, and they were unable to ascertain which were living, and which dead. In the distance, only two figures stood, a woman in gold robes, and a man in black. As they exchanged spells, it could be clearly seen that neither aimed to kill. The aurors raced to help the commander who they knew to be Hermione Granger. She was holding her ground, but she was weary, and he had the upper hand.
Time seemed to stand still as Hermione missed blocking a spell and fell under a stupefy. The dark figure scooped her up in his arms, and enlarged a broomstick with his wand. "IMMOBULOUS!" One of the aurors shouted, but is was to no avail. The man merely ducked it, and took off through the barrier which posed no hindrance to him, who owned the castle
Jacques Farrier had escaped with Hermione Granger as prisoner.
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Three hours later, Ronald Weasley awoke groggily in the hospital wing. The cuts in his head mended. He blinked hard, letting it all come back to him. "Oh god!" He thought. "I'm alive!" He tried to sit up, but his vision swam. He could see that he had been brought back to Hogwarts, probably via the portkeys they had made. He suddenly noticed that Remus was asleep in a bedside chair. "Remus!" Ron whispered hastily, but no response came. He managed to throw a pillow at him to wake him up.
"HUH?" Remus snorted loudly. "How's Ron?!" "I'm fine you big git!" Ron teased him. "How did we do?" Remus suddenly looked very sad. "Your parents should be here any minute Ron." Remus muttered, and Ron merely gapped at him. "Come on Remus! Tell me! I've got to know!" Remus slowly raised his eyes. "We captured 14 of the death eaters." Ron gasped in shock. "Fourteen! That's bloody brilliant! Who would have thought!" Seeing Remus' still saddened face, Ron knew there was more to it. "The bad news Remus?" Remus drew his breath in sharply. "We didn't get Farrier. The one man we were after, we didn't get. We lost 5 aurors in the battle. And." Remus paused to regain composure. "Haven't we had enough Ron? Haven't we had enough? First Sirius, then Harry. when will this bloody war end?" Ron raised an eyebrow at Remus. "Who was it Remus? McGonagal? Tonks? Dumbledore? God, what would we do with him? Not Dumbledore?!" Remus continued to shake his head, still covering his eyes with his hands. "Hermione, Ron. Farrier took Hermione as prisoner."
Ron fell back onto his pillow. He couldn't even muster tears. He felt color drain from him. "No." he thought. "Nononononono!"