Chapter 20
Accromantula
The next day as Harry sat next to Minister Fletcher, he couldn't help but worry about what was to happen. The Vision of Lucius Malfoy being tortured by the dark lord had taken its toll on Harry. Shortly after the vision had passed, Harry had passed out from the pain in his scar. When Ron woke him up at six thirty, Harry immediately rushed to inform Dumbledore what he had seen, but as it was already time for the group to leave, Dumbledore decided to proceed as suggested the night before, but emphasized the need to be cautious.
"Ron, Hermione." Harry sent mentally to his two best friends as they apparated to the ministry. "I am worried about what I saw last night, keep your eyes open, and be careful." Harry asked them. Taking a seat next to Dumbledore, Harry glanced at his watch to see if it had turned to seven. When it had, the conference room in the minister of magic immediately begun to fill with many reporters.
"Good morning, and welcome." Minister Fletcher begun, ten minutes had passed, and it was now time to start. "First of all I want to welcome you all here today, and on such short notice. Being as I have known about what I will be announcing today for quiet some time, this meeting has been a long time coming for me as well." The Minister paused as he watched the quick quills working like mad.
"As you all know, the Ministry of Magic recently lost two of our own. Richard Scott, and Morgan Stowe were both taken from their homes less than three months ago, and in broad daylight they were executed in the streets of Diagon Alley by supporters of Voldermort."
"Over the past few months we have been looking all around the wizarding world for their replacements. The positions of Head of Magical Law Enforcement, and Head of International Wizarding Affairs are two positions that directly fight against Dark times, and as you are aware, these are Dark times. I am pleased to announce today that we have two wizards who are more than qualified to step into these positions, but more importantly is that we have two wizards who will hopefully help bring us out of these dark times."
When the Minister said this, the reporters began talking adamantly. It was well known that whoever took these positions would instantly land on top of Voldermorts hit list, and only a fool would accept them.
"So without further ado, as Head of International Wizarding Affairs, I would like to present one, Arthur Weasley.
"What, off all people." Were the shouts of outrage that immediately followed Arthur's announcement. It was thought by many that Arthur was a bit of a loose cannon when it concerned authority, and no one would have anticipated him to take on such risk.
Thank you Minister Fletcher for that warm welcome. Arthur spoke, taking the stand, and addressing the still slightly out of control crowd. "Yes Abby is it, my name is Arthur Weasley, and of all people the minister choose me." Arthur spoke, and authority in his voice very few recognized.
"As many of you are probably not to familiar with this position, I will explain some of the key functions of my job. First, I am going to work on communications coming from this Ministry. It is important that we keep things that should remain confidential just that."
"Second is to head up all news conferences such as these, to insure accurate, and legitimate information is getting to the public, and Finally I will be rebuilding the rest, It is important that we build strong bonds between all those willing to fight for what is right, and I will focus all of my time and energy to make sure we are united." Arthur paused, for the reporters were growing much to noisy for him to continue.
"And last, as part of my job, I will head up all information that needs to be communicated concerning Voldermort." That was the clincher for Arthur. He had spoken he-who-must-not-be-named, name, and the reporters were now in a fit to be tied.
"Calm down, calm down all of you." Minister Fletcher shouted, as he attempted to gain control. "Now, I will give you a opportunity to question the new Head of communications later, for now I wish to."
"SILENCE" Harry finally shouted, he had grown tired of the fuss the news people were making, and quiet frankly all of the commotion was causing him to loose concentration on his people. "THE MINISTER IS SPEAKING, AND YOU WILL ALL QUIET DOWN." He bellowed again, and to his surprise it quieted down almost instantly.
"Thank you Harry," The minister spoke, as Harry again retook his seat. "Well, with that display of authority, it should come as no surprise to any of you, that Harry Potter will take the role of Head of Magical Law Enforcement." The Minister spoke, smiling the entire time, and motioning for Harry to take the stand.
As Harry made his way to the stand, he could feel the raw emotions of the crowd in front of him. To say that many felt he was not qualified for this position would be a drastic understatement, for the look of many faces were that of pure terror.
"Thank you Minister for that introduction." Harry spoke; he had transformed his school uniform into his new auror uniform on the walk to the stand. "Bye the looks on your face I see that many of you have questions, why don't we start there." Harry asked as suddenly everyone seemed to have regained their voices, and the questions came like a tidal wave.
"How is this allowed." "Aren't you still in school." "You must know the danger." "What do you plan on doing." "He-who-must-not-be-named will attack without hesitation now." "Who will protect you," And the questions kept coming.
"I guess I should have asked for you to raise your hands." Harry shouted after a minute of listening to the ramblings of the frightened news reporters. "Let me answer a few that I understood, and we will try this again." Harry spoke trying to gain a bit of control again.
"Now, please quiet down, and listen. You must know that I am very busy, so if I feel this is becoming a waste of my time, I will end this conference. First, How is this allowed, well it is simple; the Minister of Magic asked that I take on these positions, and I accepted." Harry spoke, the news reporters were still fussing, but Harry would continue anyway.
"As for school, I will graduate at the end of this term, Other than History Of Magic, I have taken, and passed every exam I have been given, and I am currently sitting at 42 NEWTS overall." At this Harry paused, for other than the sound of quick quills writing away at a blistering rate, it was completely silent.
"And finally about what I will do, and my safety. For most of my life I grew up as a muggle, when I turned eleven I was finally made aware of who I was, due to the belief I was safest away from our world.
"When I was eleven, I defeated Voldermort for a second time. By uncovering his plot to steal the sorcerer's stone, I was able to destroy the host body that he was using during his attempt to regain a body, and successfully kept him at bay.
"When I was twelve I defeated Voldermort a third time by killing a basilisk in the Chamber of secrets, and sending Tom Marvolo Riddle, back into the book in which he escaped. When I was thirteen I learned to defend myself against some of the most feared creatures in our world, a Dementor, and since have never feared them again." Again Harry paused, more for the effect than anything else.
"When I was fourteen I won the Triwizarding tournament, and faced Voldermort a fourth time in which he finally got the upper hand, and successfully regained his body. I did however live to speak about it after facing him directly.
"When I was fifteen I faced him again, again I walked away where others would have perished, and just earlier this year I not only faced Voldemort, but I have spit in his face, and still walked away with a smile on my face." By now a buzz was beginning to start up with the news reporters, but Harry continued on anyway.
"You ask me if I am afraid, you say you are afraid, I say this, Fear me, for I will stop at nothing to insure that Voldermort falls once again, and I will pity no one, who fears to lift there wands to stand in his way." The conference was completely quiet now, and from the looks of them, a few were in fact scared of the power generating from Harry.
"You ask what I plan on doing, well I tell you. Voldermort killed my Parents. James Potter, heir to Godric Gryffindor, and Lily Evans Potter, Heir to Merlin. I am their son, and I plan on continuing their fight." Harry finished stepping back from the podium, and looking back to the man he admired most, Albus Dumbledore.
"Fool, you speak of power you do not posses, you will die Potter, like that fool of a father, and that Mudblood mother of yours. AVEDA KEDAVARA"
It happened so fast that most people didn't hear the comments before the curse was shouted. From out of nowhere four death eater had appeared, and before most could react, the killing curse had been thrown.
"Stupefy" the spell was shouted. It only took Hermione, and Ron a second to react, and two of the four deatheaters fell limply to the ground. No one noticed this however, for all eyes were glued to Harry. The killing curse had been aimed perfectly, but in his quick reflexes, Harry threw up the strongest shield he could, and just as the curse reached him, the gold, silver, blue, and yellow shield knocked it back at its caster.
"Ah, so it begins." Harry commented casually, and as people looked on in amazement. Apparating in front of the remaining death eater, Harry was determined too make an example out of him, when he suddenly realized who it was. "Malfoy, I should have known you would be here." Harry spat, as both Ron, and Hermione appeared at his side.
"The famous Harry Potter, trying to save the day again I see, my master has sent me here to give you a message." Lucius retorted, his wand aimed at Harry's heart. "So, you finally decided to publicly support Voldermort have you, how very foolish." Harry answered. No one noticed, but he had pulled his wand as well, and was now looking down it at Lucius.
"You are the one who is foolish Potter. Bye now things are in motion that would take the entire wizarding world to stop. My master has chosen today to finally ride us of you, and bye the time the sun rises tomorrow, there will be a new order in the wizarding world, and for my loyalty I will be second in line to reap its benefits." Malfoy laughed, his voice was cold, and void of all emotions.
Taking one last look at Harry, and glancing at the wand mere inches from his face, Malfoy vanished with a pop, and Harry instantly turned to his friends. "That coward," Were the first words to break the silence. "I should have stunned him." Harry replied lowering his wand, and looking back at Ron. "Come, let's get these three to the stage." Harry spoke, his gaze was cold, and his voice was full of power.
Just then however Professor McGonagall appeared with a pop, and Harry's temperature flared with what that news would bring. "Oh dear Merlin." Harry thought as he watched her walk right to him. "Harry, it's begun."
Within minutes, the news hall was in an uproar. Harry had made the announcement that Hogwarts was under attack, and everyone was rushing the headmaster for conformation.
"Listen, listen to me." Dumbledore shouted, as he tried to gain control. "Go home, tell everyone willing to help to apparate to Hogsmeade. Voldemort must first secure the town before he can attack the school. Go now, I am afraid that we may already be to late." He shouted, as he turned to Harry.
"Can you apparate all eight of us Harry?" Dumbledore needed to know. "Only if we all hold hands." Harry replied, concentrating on the difficult task, and summoning as much power as he could.
With a rush of wind, and flames, the group vanished, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief as they landed in Dumbledore's office. "Harry, Harry, where are you going?" Sirius asked, as Harry immediately rushed for the door.
"I have to see it Sirius, I need to know what were up against." Harry answered throwing open the door, and making his way to the astronomy tower. The group followed immediately, Harry could feel by the fluxuation of the magic within Hogwarts walls that the magical wards were being tested, and fearing what he would see, Harry burst from the door leading to the highest point at Hogwarts, and froze when his eyes meet the scene in front of him.
"Minerva, summon the students, Great Hall." were Dumbledore's first words. "This might very well be the end of Hogwarts." He spoke stepping up to Harry, and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Accromantula, of all the creatures in all the world, Voldermort had to gain the support of spiders." Ron spoke; He was standing next to Harry watching as thousands of spiders attacked the outer walls. This was all Harry needed to snap him out of his trance, and turning to the pale face of his friend, Harry gave him a reassuring smile.
"That's just his first line mate, take a look at the tree line, I would say three, maybe four thousand men strong. Lucius may have been right, it is going to take the whole of the wizarding world to stop this." Harry said, taking in a deep breath, and silently praying to the powers that be.
"It is said that the youth hold the key to the future Harry, it may just so be that the whole of the wizarding world you talked about is present today. At least in the hearts of there children." Dumbledore smiled, although behind his eyes you could read both fear, and anger. Leading the group back into the school, and to the stairs where students were frantically attempting to get to the great hall, he made a decision, whether or not he would see the sunrise he did not care, as long as his children remained safe.
As Harry made his way through the halls of the school he thought was home, he couldn't help feel a bit of anxiety at what was about to happen. He had always thought of Hogwarts as being the safest place in the world, he had always thought that if he survived Voldermort that he would send his children here, but as he was the last one to enter the great Hall, and as he closed the door behind him, Harry had to wonder if that day would ever come.
"Students, teachers, residents of Hogsmeade, the day that we have always feared is upon on, and the day we have hoped to never come has come." Dumbledore spoke as he stood next to Harry at the head table.
"The day has come that you all must make a choice. Voldemort has come to destroy this school. He has gathered his servants to help him, and as we speak Accromantula, are climbing our stone walls."
"I give you all a choice here and now. Stay, and fight for your school, as I, and the others you see behind me will do, or run and hide, and pray for mercy if we fail. Make your choice quickly, for I fear you only have a few minutes to spare." Dumbledore spoke, and many of the first years took off in direction of the common rooms.
Turning to Harry at his side, Dumbledore gave him a smile. "Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, riches take wing, and only character endures."
"Character." Harry replied looking around at the scared faces of his classmates and friends. "We will earn it today." He finished as the lights were suddenly blown out, and the room was filled with a cold that only one thing could explain it.
"Expectro Patranum" Harry shouted as a burst of light exploded from his wand in the direction of the destroyed front doors. "Get behind the teachers. Stun if you can, kill if you must." He shouted as he could hear the Accromantula enter, followed by Dementors
"Expectro Patranum" Harry shouted again, pulling out "Thunder," and taking down the first of many spiders. Bye now the battle was a rage, and Harry could make out through the small amount of light coming through the window that it would be a long, and bloody battle at that.
The next day as Harry sat next to Minister Fletcher, he couldn't help but worry about what was to happen. The Vision of Lucius Malfoy being tortured by the dark lord had taken its toll on Harry. Shortly after the vision had passed, Harry had passed out from the pain in his scar. When Ron woke him up at six thirty, Harry immediately rushed to inform Dumbledore what he had seen, but as it was already time for the group to leave, Dumbledore decided to proceed as suggested the night before, but emphasized the need to be cautious.
"Ron, Hermione." Harry sent mentally to his two best friends as they apparated to the ministry. "I am worried about what I saw last night, keep your eyes open, and be careful." Harry asked them. Taking a seat next to Dumbledore, Harry glanced at his watch to see if it had turned to seven. When it had, the conference room in the minister of magic immediately begun to fill with many reporters.
"Good morning, and welcome." Minister Fletcher begun, ten minutes had passed, and it was now time to start. "First of all I want to welcome you all here today, and on such short notice. Being as I have known about what I will be announcing today for quiet some time, this meeting has been a long time coming for me as well." The Minister paused as he watched the quick quills working like mad.
"As you all know, the Ministry of Magic recently lost two of our own. Richard Scott, and Morgan Stowe were both taken from their homes less than three months ago, and in broad daylight they were executed in the streets of Diagon Alley by supporters of Voldermort."
"Over the past few months we have been looking all around the wizarding world for their replacements. The positions of Head of Magical Law Enforcement, and Head of International Wizarding Affairs are two positions that directly fight against Dark times, and as you are aware, these are Dark times. I am pleased to announce today that we have two wizards who are more than qualified to step into these positions, but more importantly is that we have two wizards who will hopefully help bring us out of these dark times."
When the Minister said this, the reporters began talking adamantly. It was well known that whoever took these positions would instantly land on top of Voldermorts hit list, and only a fool would accept them.
"So without further ado, as Head of International Wizarding Affairs, I would like to present one, Arthur Weasley.
"What, off all people." Were the shouts of outrage that immediately followed Arthur's announcement. It was thought by many that Arthur was a bit of a loose cannon when it concerned authority, and no one would have anticipated him to take on such risk.
Thank you Minister Fletcher for that warm welcome. Arthur spoke, taking the stand, and addressing the still slightly out of control crowd. "Yes Abby is it, my name is Arthur Weasley, and of all people the minister choose me." Arthur spoke, and authority in his voice very few recognized.
"As many of you are probably not to familiar with this position, I will explain some of the key functions of my job. First, I am going to work on communications coming from this Ministry. It is important that we keep things that should remain confidential just that."
"Second is to head up all news conferences such as these, to insure accurate, and legitimate information is getting to the public, and Finally I will be rebuilding the rest, It is important that we build strong bonds between all those willing to fight for what is right, and I will focus all of my time and energy to make sure we are united." Arthur paused, for the reporters were growing much to noisy for him to continue.
"And last, as part of my job, I will head up all information that needs to be communicated concerning Voldermort." That was the clincher for Arthur. He had spoken he-who-must-not-be-named, name, and the reporters were now in a fit to be tied.
"Calm down, calm down all of you." Minister Fletcher shouted, as he attempted to gain control. "Now, I will give you a opportunity to question the new Head of communications later, for now I wish to."
"SILENCE" Harry finally shouted, he had grown tired of the fuss the news people were making, and quiet frankly all of the commotion was causing him to loose concentration on his people. "THE MINISTER IS SPEAKING, AND YOU WILL ALL QUIET DOWN." He bellowed again, and to his surprise it quieted down almost instantly.
"Thank you Harry," The minister spoke, as Harry again retook his seat. "Well, with that display of authority, it should come as no surprise to any of you, that Harry Potter will take the role of Head of Magical Law Enforcement." The Minister spoke, smiling the entire time, and motioning for Harry to take the stand.
As Harry made his way to the stand, he could feel the raw emotions of the crowd in front of him. To say that many felt he was not qualified for this position would be a drastic understatement, for the look of many faces were that of pure terror.
"Thank you Minister for that introduction." Harry spoke; he had transformed his school uniform into his new auror uniform on the walk to the stand. "Bye the looks on your face I see that many of you have questions, why don't we start there." Harry asked as suddenly everyone seemed to have regained their voices, and the questions came like a tidal wave.
"How is this allowed." "Aren't you still in school." "You must know the danger." "What do you plan on doing." "He-who-must-not-be-named will attack without hesitation now." "Who will protect you," And the questions kept coming.
"I guess I should have asked for you to raise your hands." Harry shouted after a minute of listening to the ramblings of the frightened news reporters. "Let me answer a few that I understood, and we will try this again." Harry spoke trying to gain a bit of control again.
"Now, please quiet down, and listen. You must know that I am very busy, so if I feel this is becoming a waste of my time, I will end this conference. First, How is this allowed, well it is simple; the Minister of Magic asked that I take on these positions, and I accepted." Harry spoke, the news reporters were still fussing, but Harry would continue anyway.
"As for school, I will graduate at the end of this term, Other than History Of Magic, I have taken, and passed every exam I have been given, and I am currently sitting at 42 NEWTS overall." At this Harry paused, for other than the sound of quick quills writing away at a blistering rate, it was completely silent.
"And finally about what I will do, and my safety. For most of my life I grew up as a muggle, when I turned eleven I was finally made aware of who I was, due to the belief I was safest away from our world.
"When I was eleven, I defeated Voldermort for a second time. By uncovering his plot to steal the sorcerer's stone, I was able to destroy the host body that he was using during his attempt to regain a body, and successfully kept him at bay.
"When I was twelve I defeated Voldermort a third time by killing a basilisk in the Chamber of secrets, and sending Tom Marvolo Riddle, back into the book in which he escaped. When I was thirteen I learned to defend myself against some of the most feared creatures in our world, a Dementor, and since have never feared them again." Again Harry paused, more for the effect than anything else.
"When I was fourteen I won the Triwizarding tournament, and faced Voldermort a fourth time in which he finally got the upper hand, and successfully regained his body. I did however live to speak about it after facing him directly.
"When I was fifteen I faced him again, again I walked away where others would have perished, and just earlier this year I not only faced Voldemort, but I have spit in his face, and still walked away with a smile on my face." By now a buzz was beginning to start up with the news reporters, but Harry continued on anyway.
"You ask me if I am afraid, you say you are afraid, I say this, Fear me, for I will stop at nothing to insure that Voldermort falls once again, and I will pity no one, who fears to lift there wands to stand in his way." The conference was completely quiet now, and from the looks of them, a few were in fact scared of the power generating from Harry.
"You ask what I plan on doing, well I tell you. Voldermort killed my Parents. James Potter, heir to Godric Gryffindor, and Lily Evans Potter, Heir to Merlin. I am their son, and I plan on continuing their fight." Harry finished stepping back from the podium, and looking back to the man he admired most, Albus Dumbledore.
"Fool, you speak of power you do not posses, you will die Potter, like that fool of a father, and that Mudblood mother of yours. AVEDA KEDAVARA"
It happened so fast that most people didn't hear the comments before the curse was shouted. From out of nowhere four death eater had appeared, and before most could react, the killing curse had been thrown.
"Stupefy" the spell was shouted. It only took Hermione, and Ron a second to react, and two of the four deatheaters fell limply to the ground. No one noticed this however, for all eyes were glued to Harry. The killing curse had been aimed perfectly, but in his quick reflexes, Harry threw up the strongest shield he could, and just as the curse reached him, the gold, silver, blue, and yellow shield knocked it back at its caster.
"Ah, so it begins." Harry commented casually, and as people looked on in amazement. Apparating in front of the remaining death eater, Harry was determined too make an example out of him, when he suddenly realized who it was. "Malfoy, I should have known you would be here." Harry spat, as both Ron, and Hermione appeared at his side.
"The famous Harry Potter, trying to save the day again I see, my master has sent me here to give you a message." Lucius retorted, his wand aimed at Harry's heart. "So, you finally decided to publicly support Voldermort have you, how very foolish." Harry answered. No one noticed, but he had pulled his wand as well, and was now looking down it at Lucius.
"You are the one who is foolish Potter. Bye now things are in motion that would take the entire wizarding world to stop. My master has chosen today to finally ride us of you, and bye the time the sun rises tomorrow, there will be a new order in the wizarding world, and for my loyalty I will be second in line to reap its benefits." Malfoy laughed, his voice was cold, and void of all emotions.
Taking one last look at Harry, and glancing at the wand mere inches from his face, Malfoy vanished with a pop, and Harry instantly turned to his friends. "That coward," Were the first words to break the silence. "I should have stunned him." Harry replied lowering his wand, and looking back at Ron. "Come, let's get these three to the stage." Harry spoke, his gaze was cold, and his voice was full of power.
Just then however Professor McGonagall appeared with a pop, and Harry's temperature flared with what that news would bring. "Oh dear Merlin." Harry thought as he watched her walk right to him. "Harry, it's begun."
Within minutes, the news hall was in an uproar. Harry had made the announcement that Hogwarts was under attack, and everyone was rushing the headmaster for conformation.
"Listen, listen to me." Dumbledore shouted, as he tried to gain control. "Go home, tell everyone willing to help to apparate to Hogsmeade. Voldemort must first secure the town before he can attack the school. Go now, I am afraid that we may already be to late." He shouted, as he turned to Harry.
"Can you apparate all eight of us Harry?" Dumbledore needed to know. "Only if we all hold hands." Harry replied, concentrating on the difficult task, and summoning as much power as he could.
With a rush of wind, and flames, the group vanished, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief as they landed in Dumbledore's office. "Harry, Harry, where are you going?" Sirius asked, as Harry immediately rushed for the door.
"I have to see it Sirius, I need to know what were up against." Harry answered throwing open the door, and making his way to the astronomy tower. The group followed immediately, Harry could feel by the fluxuation of the magic within Hogwarts walls that the magical wards were being tested, and fearing what he would see, Harry burst from the door leading to the highest point at Hogwarts, and froze when his eyes meet the scene in front of him.
"Minerva, summon the students, Great Hall." were Dumbledore's first words. "This might very well be the end of Hogwarts." He spoke stepping up to Harry, and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Accromantula, of all the creatures in all the world, Voldermort had to gain the support of spiders." Ron spoke; He was standing next to Harry watching as thousands of spiders attacked the outer walls. This was all Harry needed to snap him out of his trance, and turning to the pale face of his friend, Harry gave him a reassuring smile.
"That's just his first line mate, take a look at the tree line, I would say three, maybe four thousand men strong. Lucius may have been right, it is going to take the whole of the wizarding world to stop this." Harry said, taking in a deep breath, and silently praying to the powers that be.
"It is said that the youth hold the key to the future Harry, it may just so be that the whole of the wizarding world you talked about is present today. At least in the hearts of there children." Dumbledore smiled, although behind his eyes you could read both fear, and anger. Leading the group back into the school, and to the stairs where students were frantically attempting to get to the great hall, he made a decision, whether or not he would see the sunrise he did not care, as long as his children remained safe.
As Harry made his way through the halls of the school he thought was home, he couldn't help feel a bit of anxiety at what was about to happen. He had always thought of Hogwarts as being the safest place in the world, he had always thought that if he survived Voldermort that he would send his children here, but as he was the last one to enter the great Hall, and as he closed the door behind him, Harry had to wonder if that day would ever come.
"Students, teachers, residents of Hogsmeade, the day that we have always feared is upon on, and the day we have hoped to never come has come." Dumbledore spoke as he stood next to Harry at the head table.
"The day has come that you all must make a choice. Voldemort has come to destroy this school. He has gathered his servants to help him, and as we speak Accromantula, are climbing our stone walls."
"I give you all a choice here and now. Stay, and fight for your school, as I, and the others you see behind me will do, or run and hide, and pray for mercy if we fail. Make your choice quickly, for I fear you only have a few minutes to spare." Dumbledore spoke, and many of the first years took off in direction of the common rooms.
Turning to Harry at his side, Dumbledore gave him a smile. "Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, riches take wing, and only character endures."
"Character." Harry replied looking around at the scared faces of his classmates and friends. "We will earn it today." He finished as the lights were suddenly blown out, and the room was filled with a cold that only one thing could explain it.
"Expectro Patranum" Harry shouted as a burst of light exploded from his wand in the direction of the destroyed front doors. "Get behind the teachers. Stun if you can, kill if you must." He shouted as he could hear the Accromantula enter, followed by Dementors
"Expectro Patranum" Harry shouted again, pulling out "Thunder," and taking down the first of many spiders. Bye now the battle was a rage, and Harry could make out through the small amount of light coming through the window that it would be a long, and bloody battle at that.