As soon as Harry appeared in Hogsmeade, he felt as though he was somewhere else. It didn't look like Hogsmeade anymore. Buildings were on fire, people lay dead on the streets or were running for their lives, and a dark cloud seemed to hover over the once-peaceful village.
For a moment, he just wanted to stand by in awe, but he knew he had to help. He tried to move from the spot where he stood, but his legs didn't want to move. Only when Professor Bronte emerged from the fireplace did he finally move. "Let's go, Harry!" She called to him, not even stopping. With that, Harry broke into a run toward where the villagers' homes got. The Death Eaters were attacking the poor young children who looked as though they weren't even able to hold a wand.
"Expelliarmus!" He called out, pointing his wand at the first Death Eater to cross his path, making his wand fly out of his hand and the young child he was making float was falling to the ground. Harry stopped her from falling with a levitation charm and slowly guided her back to the ground. She stared at him, tears streaming down her face and fear clear in her eyes. "Quick, get out of here!" He told the little girl who quickly scrambled to find her mother. "Stupefy!" He called out again, his wand, pointed at the same Death Eater. The hooded figure stood stunned in place (he was reaching for his want) and Harry approached him, pulling off his mask.
"Lucius Malfoy?" A voice asked from behind Harry. He quickly turned to see Mr. Weasley limping over with a cut on his right cheek.
"I tried to tell you." Harry said.
"Never mind that, Harry. Keep going. There are dozens more up a head." Harry noticed Mr. Weasley nursing, what looked to be, a broken arm.
"Are you-" But, Mr. Weasley cut him off.
"Don't worry about me. Go on!" With that, Mr. Weasley rushed into The Three Broomsticks as fast as he could with a gimp leg. Harry assumed he was going for medical attention and went after the big group of Death Eaters the members of the Order and D.A. who were struggling to get direct hits without hitting those who were being terrorized.
"All right, Harry?" Lupin asked, putting a stunning spell on the Death Eater nearest him.
"Yeah." Harry looked around at the swarm of people, trying to find Professor Bronte. "Where's Professor Bronte?"
"Why?"
"She was in such a hurry…" He trailed off as a sudden explosion behind them sent them flying, headfirst into a small home. They crashed through the huge windows and found themselves lying on their backs. "Ow!" Was all Harry said. Lupin quickly got up and helped Harry to his feet.
"Don't worry about Nikolett, Harry. She can take care of herself." Harry wasn't sure if that was true. When Professor Bronte had passed him, she had a very angry glint in her eyes; something that Harry had never seen on her before. "Let's get back to it, shall we?" Harry nodded, unsurely and they exited the hut by going out through the window they had entered.
Spells and curses were flying every which way, which made Harry crouched down low so he could get past. Harry had passed every member of the Order and D.A. when he realized that two were missing. Professor Bronte had vanished and, now, so had Snape.
He noticed the hawk circling a building that had not yet been touched by Death Eaters. It was as if, Harry though, the hawk was signaling where to go. Taking the hint, Harry slowly approached the building, clutching his wand, until he heard someone yell out, "Expelliarmus!" and he went flying through another window and went crashing to the floor.
"Harry!" He heard Professor Bronte exclaim as he lay still on the ground. He opened his eyes to see her standing over him.
"Wha-" He asked, slightly disoriented.
"Sit up, boy!" He heard a familiar voice say. His scar let out a rush of pain as he began aware of who was around him. He quickly sat up to see Voldemort, surrounded by more Death Eaters and his wand pointed straight at Harry's heart. "Your end has come, Potter!" Voldemort hissed.
