Disclaimer: ::in a singing voice:: Still don't own it.... ::done singing:: but I do own the plot.

A/N: here's another chapter! Hope you like it! Thanks to all my reviewers. I love you guys. Oh,  I thought people would have been smart enough to figure this out during the second chapter, but all the electrical objects at Hogwarts are charmed. I thought 'someone' would have been smart enough to figure that out. If you wanna know what I'm talking about, look at my reviews. Okay. Done complaining now. On with the show!!!

The New Prophecy

Chapter 14- The Battle Begins

            The day before Voldemort was scheduled to attack was filled with anxiety. Dumbledore had given the students the day off so they could mentally prepare for the fight tomorrow. He also urged students to try to sleep, or at least rest, because they would need it. "Can't have my warriors falling asleep in the middle of the battle, now can we?" he had said.

            Many students chose to stay inside and goof around with their friends, but very few dared to venture outside. The most confident group seemed to be the Gryffindors. After all, they had Harry Potter. The Syltherins didn't care. They had their leaders, and they would follow them no matter what.

            Harry was sitting on his bed, looking out of the window. He was thinking about Hermione. That talk had been a powerful step forward for him; she had actually shown some emotion towards him. But would she really think about what he said?

            Oddly enough, Hermione was thinking about what Harry had said. She was sitting in her hammock chair on her balcony thinking about their conversation a month ago. She really did miss hanging out with him. They had been really close, but then Sirius dies and he began to close himself off and build his walls. She let out a sigh as she switched her mind to other things.

            Her father. She would fight against him. She had a meeting with all the other junior Death Eaters a week ago. There they had expressed their great detest towards Voldemort. They decided to emerge from the main doors of the castle behind Dumbledore and all the students, they would have their wands out and aimed at the students' backs, then turn their wands on Voldemort and his men.

            She thought about it for a while. This had to work. It just had to. She wasn't going to spend any more time in her life listening to that bastard and all those troglodytes. She hoped Harry could defeat him.

            A while later, Draco came out and sat with Hermione. She looked stressed. He sat behind her and gave her a massage.

            "You okay?" he asked.

            "I am now," she said, leaning back into him.

            "Good to hear." They sat for a while, just thinking. Tomorrow was going to be a rough day. "So are you gonna defeat him, or will it be Potter?"

            "I honestly don't know. Sometimes I feel like it should be me."

            "I guess we'll find out tomorrow, huh?"

            "I guess we will."

            Later that night, Hermione and Draco tried to sleep, but with dawn drawing so near, it was very difficult. In fact, it was hard for anyone in the castle to sleep. There was excitement in the air.

            Soon, however, the excitement became too much and the students fell asleep. Most dreamt of the battle to come, but few fell into a dreamless sleep, a welcoming escape from the day's restlessness.

            Voldemort stood at the edge of the Dark Forest, waiting for the dawn to come. He looked at Hogwarts and remembered when he went there. Some fifty years ago he had opened the Chamber of Secrets and unleashed terror into the very souls of the castle's occupants. Today, he would do it once again.

            Voldemort smiled. How ironic life could be sometimes.

            Sometime around 5 o'clock, the students were woken from their slumber. It was just about dawn, time for the attack. The students got dressed, and attempted to eat breakfast, but they were too uneasy. Well, most of the students were nervous. Hermione, Draco, and Harry looked relatively calm. Most of the students looked to Harry for support. He was a hero after all. The whole of Syltherin, on the other hand, looked to their leaders. Harry didn't know what he was doing, they thought.

            Voldemort started assembling his men around 5:30. Time to move out and start the assault on Hogwarts. He gathered his men around before heading off.

            "Lucius, take your men and go to the Syltherin common room; Snape, take your men and head towards Hufflepuff; Pettigrew, go to Ravenclaw. I will take Gryffindor. Once we have them, go to the Great Hall for the execution. Understood?"

            A round of "Yes, My Lord" was heard throughout the group.

            "Good. Let's go. Today, Harry Potter dies."

            Dumbledore led the students out font to wait for Voldemort. Nervous, but determined, the students followed. While they stood, a group, and a big one at that, arrived from Hogsmead. Dumbledore smile a small, sad smile as he looked around. He saw the younger faces of his pupils mixed with the older ones of the adults he had taught long ago.

            'Courage knows no age,' he thought. But how many would live to be adults? See tomorrow even? 'The price of war is unimaginable.'

            Soon, Voldemort and his men emerged from the forest. When he saw Dumbledore and little army standing there he was taken aback.

            'Who could have...' he thought angrily. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. 'The junior Death Eaters' He scanned the group in front of him, but found no trace of Hermione, or the other Death Eaters for that matter.

            Suddenly, as if on cue, the castle doors opened, revealing a large group. Hermione and Draco led Syltherin house down the steps, wands out and pointed at the Students. Voldemort smiled evilly, all doubts leaving his mind.

            He heard the angry roar of the crowd as they realized what was going on. Some screamed in anger, while others just cursed outright. Voldemort laughed. This was going to better than he had expected. But just as quickly as the sick, twisted happiness filled him, it was gone. Hermione and her group slowly turned their wands towards him and his men. Anger filled his entire being. His own daughter and heiress had betrayed him. He let out an enraged cry as he and his men charged. Dumbledore looked on. "So, the great battle of our time begins."

A/N: Done! Whew! The last line was from the Lord of the Rings, just so nobody gets me on that. Haha. Hope you like it! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Just for effect, you should listen to "Bodies", by Drowning Pool during that last part. I thought it went with it nicely. I'll try and update as soon as I can, but I don't know when that'll be. I have to start work now. But yay for me! I work at the Happiest Place on Earth! W00!!! Haha. So I'll get to it as soon as possible. Till next time kiddies. "So Dawn's in trouble. It must be Tuesday."