Harry Potter and Dumbledore's Army
Part Three
Harry lay comfortable on his bed as he looked blankly at the ceiling. It had been three days since the raid on London and those three day where pure hell. The muggle police and military were looking for his group. They had pictures of all of them and his first and last name and several of his friends first names, and to make it worse Voldemort wasn't taking a break over two hundred people mostly muggles had died in the 4 raids he had sent into muggle towns. The helicopters they had heard overhead were news helos broadcasting it live though most of the western world. Many things had changed in his plans as well. First swords were going to be mandatory to everyone in D.A. Harry also wanted to use every advantage he had even muggle ones. He knew Voldemort wouldn't touch any muggle technology to help him. Muggle weapons mostly guns and rifles, which wouldn't be mandatory. Grenades, dart guns, stun guns, and est. would all prove and advantage against Voldemort and his legions.
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September 1st had always been a joyful day in the eyes of the headmaster of Hogwarts, but this year he felt older than his real age of 125 years. Mr. Potter and a long list of students had gone missing for a little over three weeks and their parents were worried. Dumbledore knew they were safe for he had received a short letter from Harry a few weeks prior. It had simply said the D.A. had reformed and that he would see him on the battlefield. He was worried about it all, for he feared they would both die before this war ended.
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Harry sat at the enlarged dinner table as he ate with his friends and his extended family. The Dursley's had been upset that a large number of magic people were moving in, but once they got to know some of them they lighten up. The house had been just big enough for them. Harry shared a room with Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, and Luna. Their bedrooms where all about the size of their old common rooms with the help of Hermione's books on housing and enlarging your home. Each room had 6 beds with the boys on one side and the girls on the other. Each bedroom had a bathroom just as royal as the prefects bathrooms at Hogwarts. Training had been fierce also in that short time they had all learned how to apparate illegally of course, but still could. The girls had tailored their new robes, which were navy blue. Almost all of them had wanted to handle the guns but only a few chose them as a secondary weapon. Harry, Ron, the twins, and Dean carried Handguns. Colt 45's to be exact. While Ginny, Hermione, Luna, and Cho carried stun guns. The other had declined to carry anything other than their wand and the swords. Harry had spent over 2/10s of his parents vault to purchase everything they would need. Food, guns, stun guns, swords, materials for the robes, and last a very advance detection device that with Hermione and Cho's help that would detected Voldemort's magical signature. His scar had been the sample they needed to home it in. Now every time Voldemort stepped out of his fortress that was warded against detection devices a shrill siren would sound through the house. It had gone off more times than Harry had liked, but they couldn't do anything till early today when they had completed weapons training. They woke at 4am and had a small breakfast before they went down stairs to train till noon to have a lunch break then head back down and train again until 10pm when they had a light dinner and went to bed around midnights to get a few hours sleep.
After dinner Harry sat down by the fire in the living room as everyone else retired. He looked into the fire for the longest time before he felt the couch dip as someone set next to him.
"What are you thinking Harry?" Ginny asked him looking into the fire as he was.
"I'm worried about all of you. What would happen if one of you died under my command? It scary me so much, that I'll lose one of you. I don't know what I'd do to myself." He said his eyes never leaving the blue and yellow crackling fire.
"You could lose one of us. It most likely you will but we all can live our lives to the fullest before it happens. That's all we can do." She said kindly and with knowledge beyond her years.
Harry smiled a bit before he turned to look "So how are you a Dean doing?" He asked with a knowing smile. Before she could answer the siren blared through the house.
Everyone moved swiftly and with in 5 minutes they where ready to apparate to Edinburgh.
"Ok when we get there I want you all to look for cover. No reason to stand out in the open. First order with be for the gunners to load and aim. When we see the death eaters empty all but one clip and before you leave safety reload just in case you need it. Everyone else wait for the next command. Ok lets do this thing." Harry said as they gathered in the living room as the Dursley's watched them. All at once they apparated as a group, to of gardens on the side of the road.
"This is an excellent ambush position. Everyone on this side so there is no crossfire." Harry said as the gunners pulled out their guns and loaded them as quietly as possible. "Ok I see them. Hold your fire until I say and don't shoot the group commander we will capture him for questioning." Harry said before he put a finger to his lips and looked at the group. They nodded they would refrain from talking until the ambush was over. Shortly after a double line of death eaters walked right in front of the ambushers.
"Fire!" Harry's yell was followed by gunfire and all but the unit commander was down. Harry stunned him.
"Ambush!" screeched several death eaters behind the other group.
"Gunners advance!" Harry ordered and the small group moved into the street to see a few death eaters around Voldemort. "Fire at will!" once again his voice was followed by the hailing of bullets. The other death eaters apparated away, but Voldemort stay standing as bullet after bullet bounced off his aegis shield.
"You will pay for this Potter with your life and your friends lives." Voldemort said with utmost rage. Voldemort's threat hit Harry hard, but what could he do nothing. They would all have died if that would have happened. Harry deposited his gun in the holster and pulled his sword.
"No Potter not today for I know that muggle-loving fool and his order are on their way. Goodbye!" he said with scornful laughter.
"Ok lets get the unit commander and go home." Harry said tiredly. Harry felt sick he was sure he had killed at least one and the other gunners were feeling the same thing. They were slowly apparating in groups back to HQ. Since you couldn't apparate directly into the house because of the wards you had to apparate in the street and walk to the house from there, and a large group would be suspicious of they were seen. Within ten minutes everyone was back at HQ's.
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"Headmaster!" Snape yelled as he entered the great hall as some of the late night workers were having lunch.
"Yes Severus what can I do for you?" He asked nicely.
"We were taking some young death eaters on a trial when they were ambushed by men in blue robes. I couldn't see faces because they were hidden, but the whole trial group were just just.."
"Dead." Said a voice from by the fireplace. Both looked at the man he wore black pants, black socks, black button up shirt with a blue robe that looked almost like a muggle trench coat. You could see a sheath and the hilt of a blade. He all together looked like someone not to mess with.
"Yes!" Snape stuttered slightly.
Harry pulled his hood off before he looked over at Dumbledore and Snape." Not all of them are dead we took the unit commander. He is in a cell right now sleeping off a stunner. However that's not why I'm here." He said.
"What can I help you with Harry?" Dumbledore asked.
"Nothing sir. I'm here to offer a helping hand when you need it and until then Dumbledore's Army will always be ready for the fight. Good day professors." Harry said as he stepped back into the fire and said something they didn't quiet hear it.
Disclaimer: Yes I just bought the rights to Harry Potter NOTTTTT.
A/N: What did you think come on come on tell me. Read and Review.
What's next?
The name of the prisoner. Voldemort has a chat with some night elves. Harry and his group kick some more arse.
Part Three
Harry lay comfortable on his bed as he looked blankly at the ceiling. It had been three days since the raid on London and those three day where pure hell. The muggle police and military were looking for his group. They had pictures of all of them and his first and last name and several of his friends first names, and to make it worse Voldemort wasn't taking a break over two hundred people mostly muggles had died in the 4 raids he had sent into muggle towns. The helicopters they had heard overhead were news helos broadcasting it live though most of the western world. Many things had changed in his plans as well. First swords were going to be mandatory to everyone in D.A. Harry also wanted to use every advantage he had even muggle ones. He knew Voldemort wouldn't touch any muggle technology to help him. Muggle weapons mostly guns and rifles, which wouldn't be mandatory. Grenades, dart guns, stun guns, and est. would all prove and advantage against Voldemort and his legions.
~~
September 1st had always been a joyful day in the eyes of the headmaster of Hogwarts, but this year he felt older than his real age of 125 years. Mr. Potter and a long list of students had gone missing for a little over three weeks and their parents were worried. Dumbledore knew they were safe for he had received a short letter from Harry a few weeks prior. It had simply said the D.A. had reformed and that he would see him on the battlefield. He was worried about it all, for he feared they would both die before this war ended.
~~
Harry sat at the enlarged dinner table as he ate with his friends and his extended family. The Dursley's had been upset that a large number of magic people were moving in, but once they got to know some of them they lighten up. The house had been just big enough for them. Harry shared a room with Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, and Luna. Their bedrooms where all about the size of their old common rooms with the help of Hermione's books on housing and enlarging your home. Each room had 6 beds with the boys on one side and the girls on the other. Each bedroom had a bathroom just as royal as the prefects bathrooms at Hogwarts. Training had been fierce also in that short time they had all learned how to apparate illegally of course, but still could. The girls had tailored their new robes, which were navy blue. Almost all of them had wanted to handle the guns but only a few chose them as a secondary weapon. Harry, Ron, the twins, and Dean carried Handguns. Colt 45's to be exact. While Ginny, Hermione, Luna, and Cho carried stun guns. The other had declined to carry anything other than their wand and the swords. Harry had spent over 2/10s of his parents vault to purchase everything they would need. Food, guns, stun guns, swords, materials for the robes, and last a very advance detection device that with Hermione and Cho's help that would detected Voldemort's magical signature. His scar had been the sample they needed to home it in. Now every time Voldemort stepped out of his fortress that was warded against detection devices a shrill siren would sound through the house. It had gone off more times than Harry had liked, but they couldn't do anything till early today when they had completed weapons training. They woke at 4am and had a small breakfast before they went down stairs to train till noon to have a lunch break then head back down and train again until 10pm when they had a light dinner and went to bed around midnights to get a few hours sleep.
After dinner Harry sat down by the fire in the living room as everyone else retired. He looked into the fire for the longest time before he felt the couch dip as someone set next to him.
"What are you thinking Harry?" Ginny asked him looking into the fire as he was.
"I'm worried about all of you. What would happen if one of you died under my command? It scary me so much, that I'll lose one of you. I don't know what I'd do to myself." He said his eyes never leaving the blue and yellow crackling fire.
"You could lose one of us. It most likely you will but we all can live our lives to the fullest before it happens. That's all we can do." She said kindly and with knowledge beyond her years.
Harry smiled a bit before he turned to look "So how are you a Dean doing?" He asked with a knowing smile. Before she could answer the siren blared through the house.
Everyone moved swiftly and with in 5 minutes they where ready to apparate to Edinburgh.
"Ok when we get there I want you all to look for cover. No reason to stand out in the open. First order with be for the gunners to load and aim. When we see the death eaters empty all but one clip and before you leave safety reload just in case you need it. Everyone else wait for the next command. Ok lets do this thing." Harry said as they gathered in the living room as the Dursley's watched them. All at once they apparated as a group, to of gardens on the side of the road.
"This is an excellent ambush position. Everyone on this side so there is no crossfire." Harry said as the gunners pulled out their guns and loaded them as quietly as possible. "Ok I see them. Hold your fire until I say and don't shoot the group commander we will capture him for questioning." Harry said before he put a finger to his lips and looked at the group. They nodded they would refrain from talking until the ambush was over. Shortly after a double line of death eaters walked right in front of the ambushers.
"Fire!" Harry's yell was followed by gunfire and all but the unit commander was down. Harry stunned him.
"Ambush!" screeched several death eaters behind the other group.
"Gunners advance!" Harry ordered and the small group moved into the street to see a few death eaters around Voldemort. "Fire at will!" once again his voice was followed by the hailing of bullets. The other death eaters apparated away, but Voldemort stay standing as bullet after bullet bounced off his aegis shield.
"You will pay for this Potter with your life and your friends lives." Voldemort said with utmost rage. Voldemort's threat hit Harry hard, but what could he do nothing. They would all have died if that would have happened. Harry deposited his gun in the holster and pulled his sword.
"No Potter not today for I know that muggle-loving fool and his order are on their way. Goodbye!" he said with scornful laughter.
"Ok lets get the unit commander and go home." Harry said tiredly. Harry felt sick he was sure he had killed at least one and the other gunners were feeling the same thing. They were slowly apparating in groups back to HQ. Since you couldn't apparate directly into the house because of the wards you had to apparate in the street and walk to the house from there, and a large group would be suspicious of they were seen. Within ten minutes everyone was back at HQ's.
~~
"Headmaster!" Snape yelled as he entered the great hall as some of the late night workers were having lunch.
"Yes Severus what can I do for you?" He asked nicely.
"We were taking some young death eaters on a trial when they were ambushed by men in blue robes. I couldn't see faces because they were hidden, but the whole trial group were just just.."
"Dead." Said a voice from by the fireplace. Both looked at the man he wore black pants, black socks, black button up shirt with a blue robe that looked almost like a muggle trench coat. You could see a sheath and the hilt of a blade. He all together looked like someone not to mess with.
"Yes!" Snape stuttered slightly.
Harry pulled his hood off before he looked over at Dumbledore and Snape." Not all of them are dead we took the unit commander. He is in a cell right now sleeping off a stunner. However that's not why I'm here." He said.
"What can I help you with Harry?" Dumbledore asked.
"Nothing sir. I'm here to offer a helping hand when you need it and until then Dumbledore's Army will always be ready for the fight. Good day professors." Harry said as he stepped back into the fire and said something they didn't quiet hear it.
Disclaimer: Yes I just bought the rights to Harry Potter NOTTTTT.
A/N: What did you think come on come on tell me. Read and Review.
What's next?
The name of the prisoner. Voldemort has a chat with some night elves. Harry and his group kick some more arse.