Disclaimer: The great J.K Rowling owns anything and anyone you recognise as from the first five books. I merely used her characters to write this story, because I am talent less. Thank you

Suddenly a letter came by owl, it was from Severus, – and Voldemort was coming. Flitwick's eyes widened as Dumbledore signalled the order to assemble at their pre discussed points. Today it was make or break, if the order repelled them they would gain self-confidence if they lost they would not be alive to regret it.

In the pensieve

Lily and James were walking through the forbidden forest, she had been riding on Prongs' back, until two red lights hit them. They both awoke, realising they were under the binding spell and started fighting against it.

A few mocking laughs interrupted them,

"Hello, Potter you muggle loving bastard and how sweet is this, we get the mudblood whore in one go? Are we not lucky today, what a privilege? Well Potter, the Dark Lord asked us to bring you to him alive but he did not say that we could not have a little fun. Therefore, we are going to see today if the pleasures of a mudblood whore are as good as one of the pure-blooded women". He went towards Lily and pulled off her robe, leaving her in a thin t-shirt and her bra was visible through it.

James fought off the curse and pulled out a wand, which had been concealed. He undid the curse on himself then blasted the one near her away. Quickly releasing her from the hex and summoning their wands towards him, he fired another blasting curse this time on the floor. The shower of dust allowed them to escape, but they were pursued.

Lily was still shaking after her encounter with the Death Eater and it turned into hate when the said minion came running towards her. She screamed incoherently and then did the first thing she that came to her mind.

"Avada Kedavra" she felt sick after the wizard dropped lifeless before her. She turned away but she saw James looking coldly at the other Death Eater and deliver a slashing curse to his throat. The man died slowly and in terrible pain. She threw up, not worried about James but the fact that she would be going to Azkaban.

The Hogwarts staff arrived just as James killed the Death Eater and they were horror-struck. Wordlessly James turned around and picked up Lily in his arms. Dumbledore turned around and said only three words.

"My office, now"

Everyone quickly made their way there eagerly, wanting to see what would happen to both the top students in school. The staff and the two students assembled within the office and sat, the anticipation growing with Dumbledore's every silent moment.

"Would one of you care to relate the happenings of the past half hour or so?" seeing as Lily was in too emotional a state he told Dumbledore everything. The old man sat there with a pensive look on his face, it got more and more aged towards the end. Before he could speak, Amelia Bones, Barty crouch and the Minister himself entered through the fireplace and requested a re-telling of the story.

Disgruntled, James retold it and sat back listening for what punishment they would get. Crouch looked gleeful and spoke;

"Miss Evans, you will be taken to Azkaban and will be detained there until your trial. Mr. Potter, you will join her until we get an accurate version of events" Lily was struck speechless and James grinned at Crouch evilly.

"No" the three officials gaped at James, Lily turned an incredulous look at him and Dumbledore sat there with nothing other than his twinkling eyes.

"No? Mr. Potter, you have been accused of practicing the Dark Arts, you will be coming with us!" James grinned again and everyone else barring the headmaster looked at him as if he was mad.

"If Lily Evans and I are expelled from this school and sent to the wizarding prison Azkaban...then I will…" he paused for effect, Barty Crouch snapped at him

"Hurry UP POTTER we do not have time for your games" James just smirked again and whispered something to Lily and she turned to stare at him in awe.

"Then…I, as the heir to Gryffindor will let down all the wards that protect Hogwarts from dark wizards and Muggles" everyone paled around him.

"You wouldn't dare"

"Oh, I would I assure you"

"But the children? They would die!"

"No, the castle is mine; therefore they would be ejected out of my home" James burst out gleefully, causing the people around him to rock back in shock.

"What do you mean it is yours? The ministry owns it", Amelia questioned.

"Wrong. Lord Gryffindor or dear old gramps as I like to call him, owned 75 of the castle, and Salazar (As both the richest purebloods in England) the other 25. Both their wives 'muggleborn' Rowena Ravenclaw and 'half-blood' Helga Hufflepuff respectively, came from poorer backgrounds but were notoriously gifted. The school was built on the virtues of Merlin. He was wise and craved knowledge, which was rampant in Ravenclaw, had excellent healing powers, and was surprisingly gentle with his friends that is why we had Hufflepuff. Sly and cunning yet still brave and honour bound created the basis for the two houses.

When Helga was killed by muggles Salazar went insane and came back corrupted by Black magic, a magic truly evil not like Dark Arts, which could be used for good. He had a major case of bloodlust and killed Ravenclaw when he came back. Lord Gryffindor forgave him before they fought one last time and killed him with his sword. Salazar's only relative was Lord Gryffindor by a distant relationship, as illegitimate sons could not inherit from the father. The eldest son of Salazar swore that he would get revenge, creating the current conflict. Therefore I own the castle and you have no say in what I do or say because this is private property in which my status as Lord Gryffindor gives me leeway to do"

Taking Dumbledore's hesitant nod as confirmation they left dejected and both Lily and James went back to their common room. On the way, he explained to her that some people deserve to die. By killing one, she had probably saved fifty. She accepted it but could not dispel the feeling of guilt.

Back Outside Pensive

Dumbledore stood arguing with himself, on impulse he wrote a note and sent it.

Harry got a note, reading it he pulled out the enchanted galleon and summoned his club around him. He read the note again

'Harry, voldemort is here, come with your group and positions them on the second floor windows which face the entrance gate. It is the only way in for a large army but I won't put students at risk. You however, may come down to the front, as I believe you are a capable dueller.'…

The DA stood, facing out of the upper windows, watching fearfully yet resolutely as their leader stood outside next to the old headmaster himself. Sounds of running from the forbidden forest made the order- who were assembled either side of the powerful two - a little skittish. Albus raised his hand to signal the lowering of wands as Aberforth, Frederick Zabini, and Mundungus Fletcher came into view. They pulled into position without a word, and stayed quiet until the attack began.

A cold feeling creeping into their veins signalled the assault. The DA leant back as a whole, whipped their wands and screamed in one voice

"EXPECTO PATRONUM" whilst Harry's solitary voice screamed out

"DESTRUCTOVIS PATRONUM" a huge stag erupted, gleaming silver with razor sharp antlers charging and destroying a being, which looked like a small Dementor. He realised it was a Lethifold; he had never come across one before.

Most of the Lethifolds were dispersed easily, but this allowed the way to be clear for death eaters and the battle began. Moody dropped three death eaters with brutal chest crushing curses within the first few minutes. Kingsley had two down and was fighting off another couple with ridiculous ease., whilst Tonks was having trouble with her one Death Eater – Bellatrix.

Harry attacked, unleashing the dark curse Snape had been the victim of via James potter "Skelo-destructo" the Death Eater fell with an agonising scream. Around 12 more had been stunned by stupefy spells cast from the DA up from the window. There were at least three Death Eaters for one light wizard; it was like a swarm of ants covering a few hapless insects. Harry took down another and another, finally blasting the third one twenty feet away.

Dumbledore was having a field day, knocking out his foes with barely a flicker of his wand. Twenty Death Eaters later, he finally took a stunner to the back which made him sway slightly. Then he started firing off harder and more brutal curses, which were barely classified as light magic.

Soon the floor was littered with knocked out, dead or dying death eaters and very few order members. Then came the terrible moment, which brought a cold fear into all but the two champions of the light.

A being with glowing red eyes and a serpentine face swaggered into the line of fire; Dumbledore was too tired but stepped up anyway and the duel commenced. Spell after spell made the surrounding wizards hairs stand on end as the large influx of magic had the effect of static electricity upon them.

The two wizards transfigured and charmed, ducked and weaved throughout the duel. Dumbledore's advantage of ninety extras years of knowledge over Voldemort kept him in the duel, even through his exhaustion. Voldemort knew that he would lose so he created a mass-portkey, linking it to the dark mark and activated it.

The anti-portkey wards stopped him so he carried on duelling with Dumbledore. By now, all surrounding duels had ceased and they watched in awe, as the full armoury from both was unleashed. Transfiguration, charms, curses, hex dark arts and even wandless balls of magic.

Suddenly Voldemort lowered his wand, with which the headmaster followed suit because of the honour of duelling. Voldemort grinned and screeched out in a high-pitched cackle.

"I LORD VOLDEMORT CHALLENGE HARRY JAMES POTTER TO A WIZARDS DUEL" shocking everyone. Everyone glanced uneasily at Harry who was slightly panting from the previous duels.

"I HARRY JAMES POTTER ACCEPT" everyone gasped in shock whilst Dumbledore closed his eyes. The two faced off, walking in a circle appraising each other. Voldemort backed off in a duelling staff prompting Harry to do the same. Then the duel began,

"Obliterate" Harry screamed, it hit Voldemort's shield shattering it and knocking him to the ground. He got up quickly and sent a disarming charm back.

"AVADA KEDAVRA", both wizards shouted simultaneously and both hit their mark. Both wizards collapsed onto the ground but miraculously were still breathing. Slowly they got back up, shocking everyone who feared the worst.

Voldemort grinned, his modified body allowing him to recover easier; he fired another green beam at Harry. A black blur took the killing curse for Harry, shocking Voldemort. He recovered quickly and spoke,

"Well, Well the little rat has sacrificed himself, who knew he had it in him?" Harry looked down to see that it was indeed Peter Pettigrew, his eyes were lifeless, but his face was twisted in a triumphant and gleeful expression.

"Time for you to die Potter, AVADA KED…" suddenly the evil bastard disappeared along with all his minions and they felt a tingle of magic spread through them. Dumbledore looked at Harry and realised what must have happened. The boy was shaking so he must have performed some powerful magic. Dumbledore grinned, the boy had taken down the port-key wards and put them up again. The first action was taxing but the second was twice as worse. His respect went up a notch for the boy's ability, he was powerful extremely so. Slowly everyone gathered into a circle and were joined by the cheering DA.

"We shall discuss this at our meeting; the DA may attend it also, please redirect yourselves to the great hall.

Hours Earlier

Peter Pettigrew hid the forbidden forest with some of his brethren waiting for their master to signal the attack and the Lethifolds were having a bad effect on him.

Lethifolds differed slightly from Dementors; they made you remember everything that you had lost as well as all your worst memories. He was currently remembering when he had held the six-month Harry in his arms and was playing with him.

He remembered Sirius telling him what an honour he had achieved as Lily and James put their trust in him, and indeed their lives as well as their sons into his hands. He had betrayed them, he would never again play with Harry, nor would Harry be happy that his first word was 'Wormy'. Never again would Lily cook for him and his 'brothers', nor would they laugh until the sun went down. Never again would Peter fly around with James and Harry against Remus or Sirius and never again would Harry mutter 'I love you' as he had a few days before Peter betrayed his parents.

In addition, the boy had saved him; the idiotic, rash, and arrogant boy had saved his life even though it would have been correct to take his life. It reeked of James and he had used that reason to escape with his life. Manipulating the boy's desire to follow his father's example as a warrior of the light, he had survived with what little dignity he had left dissipating. He had given all that for someone who tortured him for his mistakes and for someone who could not kill a child. Tonight he would pay back some of that, even if it killed him.

Two hours later

Peter jumped across and muttered 'I'm sorry' to Harry before he took the killing curse. The words went unheard in the screaming background but Peter would never know.

Authors note:

Von: no it wont be a lovey dovey type thing at least until the end, and i wont be focusing much on it. it will be there however... the meaning of those words are quite different to what you have assumed them to be.

thankyou to all my reviwers, hope you had a good new years day.