"They are coming out Albus. There, do you see?"
"Yes Minerva, I see. I also see fear and hesitation. They anticipated a surprise attack. Now, they are doubting themselves."
"Albus," Snape said, "we have to meet them away from the school."
"So we must. Snape, gather all the students ready to fight. Minerva, take all the others to the dungeons. That is the safest place for them. The war is coming and if I am correct, so is the storm," Dumbledore remarked pointing towards the storm clouds in the distance.
The students able to fight awaited Dumbledore in the Great Hall. He stepped up to where his chair normally sat which now stood an owl podium. He cleared his throat to signal silence.
"Just outside those doors, destiny awaits. You fight now for your family, your friends, and muggles. You are fighting for a cause greater than evil. Not only does the war await, but also a storm to rinse us clean afterwards. You are in charge of what happens before the storm. Remember those that have sacrificed themselves for this cause. But most of all, remember it is for those people and the ones that live that you fight now. Fight for them!"
The Great Hall erupted into shouts and students began to file outside to fight. Old and young alike stood together to fight.
Harry looked down the line of fighters and pictured her face. It was for her that he fought now. It was for her that he was going to win this war.
The cry went out and the war began. Spells began shooting in every direction. Students fell but so did the enemy. No one was going to give up.
A Death Eater stepped in Hermione's pat. For a fleeting instant she was frightened, then she remembered Storm. Concentrating all her energy into the wand, she shouted "RESTRICONOUS!" The Death Eater doubled over in pain, clutching his head.
"Wow Hermione," Draco said beside her, "where did you learn that one?"
"Storm," Hermione said simply.
Draco rushed at an oncoming Death Eater, taking him to the ground. Hermione saw Ron and went to his aid.
Harry just kept going through every spell he had ever learnt. With each spell, he thought of Storm.
Thunder sounded overhead and lightening struck. Death Eaters were illuminated by the light. Colorful light from spells exploded in the night. Death was everywhere.
Harry branded his wand like a sword, ready to do battle with whom ever. Off in the distance he saw Lupin battling. Then he saw Hermione. She was putting up a good fight but a spell got past her defenses. Harry tried to get to her but something blocked his path. It was him- Voldemort.
"Hello Harry," Voldemort sneered, "we meet again."
"So we do," Harry said with sarcasm in his voice.
"But I'm sorry to say that this time one of us won't be walking away," Voldemort said toying with his wand.
"I'm so glad you've accepted your death Voldemort."
Anger filled Voldemort's eyes. "I will come out the victor this time Harry. We stand on equal ground now. Your mummy's not here to save you this time."
"You sent the package that killed Storm and you will die for it," Harry said angrily.
"Ah yes, the little girlfriend," Voldemort said amused. "Did you love her Harry? Of course you did. Must kill you to know that she died because of you. If you had not given her that box to open..."
"Shut up! She died so I Could live. She knew I had to be here."
"Do you believe that?" Voldemort was amused. "Do you believe that she willingly died for you?" Voldemort let out a loud laugh. "You are stupid, aren't you? Well, why don't I help you out? Time to go visit your girlfriend. AVADA KEDAVRA"
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A/N- WOW! I believe that is my first cliffhanger. Correct me if I'm wrong. It's almost over but I have three other stories to post. Maybe I'll get this done before St. Patty's day. Thanks and please review!