Chapter 22
A/N: Hello and thank you for being patient. I was rereading this chapter and I was a bit disappointed. It seemed so much slower and better when I was writing it and now it just seems very fast-moving. Still, I hope you all enjoy it. Thanks so much!
AnaDracolovEr- I'm so glad you like this. Thanks for reading!
Katina Wellson- I'm really glad you liked their bonding. I know alot of people think they'd never do that, but this is a fanfic. It's just imagination. It's not supposed to be in character. Thanks for reviewing!
Fairy Lights- Thanks so so so much for reviewing!
Brooks- I'm glad you're so excited about this. It really gives me reason to update and I'm glad there are people like you who faithfully update.
Angelsparkle006- Thanks a bunch!
snowyangel83- I know and understand how you are getting a bit bored with this. (At least, that's what it seems.) I love your constructive criticism; it really helps. After this story is over, I do think I have a good plot planned out for a short sequel. It may not be very long, but I'd like to write it, because I'm sad this one is almost over. Thanks for reviewing!
Debatingqueen- Well, I hope you don't really think I am a mean person. :) I just thought that was a good place to leave it for another chapter. Mine aren't really long and that's because I have a hard time reading really long chapters. Thanks so much for liking this!
overXposed- You've been an interesting reviewer from the beginning and I really appreciate it. Thanks so so so much.
spikefan- Thank you so much for the compliment!!
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Gryffindor620- LOL Once again, thanks for reviewing!
The students were crowding in the Great Hall. The amount of chaos was about ten times worse than five years ago when the troll invaded the school. This wasn't one dumb mountain troll. This was a large group of Voldemort's supporters.
Dumbledore held up his hands. "Silence!" he yelled. "Silence!!" he repeated, when no one did as he said. Finally, the Hall was reasonably quiet.
"We've discussed these events before. Seventh year volunteers and teachers will follow me. The rest of you shall stay here with Hagrid. Please stay calm," he ordered.
"There is no way we're staying here," Harry whispered fiercely as he led Ron and Draco out of the Great Hall, keeping out of the teachers' view.
Hogwarts's army was lining up outside the castle. Harry noticed that there were about 100 more people than he expected. All of the Order were there, along with many other adults. Some were students' parents. The odd thing was, however, he didn't see any enemy. It was going on four in the morning and still dark out. He peered into the darkness ahead of them and saw dark shadows appearing towards them. It was the Death Eaters and they were coming out of the Forbidden Forest.
Hermione's mind raced. She had to keep Harry from coming after her. If this was anything like her nightmare, he may die trying to save her. This also meant that the terrible battle in her nightmare was now a reality. But she couldn't panic. Think, she told herself, think! Voldemort entered the room again, no longer smiling.
"Time to go," he said, pointing his wand at her. The rope binding her feet untied and she was forced to walk. She soon realized that she had been kept deep inside the Forbidden Forest they whole time. If only I'd escaped, she thought miserably.
As Draco stared at his foes, his heart began pounding. Somewhere across the grounds, his father was staring back. He could feel it. Suddenly, the first spell was cast. It was like pulling the trigger to an automatic machine gun. The spells just wouldn't stop. Draco saw people fall. It seemed as though for each fallen Death Eater, there were two fallen people on his side. Wait a minute, where have I heard that before? he asked himself as he dodged a beam of red light. Immediately it came to him, her words echoing in his head.
"...A war started, and people were dying--two good people for every evil one..."
Oh no, it's her nightmare. It was real. This is it, he thought. That must mean... Draco ran for cover behind a tree. He spotted Ron and Harry fighting side-by-side. Draco shot Stunning Spells at both Death Eaters and gestured Ron and Harry to come over to him.
"I know where Hermione is," he said quickly. During that week that I was with her, she had a terrible nightmare. It was this war. Everything that is happening now is happening according to her dream," he explained quickly.
"Well, then where is she?" Ron asked hurriedly, turning around to make sure they were still hidden.
"Voldemort has her," Draco said quietly. "But you can't go after her, Harry."
"Why not?" Harry cried.
"Because he took her to attract you. He'll kill you as soon as you get to her. It's a trap," Draco insisted.
"Well, we can't just leave her there," Ron said.
"When Voldemort realizes you aren't coming after her, I'm sure he'll just come here himself," Draco said.
"He will?" Ron questioned. Draco sighed.
"I hope so."
Walking through the forest, Hermione began to hear the noises of the fight. The Death Eaters escorting her pushed her onto the ground in a clearing near the edge of the forest. They went out to join the battle, leaving her with Voldemort. Hermione began to get angry.
"Exactly what kind of leader are you, sending your army out to fight while you stay safely under the radar?" she asked boldly.
"Don't mouth off, foolish girl. I don't need you anymore. I could easily get your death over with before I pursue Harry's," he snapped. She bit her lip. How was she going to get out of this?
Harry had long since lost the rest of his group. This battle seemed endless; he was constantly running around firing and dodging spells. It had been hours since he'd last seen Ron and Draco. He prayed they were okay. By the position of the sun in the sky, it was about eleven o'clock in the morning. While the number of both armies was decreasing, there were still many people still alive and fighting. Harry saw Dumbledore a ways off dueling with Death Eater after Death Eater. He seemed to not get tired. Harry felt a wave of relief and comfort. As long as Dumbledore was there, they would be alright.
Harry looked up at the sky. A light gray cloud was moving over the battlefield.
The moment had come. He knew it would and was wishing it wouldn't. But it had and he knew what had to be done.
Draco stood facing his father. He didn't expect his father to look upset about dueling with his son, but he didn't expect the huge smile on Lucius's face, either. It almost hurt Draco to know his father took pleasure in killing him. But Draco hardened his heart. He wouldn't die today.
"So, son, how's your little girlfriend? The Mudblood," he spat.
"Where is she?" Draco asked sharply.
"Why don't you just follow her stench?" Lucius remarked, laughing.
"Stupefy!" Draco yelled angrily, pointing his wand at his father. Lucius stumbled back a bit, then shook his head, laughing.
"Have I taught you nothing? I am a much too powerful wizard to fall to your pitiful spells," he said. "I'd thought you'd learned something from me." Draco scowled and he clenched his fists. His heart filled with anger and hate for the father that had ruined his life.
"Avada kedavra!" Draco screamed with all the emotion he could muster. He hadn't intended to ever use an Unforgivable Curse, even on a Death Eater. But he caught the look of surprise on Lucius's face as he fell to the ground, lifeless. For a moment, he was stunned, not knowing what to do. Had he really killed his father? How could he live with this?
Deep down, however, he knew it was his only choice if he wanted to live.
A/N: I hope you don't hate me for making this go so fast. It really did seem alot longer. Please review!!!!!!!!!
A/N: Hello and thank you for being patient. I was rereading this chapter and I was a bit disappointed. It seemed so much slower and better when I was writing it and now it just seems very fast-moving. Still, I hope you all enjoy it. Thanks so much!
AnaDracolovEr- I'm so glad you like this. Thanks for reading!
Katina Wellson- I'm really glad you liked their bonding. I know alot of people think they'd never do that, but this is a fanfic. It's just imagination. It's not supposed to be in character. Thanks for reviewing!
Fairy Lights- Thanks so so so much for reviewing!
Brooks- I'm glad you're so excited about this. It really gives me reason to update and I'm glad there are people like you who faithfully update.
Angelsparkle006- Thanks a bunch!
snowyangel83- I know and understand how you are getting a bit bored with this. (At least, that's what it seems.) I love your constructive criticism; it really helps. After this story is over, I do think I have a good plot planned out for a short sequel. It may not be very long, but I'd like to write it, because I'm sad this one is almost over. Thanks for reviewing!
Debatingqueen- Well, I hope you don't really think I am a mean person. :) I just thought that was a good place to leave it for another chapter. Mine aren't really long and that's because I have a hard time reading really long chapters. Thanks so much for liking this!
overXposed- You've been an interesting reviewer from the beginning and I really appreciate it. Thanks so so so much.
spikefan- Thank you so much for the compliment!!
Jubily-Lollipops- Thanks a bunch!
Gryffindor620- LOL Once again, thanks for reviewing!
The students were crowding in the Great Hall. The amount of chaos was about ten times worse than five years ago when the troll invaded the school. This wasn't one dumb mountain troll. This was a large group of Voldemort's supporters.
Dumbledore held up his hands. "Silence!" he yelled. "Silence!!" he repeated, when no one did as he said. Finally, the Hall was reasonably quiet.
"We've discussed these events before. Seventh year volunteers and teachers will follow me. The rest of you shall stay here with Hagrid. Please stay calm," he ordered.
"There is no way we're staying here," Harry whispered fiercely as he led Ron and Draco out of the Great Hall, keeping out of the teachers' view.
Hogwarts's army was lining up outside the castle. Harry noticed that there were about 100 more people than he expected. All of the Order were there, along with many other adults. Some were students' parents. The odd thing was, however, he didn't see any enemy. It was going on four in the morning and still dark out. He peered into the darkness ahead of them and saw dark shadows appearing towards them. It was the Death Eaters and they were coming out of the Forbidden Forest.
Hermione's mind raced. She had to keep Harry from coming after her. If this was anything like her nightmare, he may die trying to save her. This also meant that the terrible battle in her nightmare was now a reality. But she couldn't panic. Think, she told herself, think! Voldemort entered the room again, no longer smiling.
"Time to go," he said, pointing his wand at her. The rope binding her feet untied and she was forced to walk. She soon realized that she had been kept deep inside the Forbidden Forest they whole time. If only I'd escaped, she thought miserably.
As Draco stared at his foes, his heart began pounding. Somewhere across the grounds, his father was staring back. He could feel it. Suddenly, the first spell was cast. It was like pulling the trigger to an automatic machine gun. The spells just wouldn't stop. Draco saw people fall. It seemed as though for each fallen Death Eater, there were two fallen people on his side. Wait a minute, where have I heard that before? he asked himself as he dodged a beam of red light. Immediately it came to him, her words echoing in his head.
"...A war started, and people were dying--two good people for every evil one..."
Oh no, it's her nightmare. It was real. This is it, he thought. That must mean... Draco ran for cover behind a tree. He spotted Ron and Harry fighting side-by-side. Draco shot Stunning Spells at both Death Eaters and gestured Ron and Harry to come over to him.
"I know where Hermione is," he said quickly. During that week that I was with her, she had a terrible nightmare. It was this war. Everything that is happening now is happening according to her dream," he explained quickly.
"Well, then where is she?" Ron asked hurriedly, turning around to make sure they were still hidden.
"Voldemort has her," Draco said quietly. "But you can't go after her, Harry."
"Why not?" Harry cried.
"Because he took her to attract you. He'll kill you as soon as you get to her. It's a trap," Draco insisted.
"Well, we can't just leave her there," Ron said.
"When Voldemort realizes you aren't coming after her, I'm sure he'll just come here himself," Draco said.
"He will?" Ron questioned. Draco sighed.
"I hope so."
Walking through the forest, Hermione began to hear the noises of the fight. The Death Eaters escorting her pushed her onto the ground in a clearing near the edge of the forest. They went out to join the battle, leaving her with Voldemort. Hermione began to get angry.
"Exactly what kind of leader are you, sending your army out to fight while you stay safely under the radar?" she asked boldly.
"Don't mouth off, foolish girl. I don't need you anymore. I could easily get your death over with before I pursue Harry's," he snapped. She bit her lip. How was she going to get out of this?
Harry had long since lost the rest of his group. This battle seemed endless; he was constantly running around firing and dodging spells. It had been hours since he'd last seen Ron and Draco. He prayed they were okay. By the position of the sun in the sky, it was about eleven o'clock in the morning. While the number of both armies was decreasing, there were still many people still alive and fighting. Harry saw Dumbledore a ways off dueling with Death Eater after Death Eater. He seemed to not get tired. Harry felt a wave of relief and comfort. As long as Dumbledore was there, they would be alright.
Harry looked up at the sky. A light gray cloud was moving over the battlefield.
The moment had come. He knew it would and was wishing it wouldn't. But it had and he knew what had to be done.
Draco stood facing his father. He didn't expect his father to look upset about dueling with his son, but he didn't expect the huge smile on Lucius's face, either. It almost hurt Draco to know his father took pleasure in killing him. But Draco hardened his heart. He wouldn't die today.
"So, son, how's your little girlfriend? The Mudblood," he spat.
"Where is she?" Draco asked sharply.
"Why don't you just follow her stench?" Lucius remarked, laughing.
"Stupefy!" Draco yelled angrily, pointing his wand at his father. Lucius stumbled back a bit, then shook his head, laughing.
"Have I taught you nothing? I am a much too powerful wizard to fall to your pitiful spells," he said. "I'd thought you'd learned something from me." Draco scowled and he clenched his fists. His heart filled with anger and hate for the father that had ruined his life.
"Avada kedavra!" Draco screamed with all the emotion he could muster. He hadn't intended to ever use an Unforgivable Curse, even on a Death Eater. But he caught the look of surprise on Lucius's face as he fell to the ground, lifeless. For a moment, he was stunned, not knowing what to do. Had he really killed his father? How could he live with this?
Deep down, however, he knew it was his only choice if he wanted to live.
A/N: I hope you don't hate me for making this go so fast. It really did seem alot longer. Please review!!!!!!!!!
