Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. Now on with the story. I think I own the idea of a Death Duel, that is unless it is an actual thing, then I don't own it.

Chapter 10

They were surrounded was a nice way of putting their situation in persepective. Twenty against eight was not very good odds for the eight. Suddenly Harry was hit with an idea as how to get every to safety without leaving the house and fighting the Death Eaters on the run. Floo powder! They would floo to Godric's Hollow, where they would be safe, at least for a little bit.

"Floo powder!" Harry yelled out, "Mrs. Weasley, you've got a bit of it around here, don't you?"

Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Sittin' on the mantle."

"Alright Harry!" Jordan yelled appraisingly, "Now, it's Ginny first, followed by Hermione, then Mom, next is Alexia-"

"I don't think so luv!" Alexia yelled, "I go last!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"HEY!" Harry roared, cutting them off, "We don't got time for this!"

"Just throw the damn powder into the flames already!" Alexia yelled angrily as she hexed a Death Eater who had jsut broken the window and was trying to climb through.

Harry threw in the powder and Ginny dove into it.

"What do I say?!" she asked Sirius frantically.

"Marauder's Hideout!" Sirius yelled out.

Ginny repeated him and with a flash of green light, was gone. Mrs. Weasley went next. Harry kissed a protesting Hermione and then gently forced her to leave. Ron went agreeably, next Percy went, Mr. Weasley was thrown in by Bill, who quickly followed, and Charlie went next. Sirius, Jordan, Harry, and Alexia were all that remained.

"Get out of here Alexia!" Jordan yelled and fired a curse at one of the ten remaining Death Eaters.

Alexia smirked at her husband. "I'm sorry luv, but 'Immoblious!'"

Jordan shot her a look of pure rage as he was frozen in place. Sirius knew there was no arguing with a Potter, particually a female one. He picked up Jordan and flooed out. Harry fought along side his sister for a while before he was ordered to go. He had no choice but to obey since he was low on magic, and the lightning was no longer cooperating with him.

He flooed out of danger just in the nick of time. Leaving Alexia alone to fight off eight Death Eaters, one of which was Lucious Malfoy. Seeing as there was only one fighting, the Death Eaters renewed their attack. Alexia was soon pinned to the wall.

"To the death!" Alexia yelled.

"To the death!" a Death Eater replied.

Wands raised, hexes murmered, the death duel had started.

Marauder's Hideout aka Sirius's place at Godric's Hollow~~~~~~~~~

Sirius tumbled out of his fireplace and rolled just in time to avoid Jordan's frozen body. The two were moved out of the way just and everyone watched the fireplace in anticipation. None more so than Jordan, who had been unhexed and Hermione.

Jordan was staying in place due to his two older brothers holding him there. A little while, what seemed like hours, a body came stepping out of the floo network. Hermione rushed forward, hugged Harry in relief, and then she slapped him.

"HAROLD JAMES POTTER, DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN!" she screamed at him in anger.

After that, she pulled him into a passionate kiss that elected quite a few wolf-whistles from the group. Suddenly a torn and bloody form fell out of the fireplace. Jordan rushed foreward as he somewhat recognized his wife's immobile form. He picked her up and cradled her broken body to his chest. He heard whimpers of pain come from her.

"What did those monsters do to you?" he whispered to her.

"Death duel..."

Jordan went white as a sheet and quickly laid his wife out on a nearby couch. Molly tended to the wounds, which were numerous. Suddenly Molly looked up, staring straight into Jordan's eyes, and shook her head. Jordan jumped back in shock at the small gesture's meaning.

"NO!" he screamed before whirling around to face Harry, "You left her to fight alone! It's your fault!"

Hermione glared at Jordan, as she already could sense that Harry blamed himself. It wasn't Harry's fault, in fact it was no one's fault any more than it was Voldemort's. Harry on the other hand, was nearly in tears. One tear escaped from his right eye and slid down his cheek. Ginny suddenly growled, loud and angry. A bright light suddenly filled the room. Jordan's eyes, along with everyone else who wasn't a phoenix, went wide in surprise.

A light blue light, one coming from Ginny, had filled the room. It was soon followed by a golden one coming from Hermione, then a silver light from Harry, and lastly a red light from Ron. All combined together to form a rainbow of colors that took the form of a phoenix. It rushed toward Alexia's still form. Just before it hit, Jordan threw himself in front of her.

The phoenix just calmly passed through him and touched Alexia. A second passed and no one dared move. Suddenly, Alexia sat up, gasping in air like a nearly drowned person. Jordan immediately sent all of the air back out her lungs as he hugged her.

"Jordan!" she gasped, "Lemme loose!"

Jordan immediately let her go. Alexia turned to Ginny.

"Water, welcome to the group," Alexia calmly greeted Ginny, "Though next time you all decide to use your healing powers, control yourselves. Ginny, you dang near drowned me, of course, you couldn't control it. Harry, you and Ron almost fried me. Hermione, on the other hand, actually handled it well."

Hermione beamed at the complement.

"Anyways, where were we before I was so rudely interrupted by Malfoy and the Death Eater idiots?"

"I think, it was where you just woke up, Sirius was on revenge road, and Hagrid had jsut retrieved me," Harry supplied.

"Anyways, after that I walked away, dazed, not too far from the house. A Wizard family found me and took me in. I grew up as Alexia Trapes, with two older brothers who would still be overprotective if they knew alive. Anyways, I came to Hogwarts and was sorted into Gryffindor. There I met and became best friends with Jordan Weasley.

"Voldemort was nowhere to be seen, but Jordan, Dumbledore, and I knew he was still alive. We spoke to Dumbledore the night before our seventh-year, final match of Quiddich. Our team was up against the Ravenclaw house and not Slytherin due to unsportsman-like conduct on their part. The three of us decided that Jordan and I would disappear from sight and life until it was time for us to reappear.

"So playing against Rei Malfoy, the Ravenclaw Seeker, I smashed into a goal post at top speed and fell to the ground. Jordan, who had seen this, pretended to blame a Slytherin, who was in on our sceme, that had pretended to hex my broom. In the end, a reserve Seeker was brought in and I was taken to the infirmary and then St. Mungo's. The match was finished with Ravenclaw winning and I was announced in a coma. And that's where I have a big gap."

"I'll take over then," Jordan announced, "After Alexia was put into a coma, I went through school surviving the 'pity looks'. I came home seething mad about what happened to Alexia. I went after Voldemort to get revenge. Alexia got wind and well, how to put it nicely, faked her death. She came and we faked my death-don't look at me like that mom-and disappeared. About a year later, we found out about our powers and about there being more phoenixes. About another year later we got married."

Molly looked suspiciously at the two. She frowned when she noticed that there was no golden bands on either one's wedding fingers. Slowly Jordan and Alexia grasped the golden chain that the phoenix group's symbol was on. They brought the pendants out into view.

Hanging on Jordan's was a gold wedding band. Hanging on Alexia's were three different rings. One was her engagement ring and the second was the matching wedding band to Jordan's ring. The third ring, Alexia took off the chain and looked delicately at. She held out her hand to Harry, palm up, the ring resting in her palm.

"Heart of Lion, Mind of Raven, Will of Badger, and Tongue of Sepent. A child shall rise up with these. Born into a Wizard family of great power. His life will bring light while he lives it in the dark," she spoke softly to Harry, who in turn looked confused.

"This is the promise given to me on the first year of my birth. A promise of you, Harry. I swore a promise the fateful night you first defeated Voldemort. A promise to not give you this until you were ready. So I give it to you, Heir of Hogwarts, as I can no longer bear its power alone."

The ring was that of a silver dragon, intricately carved. It's body was curled into the ring's shape. A unknown jewel sat between the dragon's fangs. The jewel's colors shifted like a liquid rainbow. It's eyes were of the brightest green emeralds. Harry suddenly felt a twinge of pain rush through his entire body and grimaced.

Alexia shook her head. "It is as I feared."

"What?" Harry asked her nervously.

"Your phoenix powers won't accept the ring."

"Is there anything I can do to get them to?"

"Yes," Jordan started, "You can-"

"NO!" Alexia yelled angrily at her husband, "I will not jepordize my brother and his love for a stupid vow!"

"It's my decision!" Harry yelled, "So tell me!"

"Alright," Alexia replied darkly, "You must...face your one true fear and defeat it."

"Voldemort?" Ron piped up.

"No. The fear that is biggest. The one that scares him the most. I know what it is Harry. And so do you."