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Chapter 4

Kingsley trained his wand on them. Ron's eyes opened wide with fear, but was unable to move. That was until Kingsley 's faced softened, "Enervate."

Hormone's head shot up looking confused for a moment until realization dawned on her face. At a look from Kingsley she remained silent. As for Ron and Ginny they were utterly bewildered. They just saw a trusted order member kill their best friend and then revive her as if she had been stunned.

Confused Ron stuttered, "Wha.. But… and you.."

Kingsley sternly, "If I were a death eater you would all be dead by now. Instead of fighting you went to help your friend. You cannot help the dead, this is your first and most important lesson. If an ally falls in battle to a killing cure they are gone. Do not waste your life for that which is already dead."

Ginny was about to speak, but Kingsley cut her off. "Before you ask my so called killing curse was merely, a whispered stunner, a small confounds charm, and a useful coloring charm. It's difficult, but dead useful when training new recruits." Kingsley now started to pace in front of the three children. "You will enter training as children, normal people, weaklings. When you leave you will be adults ready to defend your selves in battle. From now on you will address me as sir. Is that understood?"

"Yes Sir."

"I SAID IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?"

"YES SIR!"

And so began the hardest month of their lives.

It was September First and Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were getting curious looks as they strowed confidently through the barrier to Platform 9 ¾ . They walked side by side parting the crowd of students. They wore matching jet black robes with wand holsters hidden up their sleeves. Both Hermione and Ginny had filled out, their toned bodies were the portrayal of strength and poise. The most juristic change was Ron. His lanky frame was replaced with that of a man, he was well muscled, and had his hair cut short and spiked up at the top. All three exuded power and courage. As they were stepping onto the train, Malfoy stepped in front of them.

"Where's Potty? Weasel. Oh well no matter, it's a shame he'll miss it though." Malfoy walked off laughing to himself.

"What was that about?" questioned Ron, looking to Hermione.

"I don't-" Hermione was cut off as a explosion rocked the station.

A series of pops were heard as death eaters apparated in all around the platform. Screams were heard throughout the station as people started to panic. The familiar flash of green light was seen as the death eaters started to lash out at students all around them.

Remembering his training Ron cast the Sonorus charm on himself, "DA MEMBERS PROTECT THE YOUNGER STUDEDTS. STUN AND BIND AS MANY AS YOU CAN!"

At this the three newly trained warriors threw themselves into the fray. They were all casting spells with un-believable speed and accuracy. The death eaters seemed taken aback at the onslaught, but soon began to fight back more ferociously then ever. Soon the death eaters by force of sheer numbers had pushed the remaining students into a corner being protected by Ron, Hermione, Ginny and surprisingly Nevile, who seemed to be tiring quickly. Truth be told he was only standing by force of sheer will. It seemed that if re-enforcements didn't arrive soon, more that a few students would die that day.

Help arrived in the form of one man. He was dressed in a long black robe with the hood pulled up, covering his face. The death eaters didn't notice his arrival because he had apparated behind the crowd.

Harry expected to apparate into a babble of conversation and goodbyes. He found himself standing just feet from a full-fledged battle. So that's why I had trouble apparating in. He was pulled from his thoughts by the scream of a young girl that couldn't be more than eleven years old. She was being held under the cruciartus curse by a death eater. Harry saw red. "ERADICO A FLAMORA" he bellowed. A jet of black fire shot out of his wand and whipped through the death eater who was torturing the girl and tore through the ranks of the death eaters. Fury gripped at Harry's soul, and he threw himself among the death eaters. He lashed out at any thing that moved, his wand bringing a kiss of death to anyone who dared get too close.

At first Ginny didn't know who this stranger was, but it appeared that he was on their side. As she battled she watched as he decimated the ranks of death eaters. However, he was still greatly out numbered, and was soon surrounded. Using some form of unspoken communication the death eaters cried out as one, "Crucio." The jets of red light hit the stranger simultaneously. A scream escaped his mouth as he was thrown to the ground, where his hood slipped off oh his head. It was then, that she recognized him. It was Harry. Her heart nearly stopped, and her breath caught I her chest. With a scream of fury she cried, "Finite Incantatum!"

The curses faltered for a moment allowing Harry to cry out an order. "Get everyone on the train and go, now- ahhhhhhhh."

Ginny remembered her training and looked to Ron and Hermione, "Blasting curses on three than we run. One….Two…..Three…."

"ERADICO" The ensuing commotion gave the group of students a chance to run. But before they got to the train a group of death eaters gave chase.

Seeing this Harry pushed himself off of the ground overcoming the pain, and cried, "tempus impedimenta".

All of the death eaters froze for a few seconds, with the exception of only a few, who were swiftly dealt with by Ron and Hermione. As they boarded the train they saw Harry disapparate. A moment later they heard a thud in the compartment next to where they were standing. When they looked inside they saw an exhausted Harry staggering over to them, "Difficult to apparate into a moving train. Isn't it?" And with that he collapsed.

Harry woke to the smell of disinfectants an, pain potions. Not the hospital wing again, he thought to himself. Slowly opening his eyes he looked around. In the chairs next to him were, the three sleeping forms of Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. For a moment he gazed dazedly at Ginny, watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest and the peace full-

His thoughts were interrupted as Madam Pomfrey bustled into the room, "Oh you're finally awake. Here drink this." She handed him a goblet full of a steaming green liquid. Harry looked at the beaker warily, he was fully aware of how bad Madam Pomfrey's potions tasted. "Come on, drink up."

"What is it?"

"Magic restorative draught. You exerted quite a bit of magic last week-"

Harry was shocked, "LAST WEEK!?" at this Hermione, Ron, and Ginny all woke up. "I've been here for a whole week!"

"Yes, and I've had enough of you're stalling, drink." She said sternly. Harry choked down the vial tasting potion and felt a tingling sensation slowly spread from his stomach all the way out to his fingers and toes. Pomfrey then left the room taking the empty beaker with her.

Ginny and Hermione, both rushed over to Harry and gave him a hug. However Ginny seemed to hug him tighter and longer than Hermione did. Ron waked up to him, and gave him a manly slap on the shoulder, "How ya doing mate?"

"I'm fine, but could you guys explain what has happened over the last week?"

"Well after you apparated into the train you passed out. We tried to revive you, but we couldn't so Ron and I went and calmed down the students." As Hermione said the word students, her voice trailed off.

Ron put a comforting had around her shoulder and continued, "We took roll call, and well there were fifteen student's missing. They found the bodies later at the train station-" His voice broke for a moment, "-they were all dead."

Guilt and remorse gripped Harry's soul. I should have been faster, I should have fought, harder, I-. The rational calculating side of his mind then took over. There was nothing you could do, this is war, and there will be deaths. You must use it, it must be done. The others noticed a look of determination flash across his face. Adapting the air of a commander Harry spoke, "We must reform the DA, let's go to the Room of Requirement and make our plans. We can also discuss what happened during the time I was gone."

Harry heaved himself out of bed, threw on his back cloak, and picked up his wand from the bedside table. The other three acknowledged his command and they walked in silence until they reached the blank wall where the Room of Requirement was located. Harry walked passed the spot of bare wall until a door appeared. As they entered they noticed that the Room of Requirement had taken the form of some kind of den. There were comfortable looking blue and green couches arranged around a table, with a pensive placed on top of it. The four now adults walked into the room and took their seats around the table with the pensive on it.

"So do you guys want to go first or should I?" prompted Harry.

"You go, nothing really happened to us other than some training." Replied Ron.

But Ginny interjected with a huge groin on her face, "Why don't you tell him about that other little development."

Ron and Hermione both blushed and mumbled an unintelligible response.

"Here Harry, look." Ginny placed her wand to her temple, drew out a silvery strand of liquid light and placed in the pensive.

Harry prodded the liquid and an hologram like image hovered over the pensive for a moment before it began to play. Ginny was walking down a hallway in Grimmuald Place when she comes to a doorway and enters with out knocking. "Hermione 'Mad Eye' wants us to learn how to conjure-" She was stopped mid-sentence by the sight before her. Ron and Hermione were lying down on Hermione's bed snogging each other senseless.

Before Harry was able to se their reactions to Ginny's un-timely entrance the memory faded, and fell gracefully back into the pensive. "It's about bloody time!" exclaimed Harry.

By now both Ron and Hermione were blushing bright red. Deciding to save them from further embarrassment he decided to change the subject. "So do you guys what to hear about my training?" All three nodded affirmatively. Harry then proceeded to launch into a detailed account of his time with Dumbledore. The three listened in silence, until he got to the part of his story where he couldn't seem to figure out how to do wand less magic at will.

"That's strange. I overheard Mr. And Mrs.Weasley talking about how there were traces of wand less magic at your house. They couldn't trace it to you, but it was there." Hermione interjected.

Harry was puzzled; "Lets take a look then." He then proceeded to take a silvery strand of material from his temple and place it into the pensive. He placed his hand into the pensive and a look of concentration passed over his face. Images started to flash over the surface of the liquid, until it suddenly stopped and a image of a kitchen hovered above the pensive. As the scene unfolded Harry was shocked. I can do wandless magic! He slowly raised his hand and every object in the room started to shake. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his arm began to shake. Everything in the room including Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were slowly lifted into the air, and then placed back on the ground with a soft thud.

"H-How" breathed Ron.

A look of understanding passed across Hermione's face, "Remember how in third year Harry was able to conjure a corporal Patronus?"

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?"

"He knew he could do it, just the same way he knew he could do wandless magic now."

"Oh." Ron said simply.

Ginny ran up to Harry and hugged him tightly, "That was amazing Harry!"

As soon as Ginny realized what she was doing she let go of Harry as if she had been shocked. Noticing this Ron and Hermione shared a grin, but for Harry's sake they decided to change the subject. "So Harry, guess who are new Dark Arts Professor is?"

"Well as long as it's not Umbridge, I don't care." Harry spat out Umbridge's name as of it were a filthy swearword.

Hermione had a large smile on her face, "It's Professor Lupin."

Harry's eyes lit up, "Really he's here now?"

"No tonight's a full moon, but you'll be able to talk to him tomorrow."

"That's Great!"

Ron piped up, "Also at the feast Dumbledore said that on the first day of classes Lupin would have a surprise for us. Lupin said that he was going to wait until you were well enough to attend before he told anyone."

"Cool." Relied Harry.

Hermione glanced down at her watch, "Wow, it's getting late, we should really get to bed."

"But we haven't discussed the DA yet."

"We can do that tomorrow, lets go." Hermione ushered them all out of the room and back to the common room.

After saying goodnight they all went to their separate towers. Harry and Ron watched as the girls ascended the stairs. "Man she's pretty."

Putting on a look of false indignation Ron replied, "Hey, watch it mate that's my sister you're talking about."

Harry froze, "Did I just say that out loud?"

"Yes you did. Now lets go to sleep." They walked up the winding stairs, to the 6th year boy's tower and then collapsed into bed. Harry was asleep before his head hit the pillow. He had forgotten to clear his mind.