Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, for one if I did Sirius would still be alive, and I would find a way to bring back James and Lily, and . . .I would paint all of the Death Eaters mask pretty bright happy colors.
Chapter 27: A Willing Soul
"Headmaster, the Dark Lord will be at the Ministry of Magic tonight," Snape said as he came bursting into Dumbledore's office.
"Tell the rest of the Order. Tonight we will fight."
Snape nodded and hurried off.
Dumbledore waited until almost sundown before he went to tell Scarlet. He made his was down the darkened corridor. Once, he was inside her room he found that she was polishing swords and daggers.
"I take it you have heard," he said softly.
"Yes,"she said laying down the sword she was polishing and moving on to the next. "And I assume you know that Severus has ran off to tell Voldemort that we are coming."
"Yes, I know."
"Yet you still trust him. You put to much faith in other people."
"Scarlet, I did not come here to discuss this."
"You came to see if the Council knew." She stood taking a look at her swords. "We knew before you did."
"Then, finish preparing for tonight," with that he turned and left. Leaving Scarlet standing in the middle of the room.
"Hermione, I know you want to do this, but I don't have a good feeling about it," Draco said as he pulled Hermione against him.
"Draco, I'm not going to sit back and let my friends fight and possibly die."
"Then, I'm going to go with you."
"No, the Death Eaters will you kill for betraying them."
'And what do you think they'll do to you. Hermione if I'm there I know that I can try to save you or die trying."
She let out a muffled cry against his chest. "I love you, Draco."
He pulled her closer against him and kissed her on the forehead. "I'm not going to leave your side. You've changed my life Hermione. I love you with my whole heart."
"Then, we'll fight together," and they walked hand in hand to Dumbledore's office.
Most of the Order pace the floor, with nervous looks on their faces. Harry however sat in the corner by himself. Hermione knew he was nervous so she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Where's Scarlet," Hermione asked as she sat down beside him.
"She's gone," his voice was a little shaky. "The room she was in is empty. Everything was gone and they can't find her anywhere." He shook his head. "She was right, we can't win this war by ourselves."
"Harry, don't worry I'm sure she'll be here," Hermione said trying to reassure him. "Is he going?"
Harry looked toward Neville and nodded his head.
Dumbledore rose and everyone knew it was time. By the time they arrived at the Ministry of Magic storm clouds rolled across the sky, blocking the moon from view. Lighting flashed across the sky giving the surroundings a spooky look.
"Tonight, we fight for freedom and for those who have fallen before us," Dumbledore said, easing everyone's nerves.
A Death Eater stepped around the corner. "Glad to see you could make it," he hissed. "The Dark Lord will be pleased." Then, he disappeared.
They all moved to the Department of Mystery.
Memories of Sirius flooded back to Harry. He would find a way to bring Sirius back, if it was the last thing he did.
Spells began to fly as soon as they stepped inside. Many fell, but most were Death Eaters. Somehow, though none of the Order knew how, the ended up in the room with the veil.
Voldemort stood in the center, surrounded by his followers. "I've been rather bored, so why don't you just hand Potter over so I can start my plans." he reached for his wand, but suddenly the room fell dark.
"Lumos," someone said, but nothing happened. Suddenly almost like lighting the room lit fro a split second, but in that short amount of time Scarlet was clearly visible. She stood with two swords drawn and her eyes narrowed on Voldemort. The room went dark yet again, but this time the clanking of metal and a low growling sound could be heard through the darkness. The room lit yet again and the walls were lined with vampires and werewolves.
"You wanted a war Voldemort, then we'll give you one," Scarlet hissed out at him. Turning her head from side to side and spoke yet again, "spare none of them."
Voldemort let out an evil laugh, "who should I have to kill you?" He placed his hand under his chin as if to ponder the question. "Bellatrix, kill her."
Slowly, Bellatrix came forward, wand in hand. With a smug look on her face she raised her wand at Scarlet. "Crucio!" the spell hit Scarlet in the shoulder, which made that side of her body jerk backwards.
She laughed hollowly, "foolish mortal." By now she had put he swords back into her belt and was advancing towards Bellatrix. "Tell me, Neville would you like to kill her and avenge you parents."
Neville shook his head, "I'll let her live."
Bellatrix laughed, but Scarlet silenced her by grabbing her wand from her hand and snapping it in half.
"He may let you live, but I will not." She grabbed a handful of Bellatrix's hair and jerked her head back, exposing the side of her neck. Scarlet's eyes were a fiery red as she curled her lip up into and evil snarl. "This is for Sirius," she said throwing her head back, then throwing it forward bitting down hard into Bellatrix's neck. Blood poured out around Scarlet's mouth and Bellatrix let out a short scream. Within a few minutes Bellatrix began to sink to the floor. Scarlet discarded her like nothing. Standing back up Scarlet whipped the blood from his mouth with the back of her hand.
The trader Wormtail tugged on Voldemort's arm. "This doesn't look good, master." He looked around and them quickly changed himself into a rat and scurried off.
An older looking vampire laughed out loud. "I've always like rats," he said grabbing him.
Voldemort looked at his followers, "what are you waiting for? Kill them!" And with that spells began to fly in all different directions.
The raged on for more than two hours before the Death Eaters began to wear down. Soon, their bodies filled the room and the time for Harry and Voldemort to face off was drawing closer. They faced off against one another while the others still fought their own battles.
Hermione was still horror struck. She had killed nearly eight Death Eaters by herself and was now fight against another, when she heard someone scream her name. She turned in time to see Scarlet jump between her and another Death Eater, who just so happened to be Lucius Malfoy. He had taken one of the swords that had so carelessly been dropped in the heat of battle. He made a quick stab at Scarlet, hitting her in the chest. Her head feel backwards and rolled just a little. Hermione heard herself scream, but her voice was distant.
Lucius had a smug look on his face as he let go of the sword. "My favorite way to kill a vampire," he hissed out towards Hermione. "Right through the heart, so that they die slowly."
Scarlet let out a laugh that would make anyone's blood run cold. "You missed, Lucius." She pulled the sword from her chest feeling a sharp pain as she feel to the floor in a crumpled hep. The sword however never hit the floor, for it was now in Hermione's hands as she made a swift stabbing motion at Lucius.
He let out a howl of pain when it hit him in the chest, but Hermione had no remorse. "Scarlet taught me to always have good aim," she said, as his body fell to the floor. She fell to her knees, now beside of Scarlet. "Your going to make it, aren't you," she whispered fighting back the tears.
Scarlet didn't say anything just looked at her with a glaze falling over her eyes. By the time that Hermione had gained control of herself again the Order was beginning to gather around her and Scarlet.
Harry came running over, "I did it. It's over. I . . ." he stopped struck be the sight of Scarlet lying within a pool of blood. "Oh God," he said falling to his knees beside her body as well.
Her eyes opened slightly, "take me to the veil," she said, in no more than a whisper.
Slowly, the vampire Navarre picked her up and carried her within a few mere feet of the veil. An eerie wind began to blow and a ancient voice could be heard, whispering just behind the veil.
Scarlet raised her head, just enough to see, "I give my soul willingly in return for Sirius Black's."
A/N: Sorry that it's taking me so long to update, but I am now sending my stories to my cousin so she can do this for me.
P.S. I told you I was bringing Sirius back by any means possible.
