A/n: Sorry for the spelling mistakes in the last chappie. When I have time I'll correct them but I guess your more eager for a chapter soooooooooooo…..
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"EVERYONE PREPARE TO DEFEND YOURSELVES!" He yelled as another talon pierced the rubble. There were more of them?
XOXOXOXOXOXDraco paced the length of the room. He and Blaise had reached the entrance without occasion and had entered in the way that Harry had instructed. The room had adapted to their needs, and what they needed was a safe place. The room had a working portcullis and a large stone wall that protected a small room with various medieval (and some more modern) weapons. Also to one side their lay a small bed which they had placed Hermiones stunned form.
Blaise sat in one of the old hard backed armchairs. He (In his male form at the time) had decided to not take any chances and had armed himself with a large bulky crossbow (his ability to grow muscle had really helped) and had placed it on a small table next to the chair.
Draco stopped in his pacing and turned to face Blaise.
"Twenty minutes"
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Ron peered out through the hastily constructed barricade. Every now and again a talon could be seen through the rubble but apart from that all that reminded the inhabitants on the Gryfindor tower of the imminent threat was the strange chittering sound.
"What about the others?"
Ron turned to face Lavenders tear streaked face. She still obviously hadn't got over the deaths of her fellow Gryfindor's
"What about the other houses?"
Ron sighed. Many whispers had broken out as people had wondered aloud where Harry was; Ron hadn't seen him since breakfast when he had mysteriously disappeared. He and Neville, being the only present members of what had been known in later years as "The Ministry Crew" had been put in charge of the defence. Neville was currently teaching an emergency defence lesson to the first, second and third years leaving Ron to organize the actual defence, though Neville wasn't exactly the best in a duel he could hold his own and had gained an "O" on his DADA exam.
"Hopefully they've realised the danger, the alarms did ring, they ……"
Suddenly a shriek came from one of the 4th years. Ron spun his eyes back to the rubble and his gaze met the gaping maw of one of the creatures the creatures many limbs were flailing about as it began to burrow the rest of its body into the common room.
"Gryfindors!" roared Ron turning to face the older members of his house
"Now is the hour when we are most greatly pressed by the forces of evil! Now is the time when we must hold firm against their black tide! This may be our last stand, but if we go, WE GO FIGHTING!"
This last statement inspired the Gryfindors and a cheer rose up as the last leg of the hell-spawned creature smashed through the rubble and came at the line of Gryfindors, drool lying as it leapt towards it target.
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(A/n: 519 words? Total utter bollocks not even enough for a one-shot!)
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A strange blue light lit up the room and Draco and Blaise starred at the huge blue portal that had engulfed the room.
"You ready"
Draco turned to Blaise before walking towards the portal, just a few feet away he turned back to Blaise.
"Get the girl"
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"HOLD THE LINE" Screamed Neville as another of the barbaric monstrosities leapt at him. Neville swung his wand at the thing blasting it apart with a well-placed reductor curse. Where on earth was Harry? Wasn't he supposed to protect them from these things? They had been fighting for what seemed like an age and his limbs were aching. So far they had only sustained minimal injuries… and 3 casualties. Neville hung his head he knew it had been wrong to let he younger years fight and now they were paying for it threefold. Another beast leapt at him but this time he was not quick enough and the creature and slashed out at Neville with a razor sharp talon, the world seemed to slow for Neville as he gazed in horror at the wicked weapon, its edge red with blood, the blade was only centimetres from his head before Neville finally reacted in a way that many would think of as stupid, but in years to come, he had looked back and in hindsight it had been an excellent move. Neville swung his left arm up above his head in an attempt to block the swipe from hitting his face, this it did as the talon slashed clean through the flesh and bone of his arm, and slashed apart the young boys face, however his sacrifice of his limb had absorbed most of the force, leaving him only with a large gash running down the side of his face. This wound would stay with him for life, in the future it would be a scar that equalled that of the famed boy who lived. A scar that marred the other wise handsome face of one who would be playing a crucial point in the upcoming war.
He fell back, clutching the stump of his arm in an attempt to halt he bloodflow. Dimly he heard someone shountng his name. But the loss of blood had dumbed his senses. Colour faded from the world. His eyes dimmed. The last thing he saw was the large portrait of Godric Gryfindor that hung upon the wall of the common room. The man in the portrait stared straight back, his eyes holding something that did not seem quite as emotionless as they had seemed before.
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Ron watched as Neville swung his arm across hs face in an attempt to protect himself from the beasts talon. He winced as he saw the look of intense pain as the talon slashed stright through the bone, leaving him with only a bloody stump where his arm had been. He screamed the boys name and rushed towards the falling body, the creature towering over it. Ron lifted his wand and screamed a curse, blowing the creature into the wall where it lay still. Ron cradled the body of his fallen companion.
"Parvati! Lavender! " he yelled, the two females in question turning to look at him
"Get Neville out of here!" Parvati nooded and scooped the boy into her arms, the weight was obviously impeding her movement but she managed to get up the stairs, presumably to the girls dorms. Lavender however stayed and crouched down next to Ron.
"We need to get outta here!"
"And go where!" Ron yelled back
" Some of us have brooms, we can take the younger students and the wounded out first!"
Ron hesitated before repliying
"Alright, get the first second and third years and the wounded out first! We'll stay here and cover your retreat!"
"But where to?"
Ron stalled again, the closest and most obvious place was Hogsmede but he was sure that these creatures would follow them, however it was said the most likely place to hide is the least obvious place and Ron made his decision.
"The shrieking shack!"
"But… but that's haunted!"
"Trust me it's not!"
A scream rang out and Ron turned to see a first years body hit the floor, the boys face was horribly mulilated. Anger swelled up in ron and he shouted even louder then before
"GOD DAMNIT LAVENDER! JUST GET THEM OUT OF HERE"
She shied back, but then a fierce determination entered her eyes "Yes sir!"
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A/n; sorry bout the later update. Anyways I plan to give you the next update bny next week…………………