The Black Sun Rises: Bleak Dawn Chapter 20: 19, a harry potter fanfic

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Anonymous

Dude i'm confused what happened after hermione said she was a harabringer and when did harry start planning the attack? did u skip a few chapters or is it a ff. problem?

Well mr . I guess it's a Fanfic problem, that's chapter 14 when that happened…………… chapter 21 is the one you are (or should be) reading… But if you mean you have read the next 6 chapters (Though one is an A/N and the other a teaser) but have not seen Harry doing any planning, then you are correct, the planning is not a very integral part of the story. But if you really wanna know the plan was basically get Hermione and Blaise out before they get ripped to shreds. Oh and Hermione is NOT a harbinger, she's a justice, BIG difference as you will see.

ThunerSQUIRELL

Great story eventhought i would have expected dumbly to put up a bit of a fight. KEEP up the good work! and update soon...

Dumbly (:D) was not really expecting anything sooooo….. drastic more expecting Harry to throw a temper tantrum and run around blowing things up. Oh and the fact he was frozen to his chair

Dark Dork of Chaos

whoa this story is incredibility mess up

Thank ye, and I shull take this as a compliment

This has been the largest chapter yet so enjoy!

Chapter the twenty-first…

She shied back, but then a fierce determination entered her eyes "Yes sir!"

The founders keep shuddered as a sudden burst of magic rent the fabric of reality and from the depths of Merlin-knows-where a trio of figures appeared. Silver armour glinted as the figures stepped away from the portal as another figure appeared. This figure was dressed in long, flowing white robes. A single phrase was uttered and the three armoured giants stalked away on their current mission. The robed figure relaxed slightly and began to attune himself to the current plane of reality. Clutching his staff he set off through the opposite passageway to his followers.

Ginny looked at the solid oak door, this place reeked of evil… and she liked it. She turned back to the silent ominous… thing behind her. The couple of times she had tried to spark a conversation had drastically failed and she had long since given up.

They had walked for what seemed an age, through dimly lit passages and up long winding staircases. There were times when she thought she heard small pattering of footsteps coming nearer but she had dismissed them.

'Its just nerves' she had told herself. Now outside the grand door that could have well as been the portal to hell, she sighed.

"I guess I don't have any choice?"

Her question was left unanswered.

Ron watched as the last of the younger years were evacuated from the castle. He only hoped that lavender managed to get them their safely. His original plan was for his lot to follow, but that idea was immediately dismissed. He and his peers, his classmates, his friends, were the best in the school, and for all they knew there were more students trapped inside the castle at the moment, they could not abandon them to their fates.

He turned back to the remaining Gryfindors. They numbered 12 in total, he making that number 13, an unlucky number. The beasts had long since retreated, their attack an obvious failure.

The casualties were high, but luckily most were not fatal; however he had insisted that any wounded, no matter how sever, were to be evacuated immediately. But in hindsight he realised he could have used the extra numbers. He scanned the remaining ranks, his eyes picking out the faces of Seamus, Dean, the Creevy brothers, a small freckled boy named Simon who Ron had regularly played chess with this year, the boys understanding of strategy was amazing and Ron had made a friend in the young boy; Angelina Johnson, the only remaining member of the famous Gryfindor chaser trio and current Quidditch captain, and finally Quirk and Sloper, (Im sure that's their names) the Gryfindor beaters since his brothers unexpected departure last year. The rest of their faces were unfamiliar to him, but already a bond of comradeship had formed between them. He got to his feet and surveyed them all eyes were on him.

"We have pushed them back!" He cried "But there are probably many more! The have probably trapped the rest of the school in their common rooms! We will not abandon them!" with that he leapt over the barricade and turned back to face them

"FOR Dumbledore!" he screamed before charging from the room. And from behind him a cry went up as the remaining students charged after him wands raised and ready to do battle.

The silver armoured figures stalked slowly through the empty halls of the keep, suddenly the passageway widened into a room that was the epicentre of the entire structure, this room allowed passageway to every single point in the tower and held the only way of entering the dark ones throne room. Before this day their had been no need for a large number guards to be stationed in this area, and so the trio of armoured giants were only met with light resistance in the form of two of what would soon become to be known as 'The Dread Legion' although by normal standards this was no way to be considered 'light', for these armoured behemoths a messily two guards confused them but all it served to them was less distractions from their mission.

The two guard leapt into action immediately, one drew a wicked looking longsword while the other wielded a nasty pole arm, standard issue for the tower guard.

"All enemies of the dark one must die!" bellowed the swordsman in a deep gritty tone as he stalked forward to face his opponents, the second guard however had no way o proper communication and so he silently stalked forward as well.

The white armoured warriors took one glance at their foe before screaming an oath and charging forward, moving with inhuman speed and grace that should have been impossible for 7 foot tall, sword wielding giants with armour that looked like it could survive a nuclear explosion, though only a muggle would make such a conclusion.

The dread legionnaires however, for all their faults in the area of proper human abilities (since humans were the creatures the legion had been modelled on,) were strong, well trained, well armed, and heavily armoured warriors and managed to fight with such a frenzy that would pt an enraged werewolf to shame. However even the enchanted weapons of the tower guard could not pierce the thick armour of their foes and soon both legionaries lay fallen, for these creatures were never truly alive, therefore they had not the ability to die.

From a shadowy corner, a white robed man watched the battle before him, all the while smiling at the effectiveness of his warriors. Sighing quietly to himself he slinked up the stairs to his left, his mission was of a far different course that that of his warriors.

Ron wiped the sweat off his forehead and collapsed onto a stuffed leather armchair in exhaustion. So far the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs had been 'liberated' and so far they had sustained minimal casualties. Now all that was left was the snake pit.

Karl Herrick Jericho was a simple man. The only interesting fact about him was that he was one of the Silverhelms, the ministries elite soldiers, even higher up then the Aurors. One could only join if one was a direct descendant of one of the members or if you displayed such courageous skill in battle that deserved much more than the order of Merlin. Karl had received 2nd class after saving several of his fellows' lives in the 1st war against Voldemort and for his courage he had been accepted into their folds.

The alert rune had blinked just a few minutes ago and the ministry had ordered a company of the Silverhelms, just fewer than 50 men to investigate. Why the ministry had sent their best troops out for a simply alert had puzzled Karl until he heard the name of the place he would be sent to

Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry

They had apparated to the nearest Auror precinct at once. That was about 12 minutes ago. Karl cursed the head of the school for not taking down the apparition ward, but since it was still active they had to travel by foot.

'Why not brooms?' he thought as he marched towards the school.

"Don't even think about it!"

The white robed figure whirled around from the glowing orb, his staff materialising in his hand. In front of him now stood two young boys, one held the unconscious body of a girl while the other pointed a wand at him.

The old man seemed unfazed by the boy and spoke slowly.

"You have no idea what you are getting into here boy! One as young as you should not meddle in the affairs of immortals, especially none as powerful as I."

The boy seemed non-fazed at his words and the only movement the boy made was a tightening of his grip. Behind him, the other boy slowly placed the girls body on the floor before rising and drawing his own wand.

"Two on one, old man." The first boy drawled, "I'd give up now if I was you."

The old man let out a small sigh.

Before they knew it Draco and Blaise found themselves flying through the air as the man brought his staff up. Blaise sent a curse at the man before crashing into the walls and laying still. Draco however managed to land a few metres from the wall.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" he yelled, but the old man merely dodged before pointing the staff at him, Draco swore and rolled to the side as a burst of purple energy slammed into the spot he had just been, demolishing a large part of the floor.

The old man retargeted and Draco was a bit too slow this time as he screamed in agony at the searing pain in his leg. The old man waited patiently, a small smile of his face as Draco got to his feet, before sending another blast at Draco. Not having the energy to dodge, Draco starred at the incoming blue light. When it hit him, a cage of blue light enveloped him for a few moments before disappearing leaving an unconscious body lying where he had been standing.

The old man chuckled before tuning back to the orb, however between it he saw another figure. He mentally scolded himself as he remembered the unconscious girl.

"Guardian!" she spoke vehemently after a few seconds of silence.

"..."

She began to change. A brief look of… something past the old mans face before his feature contorted into a smirk.

"Justice" he spoke with equal venom.

The two starred each other down, neither moved, a constant battle of wills engaging between the two minds, until the old man winced and looked away for a second.

That was when she struck.

Harry glared at the three forms that had entered his throne room atop the keep. Silent he sized up the figures.

"You picked the wrong time to disturb a dark lord" he finally spoke, carefully reclining as he observed their reactions, though he could not see their faces, he could tell by their body-language that these were creatures that held no fear, only a deep hatred for the figure that reclined before them.

Finally the leader of the three spoke.

"Your time is up, evil one. We have no other choice but to purge your meaningless existence from this plane of reality."

An evil grin lit up Harry's face. In the flickering torchlight, the face before the three figures seemed to bare a resemblance to that of a demon. And then Harry let his powers flare.

Ginny watched silently as the three figures glared down, Harry? A few seconds earlier she had walked into the room, only taking a single glance at the figure before her before she had darted into the shadows as a brief sound of commotion from outside before the three figures had barged into the room. The guard, she had assumed, was dead.

She cowered into the corner and watched the exchange silently.

Harry grinned at the trio as he sent out a blast of energy at the hulking figures approaching him. However he was shocked at the grace they had fore creatures their size as they swiftly dodged the blast. The leader raised is sword till the hilt was level with his face and charged forward, the other two following.

Ron frantically attempted to get to his feet but his attempt was thwarted as a talon pierced his shoulder pinning him to the ground. As he stared up into the creature's giant drooling maw, he offered a quick prayer to whatever deity was listening. It seemed as if his prayers were answered as a loud trilling broke through the sounds of battle. Ron opened his eyes to see Fawkes swooping towards him. Ron suddenly gasped, this time not in pain but in shock ads he saw the sorting hat clutched in it's talons. As the phoenix ploughed into the beast, the hat hell, landing on Ron's outstretched hand. With a flourish he drew out the sword that the hat contained, and with a vengeance he ploughed the blade into the shrieking creatures mouth, letting the foul creatures blood mix with that of Albus Dumbledore.

Though his muscles ached from the strain, Ron managed to strand. A few metres away he saw Fawkes healing one of the downed students. A smile touched his lips before being replaced by a determined frown.

"Students of Hogwarts! Now is the hour we must give our last in the defence of this castle! Fight! Fight now! Fight for Albus Dumbledore!"

And with that Ron hurtled back into the fray, slashing a bloody path through the hordes of beasts that seemed to have been spawned from the depths of hell.

A/n: "FOR Dumbledore!" he screamed before charging from the room. And from behind him a cry went up as the remaining students charged after him wands raised and ready to do battle.

I wrote all the rest fom that line in 30 minutes! With no plan, draft or anything! Wow. Anyways I will try and post an update soon. This has been the largest chapter yet so enjoy!