A/N Hi ppl, thnx for all the reviews etc for the past few chapters n sorry i havent had chance to do review responses bt I will at the end of this chapter.

Anyway, I hope you like this chapter, I think this one mite b my fave tho im nt exactly sure y. Anyway, hope u like it n plz review
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There's 4 Sides to Every Story

Remus heard Em gasp on his right as they stepped out of the door of the Three Broomsticks. The whole street looked more like a massive pile of rubble. Most of the buildings on the opposite side of the road had been destroyed and there was bricks and rocks all over the place. There were people everywhere, some screaming, some crying and most bleeding freely. Some unfortunate others were being trambled in the panic.
'Deatheaters!' Someone screamed as they ran past them and sure enough as Remus looked up he saw the Dark Mark hovering in the sky above him. His stomach dropped with horror, the werewolf instinct inside of him immediately trying to think of the best way of survival.
However, before he could even wrap him mind around the situation they were in, he felt a shove from behind him as everyone from the pub started to run outside, in a blind panic. Unfortunately for Remus and Em, however, they were in the doorway and therefore in the way. Luckily, Remus managed to grab hold of Em's hand seconds before they were pushed into the stampede of people running. They were all going madly in what appeared to be one direction making it fairly definate in both Em and Remus; minds that there was something to be running away from.
They had no choice but run the same way as the people, attempting to go back and find the others would be suicide, they just hoped they'd managed to stay together.

They were pushed and shoved roughly as complete strangers barged passed them, caring about nothing but their own safety as they ran desperately for their lives. Remus, however much his panic and desperation rose never once released Em's hand, knowing that if he did he would probably never find her again.

Finally the crowd started to thin out as people were running frantically in all directions. Em still held Remus' hand tight, so tight she was hurting him slightly but he didn't want to say anything.

Then they spotted the deatheaters.

They were walking calmly through the crowds, cursing people at random and pushing those in their way out of it. Just then one deatheater shoved a dark haired woman rather violently so that she fell to the ground with a deep-looking cut on her head.
'We have to help her,' said Em and Remus nodded, pulling out his wand. The pair fought their way through the crowds towards the girl. Remus knelt down and started to perform the healing charm that they had been taught not so long ago, thanking God for Professor Flitwick.
He looked around and saw Em kneeling next to a boy, with blonde hair and a gash down his cheek, performing the same spell. He just nodded to himself, thinking how brave she was before returning to his task.
The girl he was helping opened her eyes and looked at him thankfully. She opened and closed her mouth several times in an attempt to express her gratitude but, seeing she was failing to find the words, Remus just smiled and nodded before helping her to her feet. Seeing that she was ok, he moved on to the next injured person he saw.

Lily screamed as someone shoved her from behind and she fell forward, feeling a sudden pain in both her hands as they hit the floor. She was stuck in the middle of the stampede of people and couldn't get up because they were everywhere, all just caring about getting the hell away from where they were, paying no attention to the fallen 17 year old underneather their feets. So there was Lily curled up in a ball as people ran past her, standing on her hands and feet as though she wasn't there.
Just then she felt strong hands move around her waist and lift her up off the ground. The body kept hold of her and pulled her out of the crowd and behind a bush by the side of the road.
She opened her eyes to see who her saviour was and was only slightly surprised to see the extremely concerned eyes of...
'James?'
'Lily, are you ok?' he asked with a worried expression on his face.
She nodded that she was but when she saw the look of doubt in his eyes she said,
'Yeah, I'm fine, thanks,' with some more confidence in her voice and he seemed satisfied. 'You saved me?' She asked bewildered.
'Of course I did, Lily, I just saw you there on the floor with all those people and my only thought was that I had to get you out of there. I couldn't stand the idea of you getting hurt like that,' he looked down at his hands, 'especially after I've already hurt you so much already.' She gazed up into his dark eyes and saw nothing but sincerity and love.
And then she did the stupidest thing she had done since she kissed him that afternoon...she kissed him that night.

The kiss was deep and passionate and for a mere moment both teenagers forgot that there was a battle going on around them, they forgot that they were no longer together, they forgot everything that had happened over the past few months and they just kissed. They soaked up every ouch of each other that they could, and acted so desperately, completely dying at the thought that they had been missing out on this for so long.
When Lily pulled back James' eyes were wide with amazement, 'Lil?'
Then he saw her eyes change and he knew what she was thinking. He knew that that oh so familiar feeling of regret overwhelmed her once again and a look of panic came over her face before she stood up and ran out of their hiding place, not hearing James' cries of no, straight into the arms of...
'Voldemort,' she gasped, starting to back away, out of the corner of her eye she saw James run forward from behind the bush but before he had time to do anything Voldemort muttered something under his breath and James gasped in horror as he saw a brilliant blue light, laced with black erupt from the end of his wand and hit Lily straight in the chest. She crumpled to the ground immediately.
'NOOOOOOOOOOOO!' screamed James and ran forward as Voldemort turned towards him with his wand out. However, then the oddest thing happened. Voldemort paused and looked up as though he had heard something.

He whispered one word to himself, 'HIM,' and then disapperated immediately leaving James to rush over to Lily with tears in his eyes.
She had a pulse, she was alive. He let out an involuntary sigh of relief and the breath he hadn't realised he was holding and picked her up in his arms. He started running forward not knowing where he was going until he spotted Sirius stood in the middle of the road with his wand in his hand and a look of shock on his face.
'Sirius!'

'Harry, this is it, after everything that has happened we are actually discovering what Voldemort was like when he first came to power.' Harry and Hermione were currently weaving in and out of the people running frantically around in all directions through Hogsmede. He had grasped her hand tightly as they were pushed out of the pub and he hadn't let go since and had no intention of doing so any time soon. He had reached out to grab his mother's hand also, but they had been pulled apart by the crowds and he hadn't seen any of his friends since.
Harry stopped suddenly, 'Ok, Herm, you need to calm down. We've been through a Voldemort attack before. Remember last year when he attacked us at the Quidditch World Cup, we made it through that and we'll make it through this.' The words were coming out of Harry's mouth but he knew that that wasn't really what was bothering her. He knew that it was because the last time she had come face-to-face with 'Him' Ron had been killed and it was her greatest fear to lose him as well.
Hermione nodded, 'I know, I just don't want to lose you too. I love you too much.' She said the last part timidly.
'You won't, I promise, but we have to stop this now.' Hermione knew what he was going to do but it didn't make her like it anymore.
Harry turned away from her pulling out his wand and shouted, 'VOLDEMORT! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME EVEN THOUGH YOU WON'T KNOW WHY. I KNOW YOU WANT TO KILL ME EVEN THOUGH YOU DON'T KNOW WHO I AM YET. SO GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE NOW AND FIGHT A WORTHY OPPONANT!' Harry knew that the scar on his forehead still held the connection between him and Voldemort even if technically he hadn't given him it yet and he hoped that after all the visions and the dreams that Voldemort had used to communicate with him, he would be able to do the same thing.

Almost straight away he got an answer to his question as there was a loud POP! and his enemy was standing in front of him with a look of curiosity and anger on his face.
'You boy!' he said, 'Who are you?'
'The person who is going to kill you,' said Harry and immediately started shooting spells at him.
'STUPEFY!' he shouted. He had to be careful that he didn't say a spell at the same time as the man in front of him or it would just be a repeat performance of the end of Harry's forth year.
The spell hit Voldemort's left arm and for a second it dazed him.

Unfortunately for Harry and the rest of the world, however, he managed to fight though the charm and shouted 'Crucio!' Harry tried to dodge but failed before he bent over in pain. He felt a cut appear on his right cheek and thought briefly for a second Great another scar. At this thought Harry actually laughed to himself despite the pain. Then however it stopped just as quickly as it had started. He looked up and saw Voldemort's robes on fire and Hermione pointing her wand at him.
'You, my boy, are something special and we shall meet again,' came Voldemort's harsh voice as he extinguished his robes.
'You have no idea,' said Harry as his nemisis disapperated in front of him. As he did so did all of his Deatheaters and all that were left were just people lying all over the place in pain and hysterics.
'We have to find the others,' said Hermione, starting to walk off.
'Hey,' said Harry and she turned and looked back to him, 'Thanks.' They both smiled and in that instance they both remembered their kiss.

Sirius ran for about five minutes after leaving the Three Broomsticks before realising with a jolt in his stomach that he was alone. He had managed to lose all of his friends.
He stood in the middle of the mass of people for a moment looking around in desperation. No-one. But wait!
With a start he thought he saw someone he recognised.
No, it couldn't be, not even he is that stupid.
There with the hood up on his deathaters cloak was, 'Reg? What the fuck?'
The deatheater turned around and was face-to-face with his brother. 'What the hell are you doing, Regulus?' stuttered Sirius in shock.
Sirius watched the colour drain out of his brother's cheeks but as quickly as it disappeared, it reappeared, 'Mind your own buisiness,' Reg snapped, 'This has nothing to do with you. Now leave me alone to do what I have to do.' He started to walk away but was stopped with a hand on his arm.
'Of course, it has something to do with me. I'm your brother.'
'You're not my brother,' he snapped back suddenly, pushing Sirius' hand off his arm as though it was dirty. 'You stay the hell away from me and let me lead my own life.' With that he turned and left before he could be stopped.
His brother was left staring into space with a look of shock on his face until he was snapped out of it by someone calling his name.
'Sirius!' He whipped around and saw James carrying Lily in his arms.
'Prongs! What happened?'
'V...V...Voldemort,' stuttered James, close to tears, 'I don't know what happened, it was all to fast. Oh, it's all my fault.'
Sirius was just about to reply and try to console his friend, telling him that it was probably NOT his fault but there was a voice suddenly.
'Hey, she looks hurt, there's some people over there healing people, you should go to them.' After giving them the message the girl who said it ran off towards a friend of hers she'd just spotted.
The two boys nodded to each other and headed towards the direction she'd pointed to. Both of their hearts leapt with relief when they spotted...
'Em!'
'Remus!'
Their two friends (and in Sirius' case, his girlfriend) were on their hands and knees with their wands out and a line of people all with injuries. The looked hot and sweaty as they were trying to heal as many people as possible as quickly as possible.
Em looked up and shrieked her boyfriend's name before running forward and giving him a hug telling him how scared she was.
Tears came to her eyes when she spotted Lily but she had no idea what was wrong with her. It was simply as though she was just asleep and until they knew otherwise Em didn't want to risk any spells on her.

Five minutes later, as Em was helping a girl with a cut down her right arm and Sirius was owling Dumbledore telling him what had happened, Harry and Hermione turned up, Harry with a large gash down his cheek.

It was barely three minutes later when Dumbledore appeared with Madame Pomfrey holding a quill (portkey). She immediately stepped forward gathering the attention of the group of friends.
'Ok, you boy, there,' she said pointing to Harry, 'and you Mr, Lupin and Miss Hawkins (Em by the way if you don't remember). I want you to all follow me with your wands.' Just then Sirius and Hermione came back from the post office where they had been owling for some healers from St. Mungo's. 'You, Mr. Black and Miss Granger, I want you to come with me also.' She set off leading the group, barking orders and organising people into groups depending on how critical they were.
After watching her snap into action Dumbledore walked over to James who was kneeling on the floor weeping silently, with an unconcious Lily's head on his knee.
'It was all my fault,' he wept, 'She ran out because of me.'
Dumbledore looked down at the boy who suddenly looked so small in comparison to just yesterday. 'Tell, me what happened James.'
James looked up as if suddenly realising that there was someone else there. He was quiet for a minute before launching into a story about what happened.

After he finished Dumbledore was quite silent, there were several thoughts running through his head. The main one was the fact that James had said it was a blue light with black streaks in it that had appeared from the end of Voldemort's wand. He couldn't think of any spell that could have been used which would create that. And the even more worrying matter was that if they didn't know what the spell was, they wouldn't know how to reverse it...

A/N Review Response

Phoenix Tears - thnk u very much for your review, it made me smile. Im really plzd u like my story n I hope u continue to read. xxx

Pandas Rule the World (hehe love that name) - I realise that they dnt seem that upset over Ron but they both have to keep up a show in front of the others so that they dont get suspicious. Also, over Xmas, Harry was far too happy at actually finally getting to spend a Xmas with his parents (something which he dont remember ever getting to do before) and thats all he could really focus on. Hermione really did struggle over Xmas cos she missed both Ron and her parents.

Sorry I havent been very gud with making them upset so far bt il try n put some extra scenes in later on to show their sadness.

Finally, thnx for the comment, I appreciate the constructive criticism.

SpicySugar - lol, sorry bout all the suspence n cliffy's bt Im really starting to love doing it. It makes me feel dead evil. hehe. I just did another one there but at least I know that it keeps you reading :)

Gaul 1 - thnx for the reviews n plz keep reviewing.

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