Phoenix Tears
By Phoenix Ash
Rating: T
Spoilers: SS, COS, POA, GOF, OOTP, HBP
Category: action/adventure/romance
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters.
Chapter Twelve
Timeless
Harry picked up Neville's body and rushed over to Luna, who was attending to another man's wounds. When she looked up and saw his body, she paled.
"What happened?" she asked, her voice dreamless.
"He was surrounded. He fought until they inflicted enough damage that he couldn't fight anymore."
She took him and checked his pulse. She paled even further, and then resuscitated him, but he didn't respond. She tried using potions to revive him, but he was still dead.
"NO! Damn you! Come back!" She cried over his body. "I loved him." She told Harry. He looked at her then backed away. Rage filled his heart and he yelled.
He threw several detonators into the Death eater's lines and blew out twenty or more intruders.
The Death eaters advanced toward him. He clenched his wand.
"Go to hell you fucking bastards!" he yelled and started to rain spells at the people who killed his friend.
He shot the death eaters dead, rage pouring through his very soul. No one would forget the name Neville longbottom, he would make sure of it.
Time started to slow as the death eaters fell, one by one. Soon time came to a complete stop.
Harry was confused. He walked around the field, inspecting the battle. Luna was still crying over Neville's body. Hermione was fighting a death eater, her spell hung in mid air. Ron was in mid action of stabbing a man.
"Greetings, young friend." He heard someone say.
He turned and saw an old man. He dressed in black robes and a time turner and scythe hung from his belt. His face was etched with lines and his white beard shone almost like light was coming out of it.
"Who are you?" He asked, hand flying to his wand.
"I am called many names. In this form I am Cronos, God of time."
"You're a God?" he asked.
"I am. I have little time here so I will make this quick. You're friend's time isn't here yet. His tasks are unfinished." Cronos replied.
"Excuse me?"
"Your friend who passed into the next world should not be there. He belongs here."
"Neville's not supposed to be dead?"
"Correct. Take this." He handed him the time turner and scythe. "A half turn should do it. Good luck."
"But wait! Who the hell are you? I don't know anything about you!"
Then Cronos was gone. Harry looked at the time turner and thought.
"To hell with it all." He said then turned it half way. In a blink of an eye, he was careening through time.
He reappeared in the middle of the battle. He pulled up his hood and ran into the fray. He swung the scythe around and the death eaters turned to dust against its metal.
He slipped in and out of the battle, and anyone who got in his way got the scythe's wrath.
Death swarmed on the battlefield. The shopkeepers and people were dying left and right. It pained him to see this again. The dead were to remain dead, all those innocent souls he could not save.
Then something collided into his shoulder. He howled in pain and blood spurted everywhere.
He spun around and heaved the scythe and chopped the death eater's head off that had clubbed him. He staggered and forced himself to stand. He looked around and found a small nook to hide in. he climbed in and rested his shoulder.
Something blew up not far from the wreckage of the shop. He hit his head and he saw stars.
Deciding that this was enough, he moved out of the hiding place and started to kill any death eater or Inferi in his warpath.
Then he saw it. Neville was fighting fifty death eaters. He ran to the death eaters and blasted them into bits. He grabbed him and flung him into the light's lines.
Then time again stopped.
"Good job."
He turned to see Cronos.
"I suppose you want this back." He handed him the time turner and scythe.
"You have done well, but know this; everything you have done here will change time. You may have destroyed more lives than you believe." Then, with a wave of his hand, he was gone and Harry had shifted. New images formed in his head.
He saw a dark hooded figure push Neville aside and throw him into the light's side. He remembered shooting the death eaters that surrounded him.
As soon as he remembered that he sprang into action. Even with a broken shoulder, he decimated their forces.
Still, death eaters came pouring out of Knockturn alley like ants. The twins were using their inventions to good use, taking out nearly a quarter of the attackers. Harry ran to them.
"We need to cut off their reinforcements!" he shouted.
"How in Merlin's name do we do that?" Fred shouted over the noise.
"Throw some detonators into the shops outlining Knockturn alley!"
"Come with us." They sneaked into the twin's shop, which was thankfully untouched.
"We have installed tunnels that lead to several places, including into the cellar of a shop in knockturn Alley. Come." They led him into the tunnels and they made their way into the cellar of Borgin and Burkes.
"Come on." They hissed. They pulled up their hoods, planted five detonators, and proceeded to the next shop, pushing away the hundreds of death eaters positioned there.
They made their way through most of the shops and went back through the tunnel.
"Everyone move!" they shouted as they ran. The twins detonated the detonators and there was an enormous explosion as the shops of knockturn alley exploded, creating a barrier between the Death eaters who weren't buried under the debris.
The death eaters looked at each other and began to retreat. Harry sighed and slumped against a wall.
It was over.
For now.
You really wouldn't think that I'd kill Neville permanently, would you? Shorter chapter yes, but there'll be longer ones in the last few chapters. Just a couple of chapters left then I'm going to write the sequel Phoenix Song so don't go anywhere. Please read and review.