Shitza: O.O Hurray, weekend. No school! Yippee!

Tári: God, shut her up!

Seeeza: (hides under a overturned basket, an angry tail dashes on the floor)

Shitza: I'm happy! Mum and dad are going up to the summer cottage. Free time on the computer, no one can say anything now!

Tári: Oh, so that's what you've been waiting for all week.

Seeeza: (hisses)

Shitza: Here's next chapter. Enjoy!!!

Tári: Shitza don't own Harry Potter, just her own made up things. (runs away)

Seeeza: (follows suit)

Chapter 5 Alley Attack

He ran out on the streets, the sky above had darkened, and it very much described everyone's deepest hopes. What would be able to save them, from now? He saw the Death eaters marching like a giant army, ready to strike anything that moved. He hated the sight, yet he didn't have any plans to spare. It had come so unprepared.

Ron arrived from behind, closely followed by Neville and Draco. Cassandra hadn't arrived yet, she had to transport herself to the winter Landscape in order to collect her money from the Ridgeback's Vault in Scandinavia. Once it had laid in Gringotts, but it had later in history been removed to The White Church, the Bank in the White Landscape.

Hermione, she had disappeared too. They didn't know where she could have hidden. She had to be someplace near, but where?

Just one look at each other explained what they were thinking. It was pure determination, no sign of fright. The four of them rushed down in order to help. Harry was relieved the others had showed up, he didn't know what he would have done if they hadn't come. They started to shoot stunners, making spells fly over the death eaters' heads. All of them had practised somehow during the summer. Ron in Rumania, Neville at the Longbottom's great mansion, Draco escaping from these foul creeps and Harry had few times sneaked into the Order's missions chasing Death Eaters away.

Harry ran over to the entrance of Madam Malkin, where two Death eaters had captured Mrs Malkin and her daughter, hung them in the air before creating small hurricanes in which they placed them in. Harry got sick of watching and so he was thinking of something more effective then Stunnings.

"Glacialis" he shouted freezing the two Death eaters into unbreakable ice statues. He caught Mrs and Miss Malkin out of the air and made them land safely, before walking out again. He sighed, this would probably rake the whole night to clear up.

Meanwhile Draco and Ron, two ex-mortal enemies, were battling side by side against some really hate filled Death Eaters that had sneaked into the Alley from Knockturn Alley. The Death Eaters growled, cursed and shrieked as Ron and Draco managed to pull them back. The Death eaters were getting frustrated and sent a heap of Crucio's at them. The two heirs answered back using different curses that if more people of the wrong sort knew, they sure would have been counted as forbidden. In the end, Ron accidentally shot a spell turning one of the Death Eaters into a Chimera. Ron was stunned, what had he done? The Death eater surely saw this an advantage as he flew of and began killing everything he came across. It all lasted for about five minutes until Draco pulled it down, using a Death Strike. The Death Eater, now badly wounded, not dead though, fell to the ground. Ron turned him back to a human, tomato red in the face.

"Next time Weasley, think!" Draco said. "That thing you just did could easily have killed us both."

Ron felt ashamed, Draco was right. They needed to be careful on what they used.

A few metres away Neville was chased by none less the fifty Death Eaters. Poor Neville had never been the best in duelling, sure enough he would easily win a normal duel against one, but fifty! The death eaters smirked as they thought they had chased the little cat up the tree, but cats still had claws. Tired of being the cat chased by the dogs, he cast a silver mist around making it impossible for them to trace him. Seeing he had the advantage for the moment he created a large illusion of a Hebridean Black. The Death Eaters screamed when they saw it and fled. Neville dropped down on the ground, exhausted.

Hermione sat behind a chimney, waiting for the perfect moment. She had been the first to come out from Gringotts and also the first one to notice the Death Eaters, seeing Lestrange. Lestrange too had noticed her and decided to wipe her out of the way. Luckily she escaped, with only a few bruises. She had retreated up here and with her inner magic tried to summon as many rain clouds as possible. The only problem with Weather magic was that it took a very long time to perform and on a day like this, without any good clouds, it could take her up to an hour to make. She had to make sure no one spotted her before.

Finally she felt the rush through her veins, the clouds came and rain poured down. Water was her element and over the summer, living alone in the mountains she had learnt to control great parts of it. The wind howled around her, a thundercloud rained a shower of lightning bolts. She felt all the power. It was a wonderful feeling, yet she shouldn't think of that. She had other things to do.

On command rain poured down, but it wasn't just water. It was water mixed with magic, very powerful and very deadly. She hoped the others would forgive her for soaking them, but they didn't have so much of a choice. They needed more strength and the rain was a good one. The small streets soon overflowed, the Death Eaters started to panic. Harry and the others threw suspicious looks at the chimney she lay hidden behind, before using their own magic in various ways to get them and the other wizards and witches, out of there.

Hours later, the rain stopped. It was in early in the morning and they all yawned, not having any sleep at all. The death eaters that hadn't Disapparated had been tied up and were waiting for the arrival of the aurors. One of them, had to be Kingsley, who fainted when he saw the scenery. Well, you surely didn't expect to see a destroyed alleyway in the morning did you. The other aurors looked stunned, yet no one commentated the happenings.

Also, as the shop owners and the customers began to fix up the Alley again, Cassandra arrived.

"What in Merlin's beard has happened here?" she asked.

Ron walked over to her.

"Let just say, you missed a lot of action."

Cassandra shook her head and walked away to help the shop-owners to rebuild everything. She particularly walked straight to where Flourish and Blot's had laid. It was a shock for her to discover all the broken or destroyed books.

"Novus" she said and the tattered books became whole again. She cast the same spell on the whole bookstore before walking out. The others stared at her when she came back.

"You never knew about that spell did you" she said smiling.

So, thanks by a newly found spell, or old spell that had been known by the Ridgeback's for centuries, having rebuilding the alley took only some hours instead of days.

Before they went back, the shopkeepers made sure that each of the founders received the equipment they needed, for free. All except for Harry, who had insisted on paying. In the end it was agreed he only needed to pay half of the price. Ron had called him an idiot, telling him he just had blown away a chance for the world. Harry explained it as, it wouldn't feel right to just take it. They live by selling, and by all of our so-called gifts they would not have anything left. Since they now would take more subjects than any student ever known, the other heirs understood what he had meant.

They apparated back, back at the headquarters they met up on the Weasley family in the Kitchen. They saw a terrible scene. Mrs Weasley was crying believing she had seen the last from her son, Bill and Charlie tried to calm her down. Mr Weasley looked destroyed, he hadn't slept and he hadn't eaten anything. Fred and George tried to cheer Ginny up the best they could, which was impossible. Percy, well... Percy sat by the table, heads down and a knife in his hand. He was thinking dark thoughts. Yet none of the Weasley's hadn't even bothered to tell him of. They wee all sad.

"Hey, stop crying, we're back!" Ron said. Indeed Mrs Weasley and Ginny abruptly stopped crying and ran over to hug him. They were closely followed by Mr Weasley, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George. Percy took a while, since it took some seconds before the happy message had sunk in. He too rushed over to hug his younger brother.

Draco went to stand by the door. 'Gryffindor sure can live happily. He has a mother, he has brother who cares.'

Percy, who just seconds before had thought of committing suicide gave Rob a hug and cheered louder then the rest. The twins were particularly shocked. They had never seen him act like this.

"Percy, please! You didn't have to become mad just because of me." Ron said.

Everyone laughed as the so-called Mr Crouch-obsessed brother blushed.

Mrs Weasley gave each of them a hug, including Draco, who blushed and looked rather embarrassed. Well, at least the family had accepted him for being one of them, on the so-called right side.

The days soon passed, the night grew slightly longer. The time for returning back drew near. All Harry could think of this time was... 'This is going to be the best, yet worst year ever.' He didn't know how right he was.

To reviewers: Chapter was pretty short I know, in next he'll probably return to Hogwarts. From there, well, the story will go on.

blaze potter: Hopefully you'll enjoy the story, I'll try to behave when I write parts where you're in. Thanks for reviewing.

Nightwing 509: Good thing you like it, hope you liked this.

Alanpatty07: Sorry for taking time updating, but it's school, homework and my other fic's. Well, you know the problem, people saying UPDATE everywhere. Well, better start typing next chapter. Hope to see you there.

charlotte-lefay: Thank you, hope I didn't confuse you too much in this sequel as I did in the previous one.

End Notes:

Shitza: Sorry for a such a short chapter, but with this title for the chapter, it wasn't easy to write more. It's weekend now, so I'll try to make a new chapter soon enough. Bye, bye

Shitza