A/N: We just had a snow. It's melting. You know what's a good show? Wolf's Rain. Everyone should go watch it. Nothing much to say here, so I'll just commence to writing.

Please forgive me if I don't respond individually to every single review I get. Getting the chapters out is usually daunting enough for a small mind such as mine.

Disclaimer: Is it boring for anyone else to read this at the beginning of every single chapter? It's somewhat boring and depressing to write it at the beginning of every single chapter.

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Time seemed to freeze. Alicia could only stare at Oliver's pale face. Dried blood was on his forehead and coming out from his lips. Angelina's scream rang through the entire landscape. Alicia could do nothing except feel her knees go numb from kneeling in the snow. She slowly brought her head up and saw Tonks, Kingsley, Lupin and Moody turn around and pull their wands out.

She turned around and saw everything happen in slow motion. Angelina's mouth was still open, her scream lingering on the air. Her eyes followed Angelina's horrified stare and her own mouth dropped open in horror.

Fred was falling to the ground, his body moving in slow motion. All of the sound seemed to disappear. Alicia knew that Angelina was still screaming, screaming like she was never going to stop. And this fact scared her almost more than the dark robed figures advancing on them.

Angelina never screamed. She was tough like that. She looked down on screaming, crying, and emotions that were generally considered girlish. It had been her ambition and her ultimate achievement when she was considered one of the boys by the Quidditch team. In all of the time that Alicia had known Angelina, she had never heard the black girl scream. Until now.

Fred's face was blank and there was no way of telling how much pain, if any, he was in. when his body fell to the ground, a soft cloud of snow rose around him and then settled down. George's mouth hung open and his eyes were wide with disbelief. He slowly turned around towards the people that had attacked his twin.

There were four Death Eaters. They all advanced slowly forward. Their leader took off his black hood. Harry hissed in hatred. Lucius Malfoy's pale face smirked out at them. "Well, well, well," he said coldly, his eyes traveling over all of them and lingering on Fred's still form. Alicia couldn't tell if he was even breathing.

"If it isn't Mr. Potter and his friends," he said softly. Lupin almost snarled at him, but restrained himself. The entire Order felt themselves captivated by his soft words, even the Aurors like Moody, Tonks, and Kingsley. There was something hypnotic about his quiet, power laden voice. "Did you come here to rescue your little friend?" his eyes trailed disdainfully over Oliver. "He's still alive, but only just. It won't be long before he'll be dead. And you can join him," he said softly. He slowly pulled out his wand and leveled it at all of them, pulling it slowly over them as if to prolong the decision.

The decision was made when a light shot out of the end of his wand. It was aimed at Katie. Kingsley let out a warning shout, but she quickly threw herself to the left, rolled, and came up on her feet. She shook off the snow from her body, silently thanking Oliver for all of the harsh Quidditch training he had put them through. It paid off at the oddest times.

The slow atmosphere was gone, replaced by one of frantic action. Alicia was almost reminded of a Quidditch match in the way that everyone seemed to go off in their own direction, yet still remain so connected to each other. Different coloured lights-green, red, and purple-streaked across the sky. Oliver and Fred were forgotten as the other members of the Order of the Phoenix tried to defend themselves.

Lupin paused in his battle to wipe a bead of sweat out of his eyes. He had been fighting Lucius Malfoy. He looked at the pale face, the cool smirk and rage filled him once more. "What?" Malfoy taunted him. "Are you tired already, werewolf?" Lupin's upper lip lifted in an impersonation of his other form and he was ready to lunge back into battle. For some reason Lucius looked behind him and quickly retreated. Lupin waited and then he saw what had made Lucius go away so quickly.

Bellatrix Black was behind him. She swept her long black hair out of her face as she sneered at Lupin. "Well, well, well," she said, mimicking Lucius's voice. "As if it isn't the remaining best friend of my dear departed cousin." Lupin looked around quickly, praying that Harry hadn't noticed this new arrival to the battlefield. He was fortunate. Harry was over with Angelina, Katie, Alicia, and George. Moody and Kingsley were standing in front of them, somewhat protecting them from the spells of the Death Eaters.

"Tell me, how does it feel to be the remaining member of your little band?" she asked him softly. The two wizards circled each other cautiously, almost like dogs getting ready to fight. Lupin tried to remind himself that she was saying these things to make him angry, to goad him into making a false move. But her voice was whispering the truths that he had pondered in his head. "How lonely does it get?" she whispered at him as she made her first move. A jet of red light came bursting out of her wand and barely missed him.

"How disgusting is it, working for Voldemort?" Lupin asked, somehow managing to sneer at her. She did not seem to react to his insult and sent another curse at her. Lupin quickly put a Shield Charm, managing to protect himself from her spells. She smirked at him and Lupin was suddenly reminded of the fact that she was Sirius's cousin. Though her face lacked all the warmth and laughter of Sirius's face, there was something in the lines and angles of her face that reminded him of his best friend.

"Not nearly as disgusting as it must be working for that Mudblood Lover," she scoffed at him. This time, Lupin was not fast enough to dodge her Crutacius Curse and it hit him in the stomach. He automatically dropped to the ground and curled into the fetal position, trying not to scream and failing miserably. Kingsley looked over at him in horror. Bellatrix let out a feral smile and raised her wand above her head.

"Don't worry, now you can go join my dear cousin and your friends," she said to him before leveling her wand at him. The Crutacius curse lifted, just long enough for Lupin to hear the words of his death. "Avada," she began with an insane smile on her face.

She never had the opportunity to finish. She was so focused on destroying Lupin that she had forgotten one of her arch-nemeses: Harry Potter. He hit her from behind with a Stunning Charm. It was not enough to knock her completely unconscious, but it did make her lose her concentration. She stumbled and fell into the snow. Lupin hastily got up and ran away from her. He met Kingsley halfway.

"Are you all right?" the Auror asked him. Lupin shakily nodded and looked around. There were no casualties as of yet, other than Fred and Oliver. He looked around at Moody and Tonks who were standing in front of Angelina, George, Alicia, and Harry.

"This isn't going to work," he told Kingsley. The Auror did not respond, but merely shoved him down in the snow. Lupin understood why as he heard the large man shout out a counter-incantation. There was a cry and Kingsley turned to him again.

"What's not going to work? Having a conversation in the middle of a battle?" Lupin had to smile a little and then his smile faded as he heard Alicia's voice shouting out spells.

"It's not going to work having the children in the midst of the battle," he told Kingsley. He looked around at the carnage. The Order did not have any actual casualties, although he thought that he could spy a little bit of blood coming out of Tonk's nose. However, the Death Eaters were multiplying. It would not be long before their small force was overwhelmed. This was no place for several wizards who were either in, or fresh out, of school. "We need to get them out of here. They can take care of Fred and Oliver until the full Order comes and gets them. Let us handle this on our own." Kingsely nodded and set up a quick Shield Charm to protect them.

"Harry!" Lupin bellowed. Harry looked up at him. "You need to leave!" Lupin said, gesturing violently for extra impact. "Get out of here! All of you!" he said to George, Katie, Angelina, and Alicia. "Take Fred and Oliver away from here!" Harry could be seen shaking his head, as well as Katie and Angelina. George looked at his unconscious twin while Alicia's gaze lingered on Oliver.

"Harry, it's probably for the best," Alicia said softly. "After all, what can we do, besides get killed?" Harry knew somewhere deep within him that she was right; he just didn't want to accept it. He shook his head fiercely.

"You can go if you want, but I'm staying here!" he said firmly. He took his wand out and shot out a Stunning Charm at one of the Death Eaters. He didn't pause to see whether or not he had hit his target. He immediately aimed more at the other Death Eaters. "See?" he asked them, turning his head for a fraction of a second. "I'm fine by myself!"

"Angelina, Harry's right!" Katie said desperately, looking at the older girl while managing to shoot out a charm. "We can do this! Angelina!" Katie said, begging Angelina to side with her. Angelina looked at Katie, Alicia and then out at the snow where Fred lay, still unconscious and maybe even dead. She looked at Katie and slowly shook her head.

"It was a good idea, and we did all that we could do," Angelina said softly. "We have to get out of here or else we're all going to end up dead." Like Fred…her mind echoed cruelly at her. Harry turned around, his face a mask of astonishment.

"What?" he asked. He had come here to fight Voldemort! He had been through more than most of the people there! He had fought against Voldemort and survived five times! How dare they suggest that he wasn't prepared enough to fight Voldemort? He was seized by a righteous rage and he was unsure of whom he wanted to attack: Angelina, Lupin, or the Death Eaters.

"Give us the Portkey!" Alicia yelled at Lupin. Lupin nodded and tossed the Portkey to her. Alicia took her wand out and pointed it at the Portkey. "Accio!" she cried out. It sped to her until she caught it in her hands.

"Get Fred and Oliver," Angelina commanded. George nodded and started crawling through the snow until he reached his twin. Grunting with effort, George managed to drag Fred's unconscious body back to where Alicia, Katie, and Harry were waiting. Harry looked at Angelina, who was crawling through the snow to get Oliver. He opened his mouth in horror when he saw a Death Eater level his wand at her.

"Stupefy!" he yelled as he burst up from where he had been crouching. The spell shot towards the Death Eater, hitting him in the stomach. Alicia watched Angelina, biting her lip in concern.

"She's not going to be able to make it," Alicia whispered to herself as she started to crawl towards Angelina. Angelina was futilely trying to pull Oliver's limp body, but he proved too heavy even for the black girl. Alicia made her way towards her.

"I hope that they hurry up," Tonks whispered to Moody, her face white with the cold and concentration. "We can't keep shielding them for much longer." The scarred Auror, though he did not say anything, silently agreed with her. Potter and the others had better hurry up. It was costing them all of their strength to make sure that the kids could get out of here unscathed.

Alicia grunted as she jerked backwards on Oliver's body. "Come on," she grunted to Angelina. She never would have thought that Oliver was this heavy…perhaps it was all of his muscle. Whatever the reason, he was extraordinarily hard to carry over the snowy ground, especially since they couldn't stand up and their feet could not get a firm grip on the shifting snow.

"Come on, hurry up," Katie whispered to herself. George crouched beside her and watched them, anxiety across his face. Though she did not say anything, Katie could see his hand hovering on his twin's forehead. For all of their laughter and joking, the two brothers were closely connected to each other. Having one of them being hurt was like destroying both of them. "George, they're not going to make it by themselves," Katie finally said, looking at him, panic written clearly over her features.

"Damn it," George quietly cursed. He looked down at Fred. "Watch over him, would you?" he asked, darting out from the tiny hiding place that he and Katie had created. He ran over to Alicia and Angelina. With his combined force, Oliver's body started to move along the snow. "Come on," George grunted, pulling hard on Oliver's arm. "We're almost there…" he said, looking back at where Katie was waiting with Fred.

When they were less than five feet away from the hiding place when their luck ended. George stood up and alerted a Death Eater to his presence. A Death Eater leveled his wand at the red-head, who was ignorant of his danger. George hefted Oliver over his shoulder and struggled onward. A jet of red light hit the place where George was carrying Oliver.

Fortunately for George, Oliver took the main force of the curse. But the small part that George got was more than enough to make him drop to his knees and start screaming in pain. Alicia looked helplessly at George's face. There was nothing she could do to make his pain less. His normally laughing face was contorted in agony. The Death Eater finally took his wand away. Angelina looked at him in fear as he started to laugh. The Death Eater was going to kill them now and there was nothing that they could do about it.

I'm sorry Mum, she said as she slowly closed her eyes. I guess you have to go through losing a family member again…as if Dad wasn't bad enough…Angelina let out a dry sob as she thought about what her mother would go through.

Harry's eyes widened as he saw the Death Eater converging upon Angelina, Alicia, George, and Oliver. He knew what the Death Eater was going to do, and he knew that he was too far away to help them. He looked at Katie, who did not seem to notice the peril that her four friends were in. "Katie!" he screamed at her. She looked at him and then looked at his distraught gaze.

"Stupefy!" she screamed, bursting up from her hiding place and brandishing her wand at the Death Eater. The red light sped from her wand and hit the Death Eater straight in the face. The man fell as if the strings that were holding him up had been cut.

Angelina summoned up the last of her strength and surged forward to where Harry and Katie were waiting with Fred. Her grip on Oliver's wrist was firm and tight, so tight that her knuckles were turning white with the force that she was gripping. George was still lying in the snow; his eyes closed tightly, his breath coming in short, sharp pants. Alicia put her arms underneath his body and managed to roll him to where the others were waiting.

Lupin saw that all of the Quidditch team was there and quickly Apparated to their sides.

"Are you ready to go?" he panted breathlessly. When they all nodded he faintly smiled. "Don't worry about us. We'll leave almost as soon as you do. Good luck." Harry looked at him rebelliously. "Harry, please," Lupin said, clapping him once on the shoulder before Apparating away again. Harry looked after him as the werewolf rejoined in the fray.

"All right," Angelina said, putting her hand on it tentatively. She still held onto Oliver's wrist. Katie touched it whilst holding onto Fred. Alicia touched it, as did George. Harry was the only one not touching the Portkey. "Harry, come on!" Angelina hissed. She could feel the magic in the Portkey starting to take effect. Harry glared at them and it become apparent that he was not going to take hold of the Portkey. Alicia made a futile grab for the agile Seeker, but his Quidditch training enabled him to easily evade her grasp. "Harry!" Angelina cried as she felt the magic begin to jerk at her navel.

At the last second, George's hand shot out and grabbed Harry by the front of his shirt. Then they all felt the familiar tugging from behind their navel and they were gone from the battlefield and on their way back to the Burrow.

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Well, that was really hard. That was harder than I thought it would be. Battle scenes are very hard to write evidently. Oh well.