Disclaimer: these do get borin, but as u mite of guessed by now I dont own ne of the characters or nethin except the storyline.

Harry didn't get any sleep at all that night, he lay awake thinking of what he had just done, the power he had just used – his natural power that was growing fast, other people wouldn't agree with what he just did, they would think he was just as bad as Voldemort but what did it matter what people thought, he had a plan and he would follow his plan through no matter what the cost.

Ron woke up around 8 o'clock which was pretty early for him in the summer, today everyone was going to Diagon Alley to get their books and supplies, Harry didn't know for sure if he was going back yet – today will be the day that he decides. He tried to keep his mind on what he was meant to be doing, but his mind kept wondering, he kept thinking of his powers that he was growing very proud of and his growing courage, he was finally beginning to believe in himself for the first time in his life.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny went around Diagon Alley together and they had fun for the first time this summer, but then things changed suddenly for the worse as they walked down a narrow street, there were loud cracking sounds from all angles as Deatheaters surrounded the four friends and they were outnumbered by twenty-to-four, there wasn't much hope of battling here in the narrow street, they needed to escape somehow but one of the Deatheaters spoke, it was obvious who it was – Draco Malfoy.

"Hello Potter, want to play a game? Let's see how well you can dance"

As he said this the Deatheater fired curses at Harry's feet hoping to have a laugh seeing Harry dodge the curses but Harry wasn't playing any games as he easily leaped to the side and using his quick thinking he pointed his wand at the Deatheater and said.

"Accio Draco"

This took Draco, the other Deatheaters and Ron, Hermione and Ginny by surprise, Draco flew through the air towards Harry as he pulled his fist back in preparation, Draco flew into range of Harry's fist and he swung his fist at Draco with all his might, rage taking control of his body and as his fist connected with Draco's nose he had the satisfaction of hearing and feeling the bone break in Draco's nose caused by the sudden impact, he fell flat on his back unconscious as blood pouring onto the street.

It seemed like the shock went on for ages as they just stared down at Draco's unconscious body, then the Deatheaters started firing curses towards them, curses were flying back and forth, destroying buildings and anything they came in contact with, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were beginning to tire as the battle went on longer, a killing curse flew towards Harry and as it was a metre away from him there was a loud crack as 'Mad Eye' Moody apparated as he sensed danger, he'd apparated right in front of Harry, between him and the killing curse. Moody heard the rushing sound of the curse and half way through turning round when he saw the curse which made his face change from being alert to being full of shock and fear as he knew what was going to happen, then the curse struck and in that single moment his life was ripped from his body and his face changed from shocked and fearful to lifeless and empty of any emotion at all, Harry stared down at the body at his feet as the Deatheaters disapparated, they were satisfied that they had gotten rid of another Order member. Harry felt guilty as Moody was dead cause of him, just because he wasn't able to fight well enough, he was beating himself up inside – how many more innocent and good people would die in this war, what did he need to do to be able to end this war?

heya do u like story so far? got another chapter comin along soon if this is liked