Name: Kristen
Title: Twin Destinies 6?
Website: http/magical-worlds.us/scribblings
Disclaimer: I do not own anything mentioned in the Harry Potter books. That honor goes to J.K. Rowling. I also don't own anything on the show Buffy the Vampire Slayer. That belongs to Joss Whedon and whoever else has a piece of that pie. No infringement is intended and no profit is being made. This is just for my own amusement and only the plot is mine.
Rating: PG-13/Teen
Pairings: Dawn/Blaise and Harry/Ginny eventually
Spoilers: General Season 5 Spoilers for BtVS and spoilers for all of the Harry Potter books, especially for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
Summary: Answer to one of my own challenges posted a long time ago, what if the monks had sent Dawn to someone else? Voldemort is after the key for purposes better left alone and the monks send her to Harry Potter for protection.
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AN: Another short chapter. I've decided to keep them short to cut down on the wait between updates. Also, I don't know what form Garroting Gas actually comes in since I've seen no mention of it in the books or a description on the Lexicon site. So I wrote a description that suits my purposes. Thanks so much to my reviewers Sorting Hat Killer, thsutton, Sarah Lila F, and angelkitty77. I appreciate the good words and you taking the time to review. You guys rock!

Part 5

"What are we going to do?" Dawn asked, horror widening her eyes.

Harry looked around uneasily as if expecting the Death Eaters to jump out from behind a tree at any moment. "I don't know, but I don't think we should be hanging around outside while we figure that out." He grabbed his sister's hand and started running for the front door.

As soon as they were inside Harry pointed his wand at the broken door. "Reparo!" The door settled back into its frame and the lock clicked as it shut itself.

Dawn stared helplessly around her. They needed to leave but how were they going to do that? The fireplace wasn't hooked up to the floo network and they would probably be caught if they tried to leave on broom. They didn't have a portkey, though Dawn would kill for one right about now, and they couldn't apparate. "What about the Knight Bus?"

"They'll probably be expecting that," Harry replied. "They know we're here and will be looking to escape. They could track us and attack the Knight Bus. I don't want to take that chance." Cedric and Sirius's deaths were nearly breaking him already. He had no desire to add to the burden.

"Well we can't stay here!"

"I know," Harry replied in a grim voice. "I don't know how much time we have left before they get here. We have to contact Dumbledore."

At his words, Hedwig landed on his shoulder with a soft hoot. "Do you think you can make it in time, girl?" Harry asked. Hedwig fluffed up her feathers and gave a confident hoot. Harry immediately ran to grab the nearest paper and pen. He ended up using the notepad by the phone intended for taking messages. He quickly scribbled out a note, anxiety and fear making his messy scrawl even more illegible.

Dumbledore,

Death Eaters coming. Send help right away.

Harry

He folded the paper not even bothering with an envelope and transfigured a nearby paper clip into some string to tie the letter to Hedwig's outstretched leg. Not wasting any time Hedwig flew out the living room window Harry opened for her and swift wing beats soon carried her beyond their line of sight. Harry shut the window and locked it, pulling the drapes to prevent them from being easily identified as targets.

A racket upstairs announced where Dawn had disappeared to while he was busy with Hedwig and Harry made his way to her bedroom to discover Dawn hastily going through the supplies Fred and George had given her. Harry may have been the one to invest in Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes but Dawn was the one who occasionally helped the twins come up with new ideas and test them out. As a result, Fred and George were always sharing their stock with her at no charge. He nearly tripped over the loose floorboard that usually covered Dawn's stash hidden in the floor. It appeared as if Dawn had ripped it loose then thrown it with no regard for where it landed in her haste. Gags and prank objects were scattered all over the floor where she had discarded them. As he watched Dawn tossed a trick wand over her shoulder with a muttered, "that won't help." His sister didn't even look up as Harry's footsteps announced his presence in her room. "Good, you're here. You can help me decide. I want to lay out as many booby traps as we can to stall them before they get here." Dawn grabbed a couple of boxes and thrust them at him. "Here, set up as many of these as you can around the house."

Harry peered down at the boxes in question and grinned when he saw they were the portable swamps Fred and George had created earlier in the year. He hurried down the stairs and cautiously out the door on the lookout for the coming attack. Seeing the coast was clear for now he immediately set to work. Minutes later he gazed in satisfaction at the swamps that surrounded Number Four Privet Drive. The swamps had met and melded into one giant swamp that stretched quite a distance in all directions. The nearby houses of the neighbors looked like nothing so much as lonely islands in a vast bog. The Death Eaters wouldn't be getting into the house easily tonight.

He hurried back inside to discover that Dawn had begun rigging some Wildfire Whiz-Bangs around windows and doors to go off the second the entrances were forced. "Since we don't know any wards this will have to do," Dawn said as she attached fireworks around the frame of the living room window. Harry grabbed some out of the box she pointed to and set to work helping Dawn finish the job. Bastien observed their efforts solemnly from his perch on the table.

"What else?" He asked when the task was finished.

Dawn headed to the open box sitting on the dining room table she had carried downstairs. "Now we arm ourselves."

She opened a pouch that contained four nondescript orbs. They reminded him of muggle grenades without the pins. "What are those?" Harry asked curiously.

"Garroting Gas," Dawn replied. "Fred and George left them to me. They never had the chance to use them on Umbridge before they left. Just in case. Here, you take these. They'll explode on impact."

Harry had just slipped the two she handed him into his pocket when the pops of Wizards apparating announced that the enemy had arrived. Shouts of alarm and anger filled the air as the Death Eaters realized they had apparated into the middle of a swamp and not the street as they had expected to.

Dawn's face immediately paled. "They're here," she whispered with dread. She hurriedly swept two cloaks out of the box. Harry recognized them as a pair of the shield cloaks Fred and George had invented. "Quick, put it on," she urged pairing action with her words.

Harry swung the cloak over his shoulders enveloping his body in the protective folds of fabric. He hurriedly fastened the buttons to ensure as much of his body as possible would remain covered. The cloak was loose ensuring ease of movement, which he was thankful for. He knew he was going to need it soon. The swamp and the fireworks wouldn't hold the Death Eaters at bay for long and the second they forced their way inside Harry and Dawn would be fighting for their lives, dodging hexes and jinxes.

Dawn stepped to the right of the living room window and cautiously lifted the edge of the curtain to peer outside. A few quick thinking Death Eaters had apparated to the edge of the swamp and were rapidly turning their energy towards clearing a path to the house with a vanishing spell. Thanks to Fred and George's deviousness it wasn't as easy a task as it seemed. As soon as one area was clear more of the swamp rushed in to fill its space. However, as Dawn watched more of the Death Eaters were joining the effort and it wouldn't be long before the swamp was gone. There were so many. How were they going to be able to take on that many Death Eaters and survive? The answer was that they likely wouldn't.

"How many are there?" Harry's quiet voice pulled Dawn out of the spiraling pit of fear she had started to descend into. She pulled herself together with an effort. She was a Gryffindor and a Potter; they had managed to pull through hopeless situations before. Only the strained sound of her voice gave evidence to the struggle within. "Too many," Dawn said calmly, her face a stoic mask of determination. "I count fourteen so far."

"Well, that's encouraging," Harry replied.

Dawn swung away from the window to stare incredulously at her crazy brother.

Harry ignored the look on her face that said he was one pawn short a chess set and concentrated on reassuring his sister. "Well, they thought it would take at least that many just to fight the two of us. I'd say that raises the odds on our side for survival just a bit, don't you think?" He tried to block out the dread that was twisting his insides and believe what he was saying.

"Well, I suppose when you put it that way," Dawn said hesitantly then bit her lip. She turned back to the window to check on the enemy's progress. "They're nearly through the swamp." She stepped away from the window and headed for the front hall where it seemed a number of the Death Eaters were concentrating on gaining entry through. Harry wordlessly followed using these last minutes to run through the spells he knew, focusing on the ones he knew would help him the most.

Dawn tightened her grip on her wand as she faced the front door, her knuckles turning white in reaction to the tension of her hold. Bastian pressed reassuringly against her legs, surprising her. She had completely forgotten the presence of her cat in the house. She gazed worriedly down at her feline companion. "Bastien, I want you to find a hiding spot and stay there. I don't want you hurt." Bastien showed no reaction to her words, stubbornly staying by her side. "I mean it, Bastien. Don't force me to make you." Bastien's eyes narrowed but he dutifully slinked away. She hoped he would survive the night.

Loud voices indicated the Death Eaters had arrived at the house. From their vantage point in the front hall Dawn and Harry watched shadows shifting behind the curtains of the nearby windows as the Death Eaters spread out. They shifted into a battle stance, wands at the ready and waited in tense expectation, staring at the door in front of them. Seconds later a voice shouted, "Now!"

Spells simultaneously hit the front door and windows. The twins were unable to tell what spells were cast through the chaos of mixed voices but it didn't matter. Explosions rocked the house as the fireworks went off. Screams of pain filled the air as the fireworks collided with those who had cast the spells. Smoke and flames flickered on dark robes and masks, and the smell of burning flesh soon filled the air threatening to turn the stomachs of both the twins. But they didn't have time to focus on that, because other Death Eaters were stepping over and around the bodies of their fallen allies.

The battle had begun.

End Part 5

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