Chapter Five: The First Battle

The sun rose over the forest in the distance and sent bright, cascading light into the room of Ron Weasley. The light reflected off the walls in his room and bounced back to hit the figure lying on the bed.

Harry opened his eyes slowly. He didn't ever remember going back to sleep. He sat up slowly. His head had stopped spinning and there was now only a small, dull pain in the front of his head.

He pushed the covers back and stood up carefully. He checked his watch as he yawned. It read nine thirty. He looked up quickly. The wedding was to start in an hour and a half. And looked around him and found his trunk, full of his belongings. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a short sleeved shirt. If what he saw was true, then he wouldn't be needing to wear formal clothes.

The door to the bedroom opened before Harry could reach it. Ron stood in the doorway, wearing a brand new set of dress robes. "Harry, your up!" He smiled then walked into the room. The smile faded when he saw Harry's face. "What is it?"

Harry sat on the end of the bed as he pulled on a clean pair of socks. "I suggest you change what your wearing." Harry said in a hurried voice.

Ron stepped closer to him. "Why? It's my brother's wedding. I don't think he'd like if I showed up in jeans." He said jokingly and smiled largely.

Harry stood quickly and held Ron by the top of his robes. "This isn't a joke! There's a lot of people who could get hurt if we don't stop this wedding!" Harry let him go and started putting his shoes on.

Ron looked at him in shock. "What do you mean? I know Fleur isn't the perfect person to be related to but you know, I'm a bit used to it"

Harry stood again and looked at Ron with an evil glare that Ron had never seen before. "Voldemort is going to be here! And I don't know about you, but I don't want to see your family slaughtered!"

Ron backed away from Harry a step. He looked speechlessly down at the ground as if not able to believe. He looked back up at Harry. "Okay, hold on." He rushed over to his dresser and pulled out some clothes and started dressing.

Harry waited impatiently on the edge of his bed. He looked at his watch every few seconds and Ron raced around his room.

Then a sound came from downstairs that made both Harry and Ron jump. Screams and sounds of glass breaking echoed up the stairway. Harry ran toward the door with Ron close behind.

They thundered down the stairs till they reached the bottom floor. Chairs and tables were knocked over, people were firing curses at each other from behind them.

"HARRY, RON, GET OVER HERE!" Both Harry and Ron looked over to the kitchen table that was now on its side. Mr. Weasley was crouching behind it, his wand drawn in his right hand.

Harry and Ron ran over to him, dodging curses and hexes on their way. Harry kneeled on Mr. Weasley's left with Ron on his right. Screams were still coming from inside and outside the house.

"Where's mom?" Ron yelled over the noise. Mr. Weasley looked over at his son with tearful eyes. Ron looked over at Harry then back at his dad. "No, not…why?" Tears started running down his face.

Arthur held his son up but let go and looked him in the eye. "This is not the time nor the place to talk." He looked around the table's edge and threw a new curse at one of Voldemort's death eaters.

Harry's pulled Arthur's robes back. "Where's Hermione and Ginny?" He face showing anger and frustration.

Arthur shook his head. "I don't know. Everyone panicked and everyone was separated." He pulled away and started shooting at them again.

Harry stood up slightly and looked around for a better look. He saw Fleur and Bill lying next to each other only a few feet away. Harry shook his head then darted over to them. He sat on his legs next to them. He looked down at them.

He put his fingers to each of their necks. Neither had a heartbeat. Harry looked down at their blank eyes. Bill was holding Fleur in his arms. Harry felt hot tears falling down his face. He wiped them away, but more came.

He looked around him and saw more bodies lying around on the floor. Some were still moving but most were still. Look what I did. I shouldn't have come. I only brought death with me. He stood again and saw most of the death eaters on the other side of the room. They were all paying attention to the other side of were Harry was.

Harry took out his wand and aimed it at one of them. He started to yell out any curse or hex he could think of. Each person he hit fell to the ground.

He continued until a cold, voice yelled, "STOP! WE HAVE WHAT I WANT!"

Harry looked over to his right, near the door, and found Voldemort standing by the door with a body in his hands. The deatheaters started to walk to him. Voldemort caught Harry's eye. He smiled and turned toward the door. Then Harry saw who he had in his hands. A girl with long, red hair and a blank look in her eyes, Ginny.