A/n: Sorry I realized that Part 2 was getting too long so I decided to cut it once more. And aw no reviews... but whatever I like this story myself so it doesn't bother me :)

The First Attempt:
Part three

"You are amazing Harry Potter," a very mature Luna Lovegood complimented as she rode speedily on her broom, trying to catch up with Harry.

Harry smiled faintly and continued to lead the Order. Just as Harry already knew, the leaders were Benjamin Avery, Richard Burke and Minkus Karkaroff. All of which had been arrested and found guilty in his past. Or his future? They reached an old building made with thorns wrapped around hundreds of pillars. There was no roof, only a mass bush of intertwined venomous leaves and flowers.

"How can we tell which pillar has it again?" Neville forgot.

"It's the one with 5 pythons guarding it," Luna reminded him.

The 'rescue team' consisted of 20 members of the Order, as they were still called. As soon as they landed on the ground, the thorny vines seemed to come to life. They whipped around violently, coming from all directions.

"Incendio!" Ernie Macmillan yelled at an approaching vine.

"Wait! How does the song go again?" Seamus Finnigan asked.

Harry led the group and sang in a nursery-rhyme sort of tune, "Thorny vines, thorny vines! Oh how beautiful your thorns are! So elegant and fine, I wish they were mine! Your vines are filled with power!"

As the team sang the ridiculous song, the crazed vines calmed down and slowly dropped slowly to the floor, motionless. When they were sure every single one had stopped moving, they carefully jumped over them (because they were told that as soon as they mount their brooms, the vines will come back with a vengeance), which was a very tricky feat. Several of them cut their feet and ankles, but finally they found the pillar which was located near the back of the building.

"Okay, about 7 of you stay here and guard the portkey. The rest, let's go," Harry commanded. They placed their hands on the portkey and Harry felt himself being sucked in through his bellybutton. He felt as if he was trapped in a tornado, swirling around. Finally they landed on hard cement floor, which caused numerous groans among them. Harry immediately got to his feet and ran up a steep hill. On the other side, he found a group of witches and wizards, surrounded by a ring of fire.

"Those idiots!" An angry voice yelled. It came from a rugged-looking man with long blonde hair who Harry knew as Minkus. "I told you they would give away our hide out!" Harry saw around 15-20 more witches and wizards crowding behind him. In the middle, two men were pushing everyone aside. The rest of the Order finally reached the top and stood beside Harry, wands pointed down.

"If it isn't famous Harry Potter, of course," An evil-looking man with thick-framed glasses spat. He had an ugly comb-over and a deformed nose. Avery, Harry noted.

"Now we'll find out how you ever defeated the dark Lord!" The third man roared. This one was extremely tall and pale, with a high Mohawk and huge gauged ears. And Burke of course, Harry knew.

"Stop talking," Harry said loudly. He tried to find Ginny in the crowd of captives.

"Harry!" some of the captives called out. Harry saw Hermione and Ron looking very beat up and having cuts all over their faces. He spotted some people he knew, but couldn't find Ginny.

"What are we standing here for? Expelliarmus!" an impatient wizard yelled.

Harry easily blocked it by using a non-verbal spell. "You haven't trained your recruits very well."

"Shut up!" Burke snapped. Suddenly someone from behind him fell to the floor, frozen.

"Oops, I didn't meant to do that yet," Harry heard Neville whisper. And that was all it took. Everyone started throwing jinxes and curses at everyone else. The field was bombarded by wizards and witches. As far as Harry was concerned, Ginny had to be saved. He fought angrily, just wanting to get the battle over with. He felt his only goal was to reach the ring of fire and get Ginny out.

"Avada Kedavra!" Burke said fiercely.

Harry ducked and countered, "Sectumsempra!"

Burke tried to avoid it, but tripped over someone's body. He began to bleed uncontrollably everywhere. Harry ran faster to the ring of fire, firing any spell that came to mind at anyone who came across his path. Finally he reached the ring and shouted the fire extinguishing charm. That seemed too easy, but it worked nonetheless. These rookies need to learn new tricks, Harry thought. He walked towards the people inside.

"No Harry, don't!" A terrorized Hermione warned. But it was too late. Harry stepped inside the invisible circle and he felt his feet being planted on the ground.

"What's happening?" He demanded.

"We can't move!" A weary Ron told him. His freckles were covered in dust and dirt. He had a cut on his lips and his cheeks. "It's like being frozen and having dementors sucking on us. We can't use our magic either because it bounces back. A couple people tried it and killed themselves..." He looked at an older man beside him whose face was turning yellow as he gasped for breath.

"Where's Ginny?" Harry asked immediately.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Ron looked away and watched the battle's progress. Hermione looked at her muddy feet. "She… she's dead, Harry."

Harry felt his body stiffen, and it wasn't because of the charm placed in the circle. "I killed her again."

"What?" Ron raised his eyebrows at him. "Are you telling us something we ought to know?"

Harry didn't speak.

"Look Harry, she was so frustrated being locked up here… she saw how Katie Bell tried to escape using a random spell and died from it, yet she still tried. She died instantly…" Hermione explained.

Harry began to shake. Everything was going wrong. He felt his head become heavy and he didn't even know what was going on anymore. Did he pass out? The next thing he knew, Wendy had him in a tight embrace, crying on his chest.

"I thought you had died but you were just in here, all protected," Wendy teased.

"What happened?" Harry came back to earth. He realized he could now move his hands.

"We won Harry! We stopped their ridiculous rebellion!" Wendy cheered.

"I – I have to get back to the headquarters," Harry thought loudly, ignoring Wendy. He walked away, leaving her loathing him.

"Harry, where are you going?" Hermione called. "Harry! Harry, wait!" She ran behind him and grabbed the back of his robes. "Stop it! Will you calm down for a second?"

"We have to get back to the headquarters," Harry told her. "Let's go."

"Oi, wait up!" Ron called from behind them. He ran towards them with a confused look. "What's going on?"

"We have to go, come on!" Harry didn't bother to explain. Hermione and Ron gave each other a puzzled look but didn't want to ask questions. They followed Harry up the hill and to their landing. Harry walked around and found a smooth, green rock which served as their portkey back. When they returned, he quickly mounted his broom, while Ron and Hermione shared someone's broom that was left on the ground.

"It would be nice to know what we're in such a hurry for," Hermione said.

"I have to save her again," Harry mumbled.

"Harry, she's gone okay!" Ron barked. "I know you were in love with her at one point, but come off it. I'm just as crushed as you are! I miss her terribly alright, but I'm accepting it. She died bravely, and she never stopped fighting."

"You don't understand!" Harry snapped. He didn't want to give away anything, because he knew that Hermione would know what was going on right away. He refused to talk to Hermione and Ron for the whole trip.

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When they reached Grimauld place, Harry ran up the stairs and to his room. Hermione and Ron followed him, still completely clueless. Harry looked under his bed and found boxes. He started throwing everything inside them frantically.

"What are we looking for?" Hermione wondered.

"Help me find a really ugly bag with feathers on it," Harry ordered.

"Harry no offense mate, but I'm way too tired," Ron fell on Harry's bed and closed his eyes.

"I think I found it," Hermione said softly. It was behind a wooden dresser. "What do you have this for?"

"Please get out," Harry told them.

"What?" Ron's body shot up. "What the bloody hell is your problem?"

"Please, I'm asking you to leave my room, please," Harry said in an unsteady voice.

"Wow, I don't even want to bother with you," Ron said angrily. He got up and stomped away.

Hermione eyed Harry suspiciously. "Whatever you're planning to do, it's not right, and I know I should stop you, but I know nothing can change your mind right now." She stood up and brushed a hair out of her mouth. "Harry, you have to accept the circle of life. People die everyday, and people are born everyday."

"Well today's not her day," Harry said quietly.

Hermione shook her head and walked out of the room. Harry hastily shut the door and sat on the floor. He retrieved his notebook and looked for a good entry. "Today was my graduation and I finally told her my big secret," he read quickly. Concentrate, concentrate, he told himself. "My past is my present and my future is non-existent! My past is my present and my future is non-existent!"

And without warning, Harry felt his body being slammed to the ground, the same excruciating pain. Then he blacked out.