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With the arrival of Ron and his army the battle had shifted almost instantly towards the light and after only a mere ten minutes of fighting the Dark side retreated with only twenty death Eaters two vampires, and a Werewolf remaining.
The remaining light side cheered and congratulated each other focusing most of their relief and gratitude on the beaming (and slightly blushing) Ronald Weasley.
While Ron was being bombarded by a family of happy red heads Harry and Jessica thanked Moondance, the Unicorns, Centaurs and the Phoenixes for all their help.
'It was no trouble at all,' Argent the lead unicorn said bowing lightly, 'We have vowed our allegiance to you and will fight for the light whenever called upon. We only hope our role in this dark time will slightly influence the outcome into your favor.'
'Every bit of help, no matter how small, will aid us greatly in the war' Harry answered sincerely, absently stroking Shireton's blue plumage from where he rested on the young Gryffindor's arm.
'Moondance, can you open a portal that will lead our companions back to the Forbidden forest, please.' Jessica asked the large Wolf. She and Harry had discovered a few days earlier that Fire Wolves were able to teleport not only themselves, but others as well, by forming a portal of fire and walking through it.
'Of course,' Moondance answered bowing lightly to the uniformed Mystic Knight. Turning toward the largest open space he could find the Wolf drew in a deep breathe and released it shooting blue flames towards the space. A ring of blue fire formed and the space inside shimmered lightly showing the faint and shadowy outline of the Forbidden forest and farther in the background Hogwarts castle itself.
Thanking their new friends once more, Harry and Jessica waited until they had all disappeared through the tunnel before bidding Moondance a goodnight and turning back to Ron and the rest of the light side.
"Now, does someone want to explain to me what is going on around here? How do you two," Mr. Weasley pointed at the Mystic Knights, "know my son?"
Harry chuckled lightly and shook his masked head in amusement, "Why don't the Weasley's and Professor McGonagall meet my companion and I at the Weasley's home. We have a few things to discuss with Professor Dumbledore and a friend of ours and should be with you shortly."
The others, although bursting with questions, went off to do as told, recognizing the dismissal for what it was.
An anxious Arthur Weasley paced restlessly around the Weasley's quaint living room, while his children, wife and friends watched.
"Arthur, honestly would you please sit down." Molly snapped hotly crossing her arms over her chest and fixing the tall man with a glare that would have Voldemort running for the hills.
"I'm sorry dear," he sighed falling onto the couch next to an amused Sirius and Remus. "I just… I don't understand. How do you know two of the most Powerful people in the world?" this he directed at, a still slightly smug, Ron.
"It's not my place to say anything, if they want to, that's their choice." Ron shrugged with a sheepish grin.
"Are you sure you're my brother?" Fred gaped at Ron, remembering that not two days ago, Ron would have told anyone who would listen exactly how this had come about, simply because he could.
"Amazing isn't it?" a voice from the other side of the room said, turning the group saw the two Mystic Knights leaned casually against the far wall. "It seems to me that Ron had finally decided to mature a little." The voice of the male teased from underneath his helmet.
Ron threw his friend a weak glare, a small smile gracing his lips, "shut it you," he griped weakly.
Ginny let out a Un-lady like snort and pushed Ron lightly laughing all the while. After a few moments the rest of the room joined in with laughter of their own, all throwing teasing comments of their own at the now blushing Gryffindor.
"Before I explain who I am, though it should be obvious seeing as there is only one person in this house that isn't here but should be… Did that make any sense?" Harry asked Jessica who smiled lightly under her mask and shook her head. "Anyway, I was hoping Ron could tell us what happened with his mission." Harry said lightly taking a seat next to Jessica who had plopped her self onto a comfortable leather couch she had conjured. Placing his arm on the back of the couch behind his friend he waited patiently for his schoolmate to begin his tale.
Ron went over his night with great detail, making sure to pause in the right moments, and patiently waiting for shocked gasps and whispers to subside before continuing. He even told the group about Jessica Locks premonition earlier in the year and how it had come true tonight.
"So… all in all a good night." Ron finished enjoying the gob smacked looks on his friends' faces, "Aragog and the light side have a sort of truce now. So they shouldn't be any problem during this war. There is no chance they'll side with you- know- who."
Harry was beyond impressed. He and Jessica had sent Ron to fetch Moondance and the others, and his best friend had come back with an army and a powerful alliance.
"Great job Ron," the Gryffindor praised, "I'm impressed."
Ron beamed and blushed at the same time.
"Well now that we know what happened in the forbidden forest, I think it's safe to say who I am, although I really am surprised you haven't guessed it yet. After all if any of you even thought to check on me, when you got back here there is no doubt in my mind you would have found me missing and put two and two together."
"Don't give them that much credit, Harry. They would have added two and two and came up with five." Jessica mumbled only loud enough for him to hear.
Gently nudging the girl with his elbow, Harry powered down and chuckled at the stunned silence that followed.
"Holy…" Fred began,
"Shit!" George finished.
Molly and Arthur were too stunned to even try and scold the twins for their language. Then as if the floodgates had opened pandemonium had broken out. Questions were being flung around the room and Harry's head was spinning with the sheer volume of noise being produced from his 'family'. McGonagall, always being more reserved then the others, was just content to study Harry intently until the noise died down.
Ginny, Ron, Sirius, and Remus howled with laughter at the reaction, and Harry shot them a mock glare as he tried to calm the others down.
"This… it's not…" Bill looked like he was having trouble finding the right question once the chaos had died down, so settled on the most obvious, "How?"
Harry smiled lightly and glanced at Jessica, who had by that time also powered down and was eyeing the group with something akin to amusement lighting her eyes. She caught his eye, gave him a gentle smile and shrugged.
"At the beginning of summer I was paid a visit by Greg Talon, our new Defense against the Dark arts teacher, and he kindly informed me that, once again, my hopes of having a normal year were futile. So I went with him where I met Jess, and we trained in the art of the Mystic Knight. Since we aren't seventeen yet we still have a little trouble doing all the things we should be able to do. Jess and I are still learning but Greg helped us, and is still helping us, become who we have to be In order to stop Voldemort." Pointedly ignoring the flinches that ran around the room he continued with a detailed description of the training they had gone through and what had happened so far this year.
"Any questions?" he asked when he had finished almost an hour later, smiling fondly at Jessica who had, at some point, fallen asleep on his shoulder.
Sirius, catching the smile, snickered and shot Harry an 'I told you so' look when his godson had looked at him.
"Plenty," Arthur said running a hand through his thinning hair.
Harry had been afraid of that and settled back into the soft leather of the couch shifting Jessica to a more comfortable position with her head resting on his thigh, Harry braced himself for a long night of questioning.
The rest of the Christmas holidays had flown by in a blur. The morning after the Ministry battle had been both pleasant and tragic. It was determined that about fifty light wizards had died that night and another twenty were injured grievously. The rest had sustained minor injuries and were able to spend that morning, being as it was Christmas, with their families.
Dumbledore had taken on the daunting task of informing the families who had lost someone in person and only briefly stopped by the Burrow to wish Harry and the others a happy Christmas.
Jessica had disappeared sometime when the others had fallen asleep, but Harry wasn't too worried. He just figured she had been a little embarrassed about falling asleep on him and had escaped back to her home.
Harry had gotten lots of great presents this year and had enjoyed the day and dinner that followed that night. Laughter filled the table as they all tried to push aside the feeling of imminent doom the war was beginning to settle over them. And at the start of the feast they had paid their respect to the fallen wizards that had died the night before with a toast and a vow to never forget the sacrifice they had made during this war.
And now Harry and the others were crossing onto platform nine and three quarters ready to head back to Hogwarts for the rest of the school year.
Watching with a smile as Arthur and Molly hugged and kissed their children goodbye, Harry failed to notice the shadow that crept up behind him.
"How was your Christmas?" a soft voice asked gently touching Harry's shoulder.
Harry heard someone whisper next to his ear and felt the hand on his shoulder. He spun around relaxing when he saw it was only Jessica. Exhaling noisily he grinned and shook off his paranoia.
"Good, considering. How about you? You disappeared awfully fast that morning."
She shrugged with a light grin, "I had things to do. But I had an ok Christmas too, my parents bought me nothing but clothes this year, how boring." She sighed dramatically trying to lighten the mood.
Laughing lightly Harry threw an arm around her shoulders and walked with her to the train.
"What about the present I gave you, that must have perked you up a little." Harry said referring to the box of pranks he had bought from Fred and George for her.
An evil smirk slipped onto Jessica's face, "It did indeed, I spent the remainder of the week pranking my parent's silly. That'll teach them, eh?"
Harry laughed and opened the door to their usual compartment only to find someone already there. Stopping in the doorway he stared at the figure in shock and confusion.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
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