I'm so sorry this took so long; a lot of stuff has been going on, and for some reaon i wasn't able to upload this for a couple of days. Anyway here it is. There should only be one or two chapters left. Enjoy and please review.

Ron Weasley smiled as he watched the Death Eaters battle down below him. The spiders, Unicorns and the various other creatures had lowered the Death Eaters numbers greatly. But there was still a significant number left, and Ron bit his lip as he watched the animals disappear back into the Forbidden forest. Ron could tell a couple of the smaller creatures had lost their lives as well and vowed to honor the creatures after the war.

Taking a deep breath he turned to Hermione and nodded once, "their about to try and enter the castle its time to cue Fred and George,"

Hermione nodded and ran to the other side of the north tower she and Ron were residing in, leaning out the window she made a quick gesture directed at the tower directly across from them. Seeing the returning gesture from the red headed twins she grinned and turned back to Ron with a nod.

Ron chuckled and turned back to watch the show.

Garbe breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the army retreat back into the Forbidden forest. Cursing he gently held his arm which was still bleeding from when the unicorn had slashed him with its horn.

"Alright, let's keep moving, shall we." Garbe said trying not to show how shaken he really was by the events of the last half hour. 'I hope they don't have any more surprises,' he thought to himself, 'I don't think our forces can handle anymore.' He admitted to himself ruefully before sighing and beginning to lead his men forward for the third time that night.

A huge explosion threw Garbe forward and to the ground. Groaning and twisting his upper body around the Death Eater leader groaned again in dismay.

From above them somewhere, someone was throwing spheres at them causing large explosions wherever they hit the ground. Straining his ears Garbe could just make out the uproarious laughter of two boys coming from the tower just above them.

Garbe growled angrily as he watched his men dance around trying to escape the onslaught of pellets showering them with explosions large enough to badly maim or kill them.

Panic ensued as the dark wizards dodged the bombs and made a desperate dash toward the castles main doors and the safety of the entrance hall beyond them, all the while throwing every curse they could think of at their unseen assailants.

Above the panicking mass of Death Eaters, Fred and George Weasley laughed uproariously as they watched the group scramble about like chickens with their heads cut off.

When Ron had first approached the boys for their help a couple days ago, they had been ecstatic to show the young red head some of their newest products they thought might be of use. The spheres they were throwing now were based on the muggle invention called bombs. Luckily, since time was short, Ron had gathered many volunteers for the twins who would help them build their arsenal and the boys couldn't be prouder of how much the group had accomplished in just a few days.

The boys looked to each other and grinned, before reaching for another box full of similar looking spheres, these spheres were blue however, while the first batch had been gold. They had saved these for last, waited until some of the Death Eaters had been killed before pulling theses out. It was time for a little fun.

"Get over here!" Garbe roared as he waited for the rest of his group to reach the front doors to the castle. Nearly half of his Death Eaters had been taken out and all the vampires and werewolves were long gone. Garbe wanted desperately to call a retreat, but he knew of the consequences his lord would bestow if he left now.

Once the rest of his army was nestled against the wall, their foes no longer had a clear shot at them. Thus, the wary and beaten down Death Eaters were provided some protection and a couple moments to recuperate.

Seething in anger at how greatly their army had been diminished, Garbe waited in silence for the explosions to stop. Once they had ended and the grounds were silent once again he spun around to face the Death Eater next to him.

"I thought you said Dumbledore didn't know we were coming." Garbe snarled.

"Blaise said everything was normal, how was I to know…" Zabani snapped defensively before Garbe cut him off.

"I HAVE NO TIMES FOR FOOLS LIKE YOU!" the irate Death Eater roared spittle flying from his mouth as his eyes shone with insanity. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

The others watched in shock as Garbe killed Zabani and slowly edged away from the irate man.

"Do you fools think this is a game!" the man roared. The others were certain they heard a note of underlined fear in his voice as he waved his arms insanely, "Have you any idea what the Dark Lord is going to do to us if we fail! A fate worse then death. When we get in there I want nothing to survive, do you understand. Not even the god damn cats, rats and owls!"

"Yes sir!" the army roared a little shaken by their intense leader and what had happened to Zabani and the rest of the army.

"It's pretty obvious that old coot knew we were coming," Garbe said calming down a little, realizing killing his already limited number of men was not the brightest thing to do. "We should be cautious when entering the castle; they probably have more surprises waiting for us inside."

The other Death Eaters murmured their agreement, many of them nursing their wounds, and wondering what else was in store for them.

Garbe was about to order his men onward when movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention.

He tensed and followed the blue spheres with unwavering eyes as they fell from the sky and landed a few feet away from them. Watching curiously as the spheres bounced harmlessly onto the ground. He had thought they would explode upon contact like the others had but the balls remained still and unmoving.

"See what they are!" he ordered the rookie recruit next to him shoving him forward. Garbe knew those spheres were meant to do something and knowing how his night had been going it obviously couldn't be good, he wasn't stupid, after all.

"Y-yes sir," Stafford muttered stumbling forward slightly before regaining his balance and cautiously making his way out into the open, pausing just briefly to make sure the boys above had finished throwing them.

Tilting his head in curiosity the Death Eater knelt on the ground and slowly reached toward the sphere prodding it with his trembling wand. In retrospect he should have realized this was not the smartest thing to do, but Stafford wasn't the smartest guy in the world anyway. Besides his superior had ordered him to identify the spheres, and he had learned early on to never disobey a direct order, for it would be the last thing he would ever do.

Yelping, the rookie jumped as the sphere exploded in a shower of bright yellow sparks. Scuttling backwards quickly he gaped in awe as the electricity amazingly formed into a person.

Pushing himself back onto his feet the 18 year old tilted his head and reached forward as if to touch the glowing man. Hissing lightly as one of the sparks that made up the man's body zinged through his finger, Stafford shook out his hand, it never occurring to him that this 'man' could hurt him.

Chuckling, mostly to himself, Stafford turned back to the army of anxious Death Eaters and smirked. "Nothing but toys, sir. a parlor trick..." He called, "probably just meant to distract us…"

But Stafford was unable to finish his report as his body suddenly erupted in violent convulsions, before collapsing to the ground, the stench of burnt flesh filling the air around his dead body.

Garbe watched in shocked horror as the man made of electricity removed his hand from inside Stafford, causing the mans body to drop to the ground.

Sputtering in fear as he watched the other sphere's erupt and form more of the 'men', creating an army of two dozen, he ordered his men to attack.

"Sir," one of the senior Death Eaters said a minute later as he threw every spell he knew at the appraoching 'men', "Our spells are having no effect! What should we do?"

"Run," Garbe breathed staring in dismay as the other army suddenly pulled bows and arrows, made out of the same electricity the men themselves were made of, out of thin air.

One arrow struck the Death Eater next to Garbe and he watched as the man was electrocuted, and ultimately killed, his body still convulsing slightly even after death.

"Into the castle," Garbe roared fumbling with the large doors leading into the entrance hall. Finally yanking them open he and the remaining Death Eaters stumbled in ducking the onslaught of arrows and spears being thrown by the army.

Garbe and the others let out a startled cry as the floor suddenly gave away and they fell into a pit landing on something soft, and to Garbe's horror, something that was moving.

Yelping Garbe tried desperately to free himself from the plant now wrapping around his body. Suddenly he realized that the thing they had landed on was Devil's snare, and panicking would only make him sink faster, he froze in place and snapped at the others to do the same.

"Devil's snare hates light, a simple spell," he began before snapping his mouth shut.

The other Death Eaters followed his gaze upward and gaped. Above them a circle of people stood, their wands pointed downward, cold expressions on their face. There had to be at least two or three hundred of the them.

"Drop your wands," Professor Dumbledore snapped his wand twitching slightly as if he were anxious to use it.

Garbe groaned, the battle had ended here. The light side had been prepared for them and had totally destroyed their army without breaking a sweat, and to his disgust, without even firing a spell at them. The Death Eater glanced at the few men he had left and up to the light army standing above them. He knew they had no chance.

Garbe did something then, the first smart decision of his life, he dropped his wand and raised his hands in defeat. Watching as the others followed his example, he only hoped his lord was having an easier job with Potter.

I know some of you would have probably wanted the battle to be fought in the more traditional way wizard/wizard but I was wanting to do something different. I like the way it turned out and to be honest I wouldn't change a thing. We've all read the epic battle scenes and whilst entertaining I was keen on changing it up a little. Cheers!