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I just realized I had the wrong chapter up before. The chapter that was up as chapter 9 was actually chapter 10. So that's going to be the next chapter

"Ok the spell is 'Amoris Patronum'," Hermione said, and despite the situation she felt incredibly pleased. They had done it,"Go around, telling students to try that when they are attacked with Avada Kedavra, but to duck as soon as they say the spell. And tell them to find a group of people from any house but Slytherin,"

"Why should they duck?"

"Ron, we're not sure if this will work; we've never had a chance to test it. Now let's go, we're wasting time," Seeing Ron's mouth open to form a question she added "Yes, you even have to help the Slytherins that look like they're in danger. They're kids, maybe they'll be evil or something sometime, but we still have to protect them,"

"Don't go into the Great Hall, we have no idea how many Death Eaters there are, and they'll most likely gather there," Harry told them.

"Right!" Ron took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment "L-let's go then,"

"Ron, don't worry, it'll be all right," Harry tried to comfort his friend.

"Yeah I know. It's all gonna be fine," Ron said, trying to reassure himself.

"Harry, you be careful especially. They don't know you're here," cautioned Hermione.

"Ok," Harry was beginning to feel nervous as well "I'll go that way." He pointed at a random hallway, and quickly ran away.

"I'll see you, Ron. Good luck," Hermione said, and hurried down another hall. Ron took another deep breath, and went down the corridor to the right of Hermione's.

It was brightly lit, with torches blazing every three feet. Ron kept thinking he heard someone behind him, but when he turned around it was usually just a cat, or sometimes he just imagined it. He really wished he had a magical eye like Mad-Eye Moody's because then he would be able to see out the back of his head.

Suddenly Ron tripped over something on the ground, and fell to the floor. Cursing the thing, he stood up and looked at it. His stomach lurched; on the ground was the body of Amanda Bradley. No, wait her chest was moving up and down. Ron felt a wave of relief sweep over him.

He knelt down next to the girl, and pointed his wand at her.

"Ennervate," he whispered. She woke up right away and looked at him fearfully.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help. Listen, go find somewhere too hide. If someone attacks you with Avada Kedavra," she gasped, "Say 'Amoris Patronum' then duck. It might work as a defense but we're not sure, which is why you have to duck. It would also help if you found a group of people from any house but Slytherin. Understand?"

"Amoris Patronum. Got it."

"Good, now get out of here." He helped her up, and pushed her down the hall. She ran off thanking him, on her way.

Ron smiled, and went on his way. He felt great, almost as if he saved someone's life. Which in fact, he might have.

A little ways down the hall, it turned to the left. There was a right turn after the left, and Ron was about to turn when he saw someone running towards him. He held his wand out in the attack position, but there was no need. It was Harry.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" Harry stopped.

"This is where my path went. I was just running away from a Death Eater whose wand was broken. He was trying to stab me with it." Ron laughed weakly.

"Well, we might as well continue together, since my path led me here and the only place we can both go is through here." He pointed at the door to his right.

"Ok, let's go." They opened the door slowly and quietly, and seeing nobody was on the other side, started down the hallway behind it.

Hermione was hurrying down the hall she'd chosen. It was badly lit; most of the torches had been put out, and for some reason it was very dark outside. Then she suddenly saw a body of a Death Eater. He was sitting against the wall; his hood had fallen, revealing his head which was leaning to one side, and his wand on the floor beside him. Hermione gasped in horror, and had half a mind to turn back and go another way, but she knew there were bound to be people at the end of the hall. Unless, of course, this was Dumbledore's work. She gulped down her fear and walked past the body.

Further away, she could vaguely see someone standing at the fork, where there were two hallways going different directions away from this one. The woman could tell that it was either an adult or a student in their sixth or seventh year. She knew they hadn't seen her yet because they were looking from left to right, apparently trying to decide which way to go. The former Gryffindor held up her wand, and inched forward cautiously. She was trying to remain as quiet as possible, but hit her toe on another wand that was on the floor. It rolled away noisily, and she froze looking at the person turn around. They had their wand lit, and holding it up to their face, the person was trying to figure out who was behind him. Hermione sighed in relief, noticing it was a student, in Hufflepuff robes.

"Don't worry," she said walking forward, and lowering her wand, "I'm a good guy," The boy, lowered his wand as well, but kept it lit. After he was sure Hermione wasn't a Death Eater, he relaxed.

"I thought you were a Death Eater," he said.

"No, I'm not, but there are plenty crawling around, so you better hide yourself."

"I can fight," he said, looking offended. Before Hermione had a chance to reply, however, they heard a cold, drawling voice.

"Maybe we could test that out for you?" Hermione realized that it was Draco Malfoy, a person who she had wished never to see again, after graduation. She had always wondered what he would do, and if he would become a Death Eater like everyone thought he would. Harry's experience two years ago answered that question.

The Hufflepuff's scream broke her thoughts, and she saw Draco point his wand at him. Without even thinking about what she was doing, Hermione jumped in front of the boy right when Draco shouted the killing curse. Hermione pointed her wand in front of her, and shouted,

"Amoris Patronum!" and pushed the boy (who was still screaming) down, hurtling herself down after him. She hadn't wanted Draco to hear the spell, but she couldn't help it.

The affect of her defense spell was amazing. They all watched mesmerized as a red shield formed in front of where the two people had just been. The green jet of light hit the red, and instantly rebounded, becoming blue in the process. The now blue light, hit Draco Malfoy squarely in the chest, and he fell down with a scream. The Hufflepuff's eyes were now as wide as saucers. He had stopped screaming, and instead was sitting up slowly.

Hermione got to her feet not taking her eyes off the man's body. With her wand pointing at him, she let her feet carry her over. She was horrified, thinking she had killed him with her defense shield. But when she knelt down and took his wrist, she felt there was still a pulse, even though he was rigid. Backing away in case he woke up, she went to the student and helped him up.

"W-what happened? Did- is he dead?" he asked.

"No, I don't know what happened. I have to figure this out," she said looking at the body of her school rival. Turning her attention back to the person next to her and said, "Listen, you have to go find a place to hide until this is all cleared up. If someone attacks you with the killing curse, say 'Amoris Patronum'. If all goes well, the same thing will happen as here, but just in case duck down,"

"Ok."

"What's your name?"

"I'm Anthony Fontel. I'm in sixth year."

"Ok, I think you're experienced enough with magic then, to be able to do this spell. Still, it might be harder for you, so it would be better if you went with any group of students from any house but Slytherin on your way. Just be careful, ok?" he nodded.

"Where can I go?"

"Hagrid's pumpkin patch," someone whispered from the hallway on the left of the fork. Hermione and Anthony jumped and looked around. Two men were standing there, walking over to them while looking at the body on the ground. When they came into the light of the torch hanging at the end of their path, Hermione recognized them.

"Harry! Ron!" she rushed over to them. "Are you ok Harry?" she asked, noticing Harry leaning on Ron for support. "And why would he go to hide in a pumpkin patch?"

"Yeah, some Death Eater got me on my leg. Dunno what spell it was though. Because, it's almost Halloween so Hagrid has grown his pumpkins, to a huge size. Anthony will be concealed nicely there, and nobody in their right mind would hide in a pumpkin patch right? So nobody in their right mind would look for someone in a pumpkin patch unless they were playing hide-and-seek. It's the perfect place to hide. I've already sent a couple of students there, so Anthony you can try and get only one or two more people, otherwise there'll be too many. Ok?" the boy nodded. "So, um, you can go now," Harry added. The boy grumbled but held his wand high and ran towards an exit. Harry turned back to his friends. "What happened here?" he asked Hermione.

"It was the spell wasn't it Hermione?" Ron asked excitedly.

"Yeah, when I performed it, and ducked out of the way I could watch it from the side. The curse hit the defense, which was red by the way, and bounced off, turning blue. Then it hit him," she pointed her thumb at Draco, "and he fell back."

"That's what happened to us. We came across a Death Eater, on our way to find you. He said something, and a large cut appeared on Harry's leg." Harry pulled up his robes reluctantly and Hermione gasped. Gash was more the word for what was there. It was long and deep, and blood was flowing down to his shoes.

"Just isn't my day, huh?" Harry said.

"Yeah," Hermione said distractedly. "Anyway then what happened?"

"Well, since Harry was already on the ground, I said the spell right when the Death Eater said Avada Kedavra. Then Harry pulled me down, and we watched the spell. It did exactly what you said yours did."

"I wonder why the curse turns into something that knocks someone unconscious, instead of killing them," Hermione mused.

"I know what it turns into," Ron said.

"Really? What?"

"The stunning spell," he answered. Hermione rolled her eyes exasperatedly.

"How can that possibly be, Ron?" Ron looked at her with an amused expression on his face.

"You're displaying a rare case of stupidity, Hermione," he said. Harry sniggered, and Hermione blushed. Ron sighed "Remember what color the stunning spell is?"

"Um… no," Hermione said. Her friends looked at her, shocked. She shrugged "I have quite a lot on my mind right now, you know." They nodded quickly, and Harry started explaining, before Ron could.

"Blue! When the worst curse in the world hits what's basically the best spell in the world (since it stops the worst one) they must reduce each other's power,"

"Yeah, that's what I was going to say," Ron said.

"Oh, well do you know the rest?" Ron nodded "That's good because I was just about to say how that's all I got," Harry said. His friends grinned, and Ron explained to them what must have happened.

"The defensive spell becomes less safe, and the killing curse becomes less dangerous. By having the defense spell work on somebody alone, they would probably stumble backward or something. And if the killing curse is alone, we all know what happens. But when they're together, the defense shield lets the curse work, partially, and the curse let's the shield work partially. So when they hit a person, working together they just stun them." Harry and Hermione looked at him, in awe.

"No wonder Fudge put you on this assignment for logic. That was awesome! It would have taken me like all day to figure that out!" Harry said, making Ron blush. Suddenly Hermione remembered where they were.

"Yes, Ron that was amazing, but we have to go find the other adults, and see what's going on in the Great Hall."

"Yeah, you're right," Ron muttered, and him and Hermione went to the hallway on the right hand side of the fork (Harry and Ron hadn't seen it on their way to Hermione). Harry quickly cast a pain killer charm on his leg, and hurried to catch up with his friends. They waited for him, and then they all set off towards the direction of where they hoped the Great Hall would be (they couldn't tell in the semi-darkness where they were and where they were going) leaving Draco all alone in his unconscious state.

They reached the Great Hall, in no more than five minutes. The first thing they heard was people screaming. There were numerous shouts of, "Stupefy!" and, "Petrifacus Totalus."

"Don't want to hurt the Slytherins much, do they?" Ron growled. Hermione glared at him and told him to be quiet, but as they crept over to the doors, which were open a tiny bit, and looked in, they saw he was right. Almost the whole Slytherin house was in the Hall, and there must have been 100 Death Eaters in there as well "How many Death Eaters does this guy own? I mean, there are about 100 in here, not to mention the one's crawling around the castle!" Hermione looked at him sternly before, peering back through the crack and saying,

"People aren't things, Ron, so nobody can 'own them'." Ron just rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, Hermione."

"Guys, shut up and listen. Those two are talking about something," Harry hissed pointing at the two Death Eaters closes to them. One was very small, and the other was normal in height.

"Nobody's found anyone of importance, Blortas," the taller one was saying irritably. "Least of all Dumbledore,"

"Well," the one called Blortas said, "where could he have run off to? He wouldn't just abandon the school while we were invading it. He's got to be somewhere,"

"Why don't you go and find him then," Blortas' companion said. He was obviously the more important one of them, since Blortas began trembling.

"No, you know I didn't mean that. It's just the old man had to be in this castle. The grounds are being patrolled, like you ordered, and he hasn't been seen on them. And everyone knows it's not possible to Apparate or Dissaparate in Hogwarts,"

"Well, he's obviously somewhere, so we will find him. Then we can get out of this place. Leave the students, to learn about their most…intriguing subjects. Defense Against the Dark Arts," he sniffed, "Divination." This time he snorted "Divination, what a worthless subject."

"We just leave the students, Lucius?"

"Lucius!" Harry whispered "Draco's father,"

"Well, besides those who get in our way, of course," Lucius said in a disgustingly delighted voice.

"Of course, but what are we going to do if we don't find Dumbledore?"

"Would you like to find out?" Something in his voice made Ron, Harry, and Hermione understand that it'd be terrible for them.

"N-no I was j-just-"

"I didn't think so." The two men turned, so the three people looking through the crack in the doors could see their faces since they weren't wearing their masks. Blortas had a thin, bony face. He had bags under his eyes, and a hideous scar running from his chin, up to his right cheek and across his nose onto his other cheek. His eyes looked yellow, and he looked exactly like the type of person you'd find down Knockturn Alley. Lucius looked the same as always, his silver-blond hair, was poking out of his hood in some places. At the moment his lip was curled in disgust. "Go send more people to find Dumbledore,"

"Of course, sir," Blortas said. When he spoke the trio at the door could see his yellow crooked teeth. He hurried off to find more Death Eaters, and soon a group of ten was heading towards the doors of the Great Hall. Harry, Hermione, and Ron barely had time to hide before they came out.

The Death Eaters turned a corner, and the three aurors decided to follow them. They didn't get very far though, because as soon as they were right in front of the turn, they heard voices. Soon they began yelling.

"Get out of the way, boy!"

"No! You won't get Professor Dumbledore, and you're not going to take the school!"

"Yeah, go back to the hole you crawled out of," another voice said. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other, horrified, and ran around the corner. There were the ten Death Eaters, and standing in front of them were about fifteen students. Most were from Ravenclaw, and they were at the front of the group.

"They must be mad about the two students that were killed from their house," Hermione whispered. The other two nodded in agreement. The two parties kept screaming.

"Move out of the way before we have to kill you!"

"No! You killed my best friend; we're not letting you go. You're going to the dementors," one of the Ravenclaw girls snarled. Everyone's voices were getting louder and louder, until the Great Hall doors crashed open and Lucius Malfoy, who was obviously the leader tonight, came striding over with Blortas. There was a huge suit of armor right next to the trio, and they hid behind it.

"What's the hold up?" he shouted furiously "Kill them or get them out of the way somehow, we don't have all night, you know!" the Death Eaters nodded, and aimed their wands. All at once they shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" Everything seemed to go slow motion then. Hermione cringed, and Ron gulped. The leader of the students' group shouted, "NOW!" And all at once, they pointed their wands, and said something quietly, so nobody could hear. Of course, Hermione, Ron, and Harry knew what it was, since they'd invented it. A red wall formed in front of them, and the ten curses bounced off it, heading back to the people who cast them. On the way they turned blue, just like the other two times this defense had been used, and stunned the Death Eaters. Lucius stood there blinking. Then he muttered,

"Idiots can't even cast a proper Avada Kedavra curse."

"But you saw what the kids did."

"There's no way those measly little brats could have found a defense for the curse. Grown up wizards couldn't even. It was a mistake."

"But sir-"

"Blortas, go curse the students." Blortas didn't have a chance of getting out of this, so he nodded meekly, and pulled out his wand.

"Avada Kedavra," he said. A jolt of green light shot out of his wand, and the students formed their shield again. Since there were fifteen people putting it up against one curse, the force of the stunning spell was so powerful it sent the little man fifty feet away and slammed him into the wall. Lucius Malfoy grew pale and rushed back to the Great Hall. The students laughed saying things like, "Take that" and, "That's what you get you evil murderers," until they heard Lucius' voice. He had obviously used a Sonorus charm to get this message all over the school.

"ALL DEATH EATERS BACK TO THE GREAT HALL NOW!"

That's when Hermione, Harry, and Ron stepped out from behind the suit of armor.

"Hey, he's the one who told me about this spell!" yelled one boy, pointing at Ron who smiled broadly.

"How did you know about it? I thought nobody knew how to stop the killing curse," one girl pointed out. Hermione smiled.

"Well, nobody knew about it because we only invented it today." 'It feels like ages ago though.' The kids' eyes widened.

"You guys made it up? It's amazing!"

"Wow! That's so- is that Harry Potter?" the students had just noticed Harry.

"Yeah," he smiled wearily "That's me, Harry Potter. But we have a lot of stuff to do, people to find so if you could go find somewhere to hide, it'd be great. By the way, stick together because you put up and amazing shield." The kids beamed and ran off, waving.

"All right, let's go find Dumbledore, and the other teachers," Hermione said.

"Do you think we c-c-could just Accio them or something?" Ron asked trying, unsuccessfully, to stifle a yawn. Hermione glared at him reprovingly, but also was starting to look tired.

"You know what could possibly happen, Ron. I mean they could get caught by Death Eaters on their way or something. But…Oh I am rather tired as well. Harry, what do you think?"

"No," he said simply, and started walking away. Ron got angry.

"No? What do you mean no?" he snapped. Harry stopped and turned around.

"I mean no, we can't just summon the professors."

"But in all the books I've read, it says it's perfectly fine to summon people to you," Hermione said irritably. She was actually very tired.

"That's because the authors haven't seen the things that can happen to people who are summoned somewhere."

"What do you mean by that?" Ron asked, his anger starting to ebb away. He didn't want to go running around in a castle full of homicidal maniacs, looking for a bunch of teachers, but he really didn't want to hurt any of the Professors either. He knew that Harry was one of the top aurors, and had seen a lot more than some.

"Well there were a couple of cases, when the person being summoned hit walls on their way. Sometimes, they even were flung through the walls. By that time the charm would be out of control, and wouldn't make the person who was being summoned move away from objects such as cold and hard stone walls, like it normally would. I know you're going to ask why they were flung into or through a wall before the charm got out of control. Well I'll tell you: it's because when humans are being summoned, they usually have no idea about what's happening. They struggle or try to stop it, and that makes the charm unable to avoid things. Since objects can't feel fear, they won't start struggling and preventing the charm from helping them out of danger on their trip. Now, it's all right to summon someone when there's nothing at all in between the place they are being summoned to, and where they're being summoned from, like across a field or something. Would you like to hear another story?"

"No, not really," said Ron shakily.

"Great, I'll tell you then."

"I said I didn't want to hear another one."

"Exactly; when someone says they don't want to hear another one, it means it's time to tell them another because that way it sticks in their head,"

"Fine," Ron sighed, "But shouldn't we be looking for the teachers?"

"No Ron this is much more important. And besides it gives you a chance to sit down, and I'm personally very interested," Hermione said, thrusting herself in a place near the wall where she could see if anyone was coming from either direction. Harry and Ron both sat down beside her with their wands out.

"Ok, well there was this one person, five years ago, that was being summoned by somebody. This also happened in 1354 and 1586 I think. Anyway, this one woman was being summoned by her boss. She had skipped work a bunch of times in a row or something, and he was wicked mad. So to get her there he summoned her. The problem was, she had no idea of what was happening to her, and she was absolutely terrified. She was in a Muggle park at the time, and when she felt the feeling you get when being summoned," Noticing their confused looks he said, "I'll show you later what it feels like." They nodded and he continued. "So she felt it and somehow managed to wrap her feet around something. That wasn't working well enough, and she grabbed onto something; I think the counter. But of course, you can't fight a summoning charm and her arms and legs…well," he looked a little sick.

"Harry, what happened?" Hermione asked, not sure if she wanted to know.

"It's kind of like she splinched herself, only much, much, more painful." Comprehension began to dawn on Hermione's face, but not entirely. Ron's face still had the same blank look.

"What?" he asked. Harry sighed.

"Fine, I'll say it exactly how it was, just so you can understand. Her arms and legs ripped off her body and she flew away." Hermione and Ron gasped at the same time. Ron turned from green to white, then back to a light shade of green.

"What happened?" he managed to choke out. Harry grimaced.

"The Muggles almost all fainted or threw up, but luckily there was a wizard in the store, and he modified everybody's memories, and brought the…er -remains, no don't worry she didn't die, to the Ministry. Of course, they took the witch to St. Mungo's and fixed her up right away. It took her two months to fully recover though. Her boss was fired, and sentenced to three years in Azkaban. He actually gladly accepted it, for the first time in Azkaban's history someone was happy to go there. He seemed really horrified and paid for all her hospital bills as well, without her suing him. Very strange guy, actually. Nobody wanted it going out in public about what happened, and forbade anyone from telling. They did update the books though; I'm surprised you haven't seen it Hermione, about how dangerous it can be to summon someone,"

"Last time I read those books was six years ago," she admitted.

"Hey Harry," Ron said taking his head out of the bucket Hermione had conjured for him. He looked slightly better "How did you know about it all in detail, if nobody was supposed to tell? I mean you're an auror not whoever deals with that stuff."

"Oh, well I was the…um, wizard in the store."

"Oh my God! That must have been horrible to see it!" Hermione exclaimed, but immediately became quiet remembering where they were.

"Imagine being the victim," Harry said darkly, and they all shuddered. Ron looked at his watch.

"We better search for the professors now."" They all jumped up, and ran down the hallway on their left.

They decided to head back to the library, where they had first seen Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall, so they could go the way Dumbledore did. To their surprise they heard voices coming from inside. They recognized Professor Flitwick's squeaky voice, and Hagrid's booming one.

"Hagrid, we need to search more. We can't give up on them," squeaked Flitwick.

"I don' wan' ter give up anymore than you do, but we can' waste anymore time. There'll probably be more an' the Death Eaters who were her firs' by the time we get out of here. Harry, Ron, and Hermione are probably jus' doin what the res' of us were doin. I don' think anyone had time to tell them abou' this meetin here."

"You're right, Hagrid" came Dumbledore's quiet voice "We can't waste anymore time." The trio decided it was time to go in, and pushed open the doors. Immediately five stunning spells were sent at them.

"It's 'em! I knew they'd ge' here," Hagrid yelled, smiling. Everyone else rolled their eyes.

"Well, we should wake them up then. Ennervate!" Dumbledore said, and the three young aurors sat up.

"Thanks for the welcome," Ron said sarcastically, dusting off his robes. Hagrid grinned sheepishly. He had dropped his wand (he had gotten a new one when his name had been cleared; it worked better than the pink umbrella and he loved it) on the floor, and was now picking it up.

"We need to be on our guard," Professor McGonagall said "We didn't know if you were Death Eaters or not. After all they have searched this library five times."

Now that she mentioned it, Harry and his friends noticed all the books on the floor, and the tables overturned. Even the shelves were knocked over, as if Voldemort's servants thought the teachers would be hiding underneath them.

Once they were seated, the trio was asked all sorts of questions.

"Did you meet any students?" Madam Hooch asked.

"Yes, we all did before and after we started walking around together."

"What did you tell them?"

"I told a couple to hide in Hagrid's pumpkin patch." Hagrid beamed. "But I couldn't tell everyone to hide there, so we told everyone the defense spell. Mostly the kids I sent to the pumpkins were younger, but there were some older kids there too. I didn't tell them, but we figured they could protect the younger kids there. A lot of the students were determined to fight, but we told them to find a hiding place and a group of their friends, or people from Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff, so the spell would work better. We saw an amazing display: fifteen kids beat ten Death Eaters in one go," Harry said quickly, and explained what happened in the corridor with the Death Eaters and the kids and everything else, as well.

"You mean you found a defense for Avada Kedavra?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Yes, that was our assignment," Hermione informed her.

"How did you do it so quickly?"

"We have absolutely no idea. I guess they never had a team like ours." Everyone smiled.

"Amazin'," Hagrid muttered. In the next ten minutes, the adults formed a plan. They would go into the Great Hall (picking up as many students as possible along the way) and storm in. then they would wait for their opponents to cast the curse (hopefully Lucius wouldn't have enough time to tell them about the defense) and then they would all use the defense spell. Once they had the entire group Death Eaters unconscious, they would bind them and bring them to the Ministry. They all knew it was dangerous to bring to bring students into it, but they needed all the help they could get, and the kids would be as far away from the front of the group as possible.

They met almost half the school on their way; all the students were hurrying away from the Great Hall because that's where the Death Eaters were going to be. There were no Slytherins in the group of kids, but that was to be expected, and all the boys and girls seemed really eager to help; even the first and second years were willing to give it a shot!

Soon they were in front of the Great Hall doors, and Dumbledore pushed them open. All the Death Eaters looked up. The Hall was a mess. The tables were overturned, chairs broken, and most of all, all the Slytherins' unconscious bodies lay on the floor. Lucius was looking exceptionally panicky and outraged.

"How come you nor Potter," he spat the name out as if it were a poison, "Can't just die? It's almost impossible to kill you two!" Everyone (with the exception of the Death Eaters) had to sustain their laughter at his outburst.

"Lucius, we surrender. Kill us now to prove we are not immortal, or inhuman. I ask you…Death Eaters," he wasn't sure how exactly to address them, "To kill us now, and make your master happy, it is not worth anymore pain and suffering for us. We have all lost too much; especially Mr. Potter here." Obviously Lucius hadn't told any of his comrades about the defense, as they were all holding up their wands, looking incredibly excited. Draco was standing near his father, however, not moving a muscle.

Suddenly the rest of the Death Eaters leapt into action "Avada Kedavra!" at least 150 voices cried. But their enemies were ready "Amoris Patronum," they muttered, so the servants of Voldemort didn't hear them. A red wall sprang to life in front of them and they couldn't see what was happening. But they heard the yells, and thuds of people smacking against walls.

Everything was quiet in a minute. The wall had gone, and they looked around the Hall. Death Eaters were everywhere. Most were on the floor, unconscious, but many were on tables, chairs, and some had even fallen atop Slytherins and their fellow Death Eaters.

Dumbledore and his group wasted no time in getting the Death Eaters tied up, and that included Blortas, who was still unconscious. Soon, everyone was exhausted, but still they did the final thing, and swiped their enemies' memories.

"Can't have them walking around talking about Harry Potter being alive and well at Hogwarts, and the defense now can we?" Dumbledore said brightly, the twinkle showing slightly in his eye once again.

Finally, everyone was tied up, and memoryless of the past few hours. They were taken to the Ministry, and put into Azkaban, where people had started guarding as well as dementors, in case said dementors tried to switch sides again. The people were called dementor-keepers by some, and they were very skilled with the Expecto Patronum charm.

Harry knew he was in for a lot of pain, very soon, so he enjoyed the next two days with his friends.

They lay in the grass, after two day since the attack. Luckily there had only been one student death, and that was a girl from Gryffindor. The funerals were going to be held the next weekend, but they were all private. There were some Death Eaters the teachers took care of, and they were buried next to a cemetery because everyone agreed that they didn't deserve a cemetery. All of the students had promised not to tell anyone about Harry Potter being at their school; even the Slytherins. Just in case though, every letter sent out was checked by the school, until they just decided to modify the kids' memories. They hadn't objected, since it was too big a secret to carry around.

At the moment Harry lay on the grass staring at a cloud shaped like lemon. Ron was sucking on a long piece of grass and Hermione was wrapped up in her cloak sleeping. It was a cool November day, and soon Ron and Harry started pointing out weird clouds to each other ("Look at that one it's a castle!" "There's one that resembles a book", "Did that one just wink at me?"). This kept going on for about a half hour, until they realized Hermione wasn't asleep anymore, but she was now changing the clouds' shapes. They got into a wrestling match after that, and only stopped when Dumbledore approached them, looking amused.

"I have something to tell all of you," he said as they stood up, brushing themselves off "We noticed that someone we had noticed at the school was missing from the group in Azkaban. Two people actually. Harry you haven't felt anything?"

"No, sir."

"Well, it's coming out in the Daily Prophet tomorrow, I heard, so be ready," Harry nodded.

"Who's missing, Professor?" Ron asked. Dumbledore's look turned grave.

"Lucius and Draco Malfoy."