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Under Siege (part 2)

Dumbledore sat quietly in his high chair surrounded with al his gadgets. Fawkes the phoenix sat on his perch, looking warily at his master who started to look older with the minute. It was very quiet in his office, most of his teachers went to Hogsmeade together with the students. Not only to enjoy the day, but to keep an eye out for them. But the old headmaster has declined to come, instead he wanted to consider to possible threat that his Potion Master has warned him about. But he knew that Snape was far from being a Member of the Inner Circle that could get him more information that could help him and his Order.

Dumbledore exhaled noisily. Fawkes thrilled a tune to smoothen his master soul. Albus crystal blue eyes looked at his phoenix and smiled. He was blessed to have such a bird as his familiar, he even can remember the day that this particular bird came to his aid. Ever since then they became very good friends and Fawkes never left his side. He was even happy that Fawkes helped Harry out in the Chamber of Secrets. His only wish was; if he ever would leave this life, he would ask Fawkes to watch over Harry and become the boy's familiar.

Hopefully Fawkes would agree.

The crystal on his desk began to hum. Dumbledore sat straighter in his chair and waited for the visitor the enter. According to the crystal's color it was Snape who was hastily made his way up the staircase. Albus heard the knock on the wooded door and waved with his hand. The door opened and a grumpy looking Potion Master came inside.

"What can I do for you, my dear boy?" the old man asked. Snape walked towards the desk, pulled his left sleeve up and showed the headmaster his Mark. Dumbledore's face grew stern and eyed Snape in the eye.

"They are here!" Snape replied.

At the same time when Snape showed the headmaster his mark, Ginny and Harry made their way towards the Castle. There wasn't any sign of their friends, so the both of them decided to return to the Castle by themselves. They were laughing and enjoying each others company. Ginny somehow saw Harry in a new and different light. She smiled at that thought.

The sun turned more and more towards the West, and they haven't left town just yet. They met Neville and Luna on the way and stopped for a chat. After that they left the couple alone, because Luna had again that dreaming look in her eyes. She was starring at Ginny rather very unusual which made her skin crawl.

"They make a happy couple, right?" Ginny asked him.

"They are made for each other. If I didn't say so myself." Harry replied with laughter in his voice. Ginny grinned.

"I wonder if they went further than that."

"What do you mean?" The boy asked.

"Well, I mean kissing." Ginny laughed. Harry started to laugh to. It was odd to picture Neville and Luna kissing somewhere. Silence fell over them again. Until Harry had the nerve to ask her something.

"Do you miss him?"

Ginny gawked at him. The impudence! But she couldn't blame him. She was the one with all the secrecy, no wonder it asked for attention. The red haired girl sighed and nodded.

"I do. It's been awhile." There was some note of sadness in her voice. Harry didn't respond and let the matter drop. But Ginny wanted to tell her friend something. Just to take her mind off of him.

"Its just that nobody understands him. Not even his own father." Ginny started. Voldemort actually hates his son for that matter. "He's been alone for all his life and never… never really been loved, I guess."

"But you love him?" Harry asked.

"It sounds odd, but yes. At first I just hate him, keeping me locked up and all. But it was for my own protection. However, after some time spending time with him, he seemed to be nice, I mean, he does have a heart, Harry." Ginny said.

"I understand. What I have seen. He seems much older than he appeared to be, right?"

"How do you know? Have you met him?" Ginny asked him, looking him in the eye. Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to tell her. He was trying to come up with a good excuse when suddenly Ginny turned away from him. Fear and horror stretched all over her face and when Harry looked at the same direction she was looking at, he didn't see anything out off the ordinary.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, confused.

Ginny didn't say anything, but she flinched slightly and started to mumble. Harry couldn't hear what she was saying.

"It's not true… He was right after all." Ginny mumbled.

Harry turned his head and saw in the distant a yellow glow which was coming from the town. To his shock, Harry brandished his wand and ran back from where they came.

Hogsmeade was on fire.

"Incendio"

Several voices shouted the same thing throughout the peaceful town. Red-yellow light flew from all directions, on top of the houses. It caught fire quickly and it was spreading very fast all over the rooftops of the neighboring houses and shops. Some brave hearted persons and students used several water spells and charms to get rid of the fire or at least limiting the damage.

Screams of pure terror made everyone running out of their shops and saw to their horror that the town was in total uproar. Houses were burning and people were running to god knows where. At the same time, Aurors appeared at the scene; some of them started to help to extinguish the fire, others were trying to locate the source of this crime. But it was fruitless.

Between the running people, under the invisibility charm, Malfoy smirked. He and his group of DE were having fun setting things on fire. The best thing was; the Aurors, nor the crowd couldn't see them, but Malfoy and his mates could see each other very clearly. Bella, Malfoy saw, was having fun with one citizen of Hogsmeade by pushing a poor bloke from behind. A dark shadow gloomed his face by seeing it. She supposed to put things on fire. Irritated woman! Malfoy stepped aside when a running student passed him and made his way over to Bellatrix.

"Stop doing that. You will give our position away!" He hissed when he reached her and grasped her by her elbow. She snatched her arm back and gave him a piercing glare, as much as the mask could give.

"I can do what I want, Malfoy. Besides, isn't it about time we start killing people?" She asked sweetly. The blond haired DE sighed and scanned the area. Several DE were scattered around town as far as his eye could reach. He nodded, pointing his wand skywards, it shot a blue signal fire.

Voldemort was satisfied with his men work. It was like hell on earth. That was the image of Hogsmeade a few minutes after it started. He saw the Aurors and some of the Orders members running around in pure chaos. Not knowing what to do. It made him hyper with energy.

10 minutes after the first fire has been placed, a blue signal exploded above Hogsmeade. Blue meant that his DE were ready to present themselves among the crowd and asking for new troops. The Dark Lord was content with this progress. He turned around and signaled the rest of the DE's to attack.

"Set the Trolls loose." He hissed to his commander next to him. Nuitari nodded solemnly. Night raised his hand and behind him, a herd of Trolls began to run towards the wizarding town. Night then return to look at the Dark Lord.

"Well?"

Voldemort's red eyes bored into the youth one's. "Why don't you go playing with them? Or at least do something useful."

Night narrowed his eyes in anger, but he didn't say anything or gave any remark. He nodded mutely while shadows covered his body and disappeared.

"Harry! Come back here!"

The boy-who-lived didn't listen to the one who was calling him. But he knew it was Ginny who was desperately running after him. But he didn't gave it a second thought when he ran over the cobblestone way toward the burning village. Wand at the ready and determination written on his face, Harry dashed for the nearest burning house and see if he could help. People where running away into the wrong direction against Harry, who got difficulties to get into Hogsmeade.

Then someone got hold of his arm and hauled him aside. Ready to hex this person to oblivion, Harry turned to look who it was.

"Remus?"

His graying light brown hair got a eerie glow from the burning fires. Lupin's amber eyes looked worried and yet caution. He didn't let his best friend son go, but dragged the boy into cover.

"You supposed to run back to Hogwarts, not back to here." Remus said, his voice low and steady.

Harry struggled, "But I can help, Remus!"

"No, not this time."

But Harry didn't listen to him, he opened his mouth to say something when he suddenly heard people scream. Harry and Lupin looked around, and to their dismay, DE started to appear everywhere. They didn't hear the normal popping sound of apparating, instead they blinked into existence. Remus narrowed his eyes, recognition flashed through his mind.

"They didn't apparate. They used an invisibility charm on themselves." Lupin said. Harry nodded. They both know now that their help could be used, but Lupin had some second thought's about Harry. He looked side ways at the boy, no young man, and felt proud swell in his chest. He laid his hand on Harry's shoulder and gave a friendly grip.

"Al right. Stay close to me. Ready?"

Harry nodded. He stared at Lupin and came to realization that the man's hair was hairier and darker which was normal with the upcoming full moon. But he know that the ex-professor wouldn't turn on them instead of that he was the only werewolf that stood on their side. The youth got a hold on himself and started after his professor. Harry observed his surrounding area with a concentrated eye and was ready to hex any DE that came his way. Lupin stood at his side all the time, not letting the boy out of his sight. Soon the both of them arrived the battle scene, Harry took a step towards it, but Lupin hold him back.

Tonks, the youngest Auror, made her way over to the duo avoiding flying hexes that came her way. Breathing hard, she got to the boys. She made a face by seeing Harry standing besides Lupin. Tonks opened her mouth but Remus silenced her with a wave of his hand.

"It's for the best when he's with us, Tonks." Lupin answered. Her eyes didn't approve, but she gave a warm smile towards Harry who gave her one back. But her posture turned back to a professional Auror. A shout behind them startled the trio instantly.

"Lupin… Potter, What in Merlin's name are you doing here!" Mad-Eye limped as fast as his leg could carry him. "This is no playground for ya boy! Back to the castle with you!"

"Moody, He's fine." Lupin replied.

"I can help." Harry answered. Moody's magical eye rolled around in his socket, observing the boy. Mad-Eye grunted before he nodded. Harry grinned, he was very proud at himself.

"Lupin, Tonks," Moody barked, "Make sure that you don't lose an eye on the boy. We got some heavy artillery coming this way and it's not going to be pleasant."

After Moody gave orders to the two grownups, he limped away to get his Aurors on the field. Barking orders to lonesome Aurors and Order Members, he disappeared behind the bend of the town. The trio made their way to their destination. Up on coming to where DE and Aurors were hurling their hexes to one another, Harry felt the hair on his neck stand. Not far from where he stood, Trolls were coming his way. Gulping and gripping his wand, he started running to their direction. But he forgot to tell Lupin where he was going and soon he was separated from the group, but he didn't mind. He was old enough to take care of himself.

Seeing the Tolls advance, Harry stood ready to launce his first spell. Flashbacks from his First year came to his mind. The heath from the burning houses around him made him sweat. But the homes couldn't be saved anymore, but they could be rebuilt and lives not. The ugly Trolls ran down the path and slashed at everything with their clubs that stood in their way. A brave man, Harry saw, launched a spell but he misses and the Troll clubbed him away; the unfortunate man collided with a burning wall and didn't get up. Harry brandished his wand, but a feint whimper got his ears. Curiously, Harry searched for the source of the sound and stood suddenly before a burning house. Through the window he saw a little girl crying and screaming besides a body. Not thinking twice, he wetted his clothes and ran into the burning inferno.

Coughing like mad and jumping aside from falling debris, he jumped over a fallen burned log. The heat was melting them and seeing that the fire was encircling the young girl, Harry shouted a spell. Water splashed out of his wand and hit the floor around the girl. It wasn't enough, but it was something. The young wizard heard cracking of the beams and the wood and ran towards the child. The girl was crying when Harry got her.

"It's alright, you're save." He rocked her.

"I want my mammy." The girl whimpered. The youth shushed her, but to his dismay; the way from where he came was totally overrun by the fire. Harry cursed and looked timid for a way out. Damn, if I knew how to Apparate… Taking the girl in his arms, he saw the window and make a dash for it. All a sudden he tripped over a log and felt on his side with the girl in his arms. But then he heard a very aerie sound.

Sound of breaking and snapping of the rooftop.

Harry looked up and saw a large wooded log coming towards them. No time to take his wand, he covered the girl with his body and waited for the pain that would hurt like Hell. But it never came, only a familiar voice rang his ears.

"This is my back that gets kicked, you know."

Harry opened his eyes and saw a familiar face looking back at him.

"Nuitari?" Harry was baffled. Nuitari was standing over him, holding the falling log with his back. The fire didn't even touched him. Instead of that, the fire licked his clothes but it never burned. He looked exactly how Harry saw him the other night without the wings. Still Harry couldn't believe it.

"Are we going to stand here all day! Get the girl and run!" Nuitari gasped heavily. Harry nodded, took the girl who stopped crying and ran towards the exit. Once out, he turned back and watched Nuitari throwing away the heavy log and ran right after the youth. Nuitari just jumped away in time when the entire house felt down.

"That was close." Harry replied. Nuitari eyed him while dusting himself off. The girl clinched on Harry arm. She was bruised in her face and has a large cut on her cheek, but she still whimpered silently. Nuitari looked from Harry to the girl who cowered back in fear. Sighing, Night took a step forwards to her but Harry block his way.

"What are you doing?" Harry said warily.

Nuitari didn't reply, pushed the boy aside and gently touched the girl. He waved his hand in front of her face which suddenly glowed gold. Night took his hand away and all her bruises where gone.

"What does it look like?" Night growled, "Take the girl and go back to the castle."

"No."

"No?"

"No."

"Don't make me hit you… again, Potter. This is not you time yet."

"Since when do you care?" Harry asked stubbornly.

"I don't give a shit about you life, but I do give a damn about hers. So, you're going to take her to safety." Grabbing Harry's cloak, pulling him closer, "She can't protect herself and neither can you. Take my advise and leave."

Staring hard in Nuitari's eyes, Harry nodded and took the girl's hand.

"We are not done yet, Nuitari!" Harry said coldly.

Night grinned. "You're right. This is only the beginning."

Another chapter finished.

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