Hogwarts castle lay empty; the summer sun burned the grounds as it sank behind the mountains. Opposite the sun, the moon rose over the forests. A lone screech owl swooped past, hunting the edges of the forest. A spot appeared in the sky, and the owl perched on a branch and watched. The spot grew quickly until the form of a young man riding a broom was easily visible. A few seconds after, and the man had landed by a white tomb. The man ran his fingers hurriedly through his dark hair, covering the small scar on his forehead. He released the broom, and watched as it hovered slowly away, almost like it sensed the man's desire for solitude. The owl watched, intrigued as the man pulled a tattered piece of parchment from his cloak and opened it. The man glanced at the map, and then at the area around him before returning it to his pocket. He placed his hands gently upon the tomb, and smiled as a single tear ran down his cheek.

"Hello sir," Harry whispered, "I feel kind of stupid talking to your grave like this, but I needed to see you one last time. I've done what you asked, and returned to the Dursleys', and then I went to Bill and Fleur's wedding. I just wanted you to know, that I'm ready now, I'm ready to find the other Horcruxes, and destroy Voldemort for good."

He stood there in silence then, unsure of what else to say, but unable to turn away. He stood unmoving for several minutes, unaware of the black figures creeping toward him. The spell hit him without warning, pure unimaginable pain, sending him to the ground, making him writhe in agony. Just as suddenly, the pain stopped and Harry saw that ten Death Eaters stood over him. One of the Death Eaters grabbed his wand from the ground and twirled it casually before stowing it away within his robes.

The Death Eater laughed and pointed his wand at Harry, "Petrificus Totalus. The Dark Lord wants a word with you Potter," He motioned to the others, "Pick him up, carry him outside the gates and let's get him to the Dar…" the Death Eater gave a horrid gasp and stared down at his chest.

A small black Arrow jutted from his chest, its tip dripping blood. The Death Eater franticly ripped the mask from his face as his legs buckled and he fell facedown beside Harry. Harry reached for his wand, but felt his body lock again. Unable to move he watched in horror as a young girl walked casually out of the forest, reloading the crossbow in her hand. She was pretty; the thought struck Harry unexpectedly, "Not as good as Ginny, but none were." Harry studied her from his immobile position, About Ginny's size, long dark hair. She wore unusual clothes for a witch, Black pants, and a Black shirt both fairly tight, but allowing for movement, and a thigh length coat made from black dragonskin. The girl reloaded the crossbow and aimed again.

The Death Eaters had stopped laughing. One fired a stunner at the girl, but it struck her with no effect. The girl fired the crossbow again, causing several Death Eaters to dive to the ground before she dropped it and pulled two knives from her belt, and began to sprint at them. Several more spells shot toward the girl, but they simply bounced off. The girl launched herself from fifteen feet away, landing by a Death Eater and sweeping her hands past his face. The Death Eater's head rolled to the ground, and the body joined it a second later. Harry felt the body bind dissolve, when the Death Eater died, and in an instant, he was on his feet, wand ready. A strange rage filled Harry, the idea that Voldemort would attack him here; at the very spot where Dumbledore's body lay entombed, it was unforgivable.

"Sectumsempra!" he yelled, aiming at the closest target. A spray of blood shot from the Death Eater's body, showering Harry as it fell. He turned to the rest, noticed two more lying dead at the stranger's feet, as his next spell sent a Death Eater soaring out to land in the middle of the lake. The girl pounced on another Death Eater; who gave a scream of pain that ended suddenly. Harry levitated one of the three remaining Death Eaters, and flung him into the castle wall headfirst.

Harry turned to the last two, but before he could act, they had sent their spells at the girl.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Stupefy!"

The girl gave a loud gasp as both red and green light shot into her body, and fell limp at the feet of her attackers. Harry felt the rage consume him completely as without thought, he disarmed the two Death Eaters.

"Levi Corpus!" Harry left the two men hanging upside down for a second, and then with a casual flick of his wand, he sent them soaring across the grounds to slam into the trunk of a very large Willow tree. Harry turned back to the girl, ignoring the screams of the Death Eaters, she lay unmoving, but as Harry rolled her over, he noticed her chest rising and falling as she breathed. "How is this possible?" Harry thought. She survived the Avada Kedavra curse. Harry scooped the girl in his arms, and ran across the grounds, and out through the gates. Harry closed his eyes, and a second later he was running across the yard to the front door of The Burrow.