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Author's note: this is kind of new for me, I kind of think of swat team lol you'll see what I mean by the end
Chapter 1
The end was approaching on swift wings. There was nothing left, the Dark Lord Voldermort had taken over the wizarding work and was now crushing the muggle world. Only pure-blood and half-blood wizards remained safe Muggle-born witches and wizards were enslaved and any others who rebelled were imprisoned, never to see the light of day again.
Nineteen year old Ally Brice stared out of her bedroom window with fear. The homes around hers were being burned to the ground and muggles were everywhere, screaming, crying out and running. Death Eaters plagued the small town, killing every muggle in their sight, including children and infants.
"Ally," a voice called softly in the darkness. "Ally dear, come away from the window." Ally obeyed and moved across the room where her muggle parents and sibling cowered in the corner.
Ally knelt in front of them. Her two younger sisters cried into their mother's bosom while she held them close. Her father, ashen faced, held his wife close and stared blankly at the horror beyond the window. "I'll protect you," Ally whispered, drawing her wand from a pocket in her robes.
"No Ally you mustn't," her mother cried. "You must go, save yourself." Her sisters cried harder and her father nodded his agreement.
"No," Ally said stubbornly. She got to her feet and looked out the window. A plan was forming in her mind, a plan to protect her family. "There is still time," she said turning around suddenly. "You have to listen to me, and make not a sound ," she added more to her sisters.
"Dad, go get the largest rug you can find, hurry," she instructed. Nodding her father got up and rushed from the room. Her returned a few minutes later with the area rug from the living room.
"Good meet me by the back door in two minutes," Ally told them and left the room. She met them by the back door a few minutes later. She had retrieved a hooded black cloak and her broom from the attic before joining them.
She looked around cautiously as she opened the door and led her family out onto the back lawn. She took the rug and laid it out. Pointing her want at it, she whispered a spell under her breath and it hovered a foot off the ground. "Get on," She whispered as she mounted her broom.
Cautiously her family sat down cross legged on the rug. Her parents drew up the sides of the rug so neither they nor the girls would fall off.
Ally raised them up out of sight into the clouds, and so began their journey. A few weeks early, Ally had received a letter by owl post, saying muggle-borns were welcome to seek refuge in the abandoned school, Hogwarts.
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They arrived at Hogwarts a few days later. Ally, still on her guard, led her family through the lard front oak doors. The sight that greeted her nearly paralysed her.
The Entrance Hall was full of cots occupied by witches, wizards and muggles of all ages. Many were injured, in pain, eating or sleeping. Healers were everywhere tending the wounded, looking absolutely exhausted. It was the most horrible sight Ally had ever seen.
"What's your dame deary?" Asked the tired looking witch that greeted them. She pulled a piece of parchment and a quill out of thin air and prepared to take her name.
"Ally Brice," she replied distractedly as she looked at the people wide eyed.
"Okay Ally," the witch began. "There are four vacant beds in the Griffindor tower, I'm sure we could fit a fifth in somewhere." She dug into her robes and pulled out a second piece of parchment. "Here is a map for you and your family."
Ally took it and led her family up the marble staircase. She lead them up to the seventh floor where the portrait of the fat lady stood wide open.
"Good to see you again Ally," said the fat lady with a weak, tired smile. Two years ago Ally had attended Hogwarts and had been in Griffindor. The easy life of school suddenly seemed so distant.
The Griffindor common room looked so different. Anti-Voldermort posters cover the walls, along with posters of Harry Potter and the Order of The Phoenix.
The Brices found five available cots and began to settle in. The others fell asleep instantly while Ally remained awake and watching.
"Wish they would take those bloody posters down," a strong masculine voice said from somewhere up the stairs leading to the boys dormitory. "I don't like looking at myself all the time."
Then he entered. Harry Potter, The Chosen One, The Man Who Lived. Ally stared at him as he passed her. Despite only the four year age difference between Ally and him, he looked many years older. His face was worn, his green eyes dull, and he had grown a thick beard, no doubt to hide himself.
"Ron," Harry said to the red head next to him. "We have to round up as many wizards and witches to rebel as we can."
Ally got to her feet at once. "I'll help," she volunteered. But when Harry turned to look down at her, she suddenly didn't feel that confident. Harry's eyes slowly travelled down her body then up again to her face, making her feel extremely self conscious.
Harry exchanged a weird look with Ron. "How old are you?" He asked turning back to her.
"Nineteen," Ally replied easily, suddenly feeling a surge of confidence, she would not let anyone intimidate her, no matter how famous.
Harry nodded, "well Miss --"
"Brice, Ally Brice."
Harry nodded again, "well Miss Brice, there is a meeting in two hours in the Transfiguration class room if your interested." He and Ron then proceeded out of the common room.
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And so began Ally's training. They were trained to dodge, to hide and to attack, showing no mercy to the enemy. They were basically a swat team made up of Witches and Wizards. Their were about 50 in Ally's group, as they were the first, including Harry, Ron and Hermionie Granger, Harry's muggle-born friend.
They trained for over a year until they were finally set to attack. Ally and Hermionie, both dressed in pure black robes and hooded black cloaks, crouched low to the ground as they passed through the forest Voldermort had created around his fortress to protect himself.
The others were distracting the Death Eaters while the two women made a move to sneak into Volermort's fortress. Ally came to a halt at the edge of the forest. Keeping herself concealed behind a tree, she stared up at the extremely large building. How the hell were they suppose to get in.
Ally glanced at Hermionie who looked grim, clearly she had no idea how to get in either. Taking a deep breath Ally drew out her wand and left the security of the trees. Her black outfit, hid her easily in the blackness of the night. She stopped however when she came to the moat built around the fortress. Voldermort sure didn't dick around when he had been thinking security. No doubt there were creatures of some kind in there as well.
Hermionie had crept up silently beside her and she looked down at the water with fear. "I'll levitate u across," she mouthed at Ally who nodded in agreement. She remained still as Hermionie performed the spell and levitate Hermionie across once her feet were safely on the other side of the moat.
Ally and Hermionie broke into a silent jog around the fortress looking for anyway in. The only other entrance besides the front came in the form of a small hole in the bottom of the wall. "We can dig," Ally suggested as she got to her knees to look in. It wouldn't take long at all, she could already fit her head in. Hermionie looked sceptical but she too got on her knees and they began to dig.
They dug for over an hour, the witching hour was approaching by the looks of the night sky. Finally Ally slipped in. She waited patiently for Hermionie on the other side. It was pitch black, where they were. Raising her wand Ally lit it and the room brightened immediately.
"Shit!" She cursed as eight men in a semi circle around them were illumined. She immediately started sending out curses towards them, Hermionie joining her. They fought hard, but there were too many and they were obviously more advanced then the two of them. They were both down in twenty minutes there strength drained and their tired, injured bodies on the floor.
A man with pure blond hair bent over them and took their wands. Ally cringed as the 'SNAP' reached her ears. Her beloved wand was no more. "Take them up to the Dark Lord, they will be questioned and punished for their actions." Ally and Hermionie were picked up by the other men and taken away. Ally stared at the ceiling. Truly it was the end. Her heavy lidded eyes closed as she passed out.
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