Chapter Three: Fight

Harry sent red sparks into the sky. Every one but the three of them went. They were talking in their heads when some one spoke.

"I will explain later. Ron? Hermione? Ready?"

"As I will ever be." said Hermione.

"And remember ……….." Harry began.

"Stick together." finished Ron.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny strode out of their hiding place to start fighting. As they were walking they were touching hands, Harry made the spell stronger.

"Aka Dunna." yelled one of the Death Eaters.

Harry blocked it with a flick of his wand. He sent a jinx back to the Death Eater, who when received it did three back flips and landed with his legs snapped behind his head .Hermione laughed. Harry then noticed that he could hardly tell the difference between the Death Eaters and the D.A. he then made the D.A. have one emerald green sleeve to their robes.

That was when the fight became worse; every person was fighting for themselves, not for Lord Voldemort, or for Harry, but for themselves, to keep them selves alive. But as Harry had told Ron and Hermione, they stuck together.

One Death Eater came flying out of the bushes and was sending any jinx or curse he could think of at Harry. They began to battle. When Harry had won, he looked around to see the number of casualties, he noticed that all of the people on the ground were Death Eaters and that all the spells, that were directed at the D.A. were just bouncing off them, although thy all had cuts and bruises.

"HARRY WATCH OUT!" yelled Hermione.

Harry was just able to deflect a curse that was sent his way by the one and only Draco Malfoy.

"If I can kill you tonight, Master will honour me above all his other supporters." Draco cried.

"Like to see you try, you couldn't even kill Dumbledore." Harry smirked.

"Accio Harry's wand!"

"Oh you think that is going to stop me do you? Well then send a curse my way and let's see how I do!" Harry then put a spell on himself, "Lubbald." Suddenly a light blue bubble surrounded him.

"Nice didn't know you were that smart." teased Draco.

"Oh Draco please, I know more than you will ever know, so stop playing games. And bye the way, what makes you think you can kill me when Voldemort has tried on countless occasions and has failed every one of them."

"How dare you speak the Dark Lords name with those unworthy lips!" Draco snarled.

"What makes you think your lips are more worthy than mine? Like he is a mate of yours isn't he? Why so scared of him? And just thinking, I don't think you Master will be happy with you if you kill me, because you know why. I was starting to get the feeling he wanted to do it himself.

"You wait, you just wait. I'll kill you at school."

"What makes you think I will be going back to school?" Harry asked.

You can't get enough of the place, it's your home!" Draco mimicked.

"To right it is, but I'm not going back there as a student."

"Oh so you are going to be the new games keeper are ya? Taking that big boofs job? He wont be too happy with you!" Draco laughed, clearly pleased with himself og knowing what finally this Potter prick was up too.

"No you are wrong."

"Then what?" This had obviously burst Draco's bubble.

"Meet your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. So you better not hurt me Malfoy, I might just have to put you in detention."

"Wait until my father hears about this, you will be out of there."

"Your father Malfoy, wasn't it you father that I killed at our last fight? Wasn't it you that sent the Killing Curse my way but missed me but got your father. Who are you going to run and cry to now?"

Harry had received that letter about a week ago asking him if he would fill the position, for a year, he thought about it for a while but then replied yes. He hadn't told Ron and Hermione yet, he was going to wait until tonight when every one was safe.

Draco's usually plastered on smirk slid off his face. "WHAT!"

"You heard me," Harry smirked, "I'm the new D.A.D.A teacher so you know call me Professor Potter. Thank – you Malfoy." There was laughter in Harry's eyes.

"Retreat Death Eaters retreat this is a trap." What was left of the Death Eaters disapparated.

All of D.A. members started to walk towards Harry. Questions started to fly at him.

"What the hell did you say to make them run?"

"Who were you fighting?"

"Are they going to come back?"

"Harry what did you do?" this time it was Ron.

"I'm not saying anything until we are out of harms way, every one apparate to 11 Actors Court London. Ginny come with me."

Authors note: Yesssss so what did you think?