Okay, people, Greg reminded me that I haven't actually told you what the wolves are protecting Hogwarts from. The way I see it, Voldemort would know that Harry Potter was missing, right? Well at least Wormtail would, so he wouldn't feel so scared. So Wormtail left Ron and ran away, going back to his Master, because this time there was no Boy-who-lived to stop him. Voldemort just used a normal enemy's blood because Harry was missing, thus making him rise again, ready to terrorise the wizarding world once more.

Chapter eleven – The Power of Earth and Fire

Torsten shook his head as he watched Devaki snuggle up beside Krum, who was sitting at the Slytherin table with the rest of the Durmstrang students. Krum was currently scratching behind her ears, so Torsten could forgive her for turning to mush. After all, Hermione still gave him ear scratches. He turned his attention to the approaching Tonks. "Hey, Blade? What ever happened to that little talk we were supposed to have, eh?"

Torsten looked down and whined a little before meeting her eyes. He barked a little and growl lightly. "He says that there has been a lot happening, and he is sorry that you haven't had a chance to talk." Terje stood at Tonks' side. "Well do ya wanna have that chat now?" Torsten looked around and nodded. He stood up and he and Terje followed Tonks as she led the way to her rooms. They entered and nearly shielded their eyes. The room consisted of pinks and purples that seemed to give off light, with a light blue border. Tonks motion to two of the chairs and Terje and Torsten sat down. Tonks sat across from them and looked at them for a moment before asking, "So, I heard this isn't your first visit to the castle, I was wondering if you'd tell me what happened?" Torsten looked at Terje and nodded. Terje nodded back and started the tale, "It's nothing special, really, Dumbledore just made a bit of an error. You see, Blade was captured and transported to Hogwarts after a mission to retrieve the bodies of the Old One and his pack. He eventually escaped, but the Headmaster had put a collar on him to stop him from leaving school grounds, should he ever get out of his pen. The other wolves arrived and the Pack confronted the Headmaster who called me in as a translator. It wasn't until he found out they were Ancients that he took the collar off."

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"Ok, so who's this 'Old One'?"

Torsten sighed. Terje looked over at him and stroked his fur before replying, "The Old One was the oldest of all the Ancients. He was blind and yet he saw everything in the forest. He was sort of a father for all the wolves, and it tore them apart when he died. After Blade was rescued they mourned for fourteen days and nights." Terje sighed, "I never got to meet him but I hear he was as gentle as a wolf could get. He's Blade's grandfather."

"Oh, sorry for bringing it up Blade." Blade sighed and whined.

"He says it's ok, it just hurts a bit."

"Well, this is killing the mood a bit, eh? Let's go eat." Terje and Torsten looked at each other, then at Tonks, then back at each other. Torsten nodded so Terje replied, "Ok, why not."

The three were eating and chatting in the kitchens when a loud howl resounded through the castle. Terje and Torsten looked at each other then dashed to the exit, out and to where they heard the howl come from. Duo was standing in the entrance hall. What's wrong, Duo, why'd you sound the alarm? Asked Torsten.

The animals, in the forest, report a large number of men in black cloaks heading towards the school, at least six hundred.

Torsten inhaled deeply then started barking out orders, Duo, take Terje and inform the Headmaster and his staff. Mariko, you're fastest, run and get the rest of the Pack here, we're going to need their help. Devaki, you and Cahira go activate the defences we set up. Mariko, that means be careful on you're way back. I'll get the battle plans then join Terje and Duo in Dumbledore's office. Hurry my friends, we don't have much time. The others nodded and ran off immediately. Torsten sighed and looked out through the open doors to the forest. It was going to be a long day, he had been having too many of them.

The entire Pack was standing still, watching the edge of the trees as night fell. The were lined up in front of the castle walls with the teachers behind them and all the Pack were under strict orders not to reveal their wings unless absolutely necessary. Lights started appearing at the edge of the forest and the wolves tensed. The procession of Death Eaters emerged from the forest, took a step back at the sight of the wolves and then pressed forward at Voldemort's insistence. They stopped about ten metres from the wolves' line and Voldemort called, "Is this the best you can do Dumbledore? A pack of mangy dogs?" A loud growl rippled through the wolves at that and they bared their teeth at the approaching wizards. Torsten looked over and smirked at Damek and Kaia. Then stepped forward and howled. The two he had smirked at stepped up beside him and joined him in his earth-song. The three rose up on their hind legs, their song increasing in volume and speed. Then they fell, smacking the ground hard with their now-glowing front paws. A large crevice formed at the back of the Death Eaters, making some of the fall in. The Death Eaters panicked and started pushing forward, making the ones in front push back and causing more of them to fall in. Voldemort growled at them to stay still and the troops organised themselves. The defenders watched, amused.

Eventually the attackers got under control and Voldemort snarled at the wolves. Hunter gave a commanding bark and three more wolves stepped forward. These wolves stared a song and Voldemort screeched at his troops to stop them. Eventually one of them used a killing curse and it hit one of the wolves straight on, but it didn't faze him and he continued with the song. When these three finished a large line of fire cut through the middle of the Death Eaters. This was the signal for the teachers to start shooting spells at the Death Eaters closest to the crevice. The wolves all looked to Hunter, waiting for the signal. After a few minutes of disorganisation the Death Eaters started shooting spells back and after this, Hunter let out a long resounding howl. The wolves attacked. It was a literal blood bath. Blood coated the wolves' fur, matting it, their teeth and claws glistened with blood and pieces of Death Eaters were lying everywhere. Voldemort gave the signal for retreat and the Death Eaters, instead of apparating, like a normal person would do when the wards were down, they ran to the sides, setting off numerous traps. Voldemort and his loyalist Death Eaters apparated, leaving the wounded and dead.

The wolves sighed, they had gotten away with five casualties and no fatalities, so it was a good fight. Days later, when everyone was healed and the grounds were scoured of blood, entrails, limbs and wounded Death Eaters, the wolves left for home, leaving Torsten and his group behind. The students were a bit more wary of the wolves now, but Hermione, Krum and a third year called Ginny Weasley, didn't seem to mind. Ginny had grown quite attached to the wolves, who she had met through Hermione. The two girls could often be seen scratching behind the ears or the belly of one of the wolves, especially Torsten, and Krum adored Devaki. Eventually the school settled back into a normal routine, which was only broken about once a week when an owl baring a black letter swooped into the great hall.

Kk, people, I'm back, finally. Sorry it took so long, but I had the biggest case of writer's block ever. Updates will be up about once every two weeks now, because my GCSE's start in two weeks. Now, reviews:-

I-Y-T-Y – Honestly? I have no idea, this is my first story and my brain has gone to mush trying to write it, but maybe soon, I'm getting impatient with myself.

Evergreen – Because Harry isn't there, there is no confusion spell on the goblet, and Cedric won't die.

Dreamer – Ok, I don't know about Sirius, but I think I will, maybe capturing Wormtail during the next attack? Harry won't remain as a wolf for the rest of the story, he will turn back eventually, and you don't have to worry, I hate HHr, but maybe Ginny?

Aqua – sorry, but I don't think it would fit into the story to have Tor in the tournament.

Heretic – Haha, Yeah, that was Fleur.

Greg – Hope the explanation at the start helped, greg.