Prologue

THE FINAL BATTLE AT HOGWARTS

The whole Wizarding World of Britain were notified of the arrival of Harry Potter at Hogwarts.

Every witch and wizard arrived one by one at Hogwarts to fight. Chaos was the right word to describe the situation in the school. Spells and curses were thrown everywhere. Some were in a middle of dueling while others ran around the place to support and help the injured.

Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger were in the Room of Requirement to find the lost diadem when Draco Malfoy, Gregory Goyle, and Vincent Crabbe found them. Two out of the three taunted the trio then a fight ensured. Crabbe cast the fiendfyre just as Harry saw the diadem. The trio flew on the broomsticks to get out of the burning room when they heard Malfoy's screams. "Harry! We got to help them!" Hermione shrieked.

"It's Malfoy, Hermione!" Ron yelled.

"Harry!" Hermione pleaded at Harry as he turned to find Malfoy's location.

"I don't think we've got enough time Hermione" Harry yelled back.

"No!" Hermione shrieked.

Harry saw Hermione's pleading look and thought twice. He was about to turn his broomstick towards Malfoy when another broomstick passed by him and zoomed towards Malfoy. He saw the rider helped Malfoy up on the broomstick and gave Goyle another one.

The rider looked up. "I've got them, Hermione! Now go! Stick to your task!"

Harry was surprised to see Cedric Diggory.

"Harry! Let's go!" Hermione's screams woke him up from his reverie.

The trio zoomed towards the door as Diggory and Goyle followed them. They stumbled from their brooms when they reached outside the Room of Requirement and the door slammed close. Harry turned to look at everyone when Diggory blocked his view.

"Potter." Diggory acknowledged.

"Diggory." Harry responded while breathing heavily.

"How close are you on finishing your task?" Diggory asked solemnly.

Harry looked down at the diadem on his hand and noticed that it was burnt.

"There's only one more." Harry muttered.

Diggory narrowed his eyes, "You're almost finished?"

Harry nodded.

"Bloody Hell!" Ron cursed as he finally finished rubbing off the crumbles on his body.

"Harry, where's the diadem?!" Hermione appeared beside them.

Harry gave her the diadem as she examined it. "Fiendfyre, should've known" She muttered in exasperation.

Ron looked at the diadem. "The snake! Just one more!"

"Come on!" Harry said as he nodded at Diggory and gestured Ron and Hermione to follow him and ran. The two followed suit.

"Hello Minister." Percy greeted as he cast a spell at Rockwood, "I'm handing my resignation."

"You're joking, Perce." Fred laughed just as Rockwood cast a spell towards the wall. The two redheads were caught by surprise and Fred got blasted off from where he was standing, just a second away from being buried by the crushed wall. He quickly turned to see who blasted him at the same time saved him. He saw Malfoy pointing his wand at him and Diggory knelt down beside him. "You alright, mate?"

"Yeah, thanks." Fred replied breathlessly and looked at Malfoy.

Malfoy nodded his head and ran away from them.

Fred turned to Cedric in question.

"We were trying to follow them." Cedric informed him.

"Were they alright?" Fred asked laced with worry.

"Yeah, got a close call from the fiendfyre though."

"Fred!" Percy shouted as he approached them. "Are you alright?" He asked worriedly as he looked over Fred's body for injuries.

"I'm fine Perce. I got away just in time" Fred explained.

Percy hugged Fred and released him. He quickly stood up and seethed, "Rockwood's going to pay!" as he ran to the direction where Rockwood left.

Cedric was astonished as he watched Percy run away and raised a questioning eyebrow at Fred.

Fred shrugged and dramatically said, "He suddenly turned up earlier and apologized. He practically screamed at our faces. The family forgave him instantly."

Cedric shook his head in amusement. "After cursing him for months, you easily forgave him?"

"Oh sod off, we're at war and you still have the energy to humor yourself?" Fred rolled his eyes.

"I thought being a prankster yourself, you're able to handle a joke despite the situation you're in?" Cedric jested.

"I almost lost my life, you wanker!" Fred grumbled, "I'm allowed to be grumpy even for a minute."

Cedric snickered and said, "Come on grumpy, we're in the middle of a battle."

He stood up and helped Fred. They ran around the hallway and they saw Draco Malfoy dueling a Death Eater.

"Ah, young Malfoy, now what will Daddy say when I tell him you became a traitor?" the Death Eater taunted.

Malfoy smirked, "He won't know because you don't have the chance tell him."

The Death Eater laughed, "You think you can kill me?"

"Of course, I'm a Black-Malfoy after all." Draco replied as he threw a curse at him.

The Death Eater screamed and knelt down on the ground in pain.

Fred and Cedric ran towards Draco.

"What spell was that?" Cedric asked as he eyed the Death Eater.

"A dark one. Kind of a torture spell." Draco gritted.

"Wicked." Fred said and chuckled while Cedric agreed.

"I lost them." Draco said sullenly. Cedric and Fred sobered up.

"Were any of them injured when you last saw them?" Fred asked.

"I don't know, I couldn't catch up with them with each sides trying to attack me." Draco sighed angrily.

"They must be after the snake. They said that it was the only thing left." Cedric informed them.

Fred and Draco nodded.

Fred tapped Draco's shoulder and encouraged him. "Come on, there's a lot of evil gits around here that you can direct your frustrations to, and they bloody deserve it. Throw them another wicked spell."

"Just stick with us so that the light side won't attack you anymore." Cedric instructed. Each one wore determined faces. Their backs on each other and started to throw curses to their enemies.

"Are you both ready to hand the best dueler title to me?" Fred smirked as he took down one of the unknown deatheaters.

"I thought you're Mr. Grumpy right now since you almost lost your life earlier." Cedric quipped as he threw a jinx to his opponent and to Fred's new one after he avoided a curse.

"Best dueler, my ass." Draco scoffed and muttered another dark spell to their opponents. "Just remember not to use your annoying fancy wandflicking. I don't really like to battle with just one eye open."

"Why not? It's going to be my signature move!" Fred teased and attempted to flick his wand.

"Then stay the bloody hell away from me!" Draco sneered and kicked him lightly on the leg.

Cedric chuckled, "Guys, focus. This is not our dueling practice session."

The battle resumed even after the dark side declared Harry Potter dead. Voldemort dueled three members of the Order of the Phoenix while Molly Weasley dueled Bellatrix Lestrange. Antonin Dolohov noticed Hagrid shouting Harry Potter's name. Dolohov paled as he came to realization that the boy must be alive. He turned to leave the Great Hall, hoping that everyone will not notice his absence. As he turned around, he found himself being pointed by a wand, Cedric Diggory's wand.

"Going somewhere?" Cedric said and lifted an eyebrow.

"Stay away boy or I will kill you." Dolohov hissed as he also pointed his wand to his enemy.

Dolohov felt another wand on the side of his head. He glanced sideways and saw a red haired man, Weasley.

"You think you can kill him before I can kill you, Dolohov?" Fred challenged.

Dolohov swung his hand as he muttered a spell sending both Cedric and Fred away from him a little bit. He faced them and threw curses as the two boys blocked and responded to his curses.

There were now three great battles observed in the Great Hall.

Voldemort vs. 3 members of the Phoenix

Bellatrix Lestrange vs. Molly Weasley

Antonin Dolohov vs. Cedric Diggory and Fred Weasley

People watched the battles with tension on their shoulders. Both sides were on equal footing. No one could guess who will win. They keep switching on which battle to watch.

Antonin Dolohov noticed as he battled out the two boys, they were not aiming for a kill.

Dolohov laughed, "You think you can defeat me?! You can't even dare cast a killing curse, fools!"

He continued flicking his wand towards the boys and taunted, "Even in the midst of battle, you lot are still goody goody."

"Oh don't humor yourself, Dolohov. Just because we're not casting the curse doesn't mean you won't be killed." Fred stated as he threw a curse at Dolohov that sliced up a part of his arm. Dolohov screamed in pain. He was surprised to be injured.

"We're just waiting for someone. Apparently, we don't have the privilege to kill you." Cedric said as he, too, threw a curse at Dolohov that made him scream louder.

Dolohov threw a curse at them but his spell vanished in the middle of it and Cedric cast a binding spell on him in return.

Dolohov exhaled his pain and gritted his teeth, "And who will that be?"

"Me."

Draco stepped in between Fred and Cedric and pointed his wand at Dolohov. He was busy eyeing his aunt to duel her earlier but Mother Weasley got through her first and his parents tucked him to their side tightly when they found him. He just got away from their grips when he saw his companions battling Dolohov.

"Young Malfoy." Dolohov growled, "I knew you were the traitor."

Draco smirked, "Then why didn't you tell your master?"

Antonin Dolohov just glared at him in response.

Malfoy flicked his wand and muttered a curse towards him. Dolohov felt his skin burned as Malfoy threw another curse at him that broke his ankle. Despite the pain he felt, he looked at the odd trio. Diggory, Weasley and Malfoy.

"What did I ever do to make the three of you so intent in killing me?" Dolohov dumbly questioned.

Fred gritted his teeth. "It's simple, really."

"You just happened to hurt the woman we cared the most." Cedric hissed.

"Who?" Dolohov gasped. He suddenly found himself difficult to breathe. It must be the effect of the curse that Malfoy threw at him.

"Does the battle in the Department of Mysteries, ring a bell?" Malfoy taunted angrily.

Dolohov eyes widened as he flicked a glance to the woman, "No! You fools! You're all pureblood! She's a Mudblood!"

Malfoy smacked Dolohov's face as he said the insulting word. Dolohov stumbled down the floor and Malfoy pointed his wand closely at Dolohov, "Goodbye Dolohov." as he uttered the killing curse just in time the crowd gasped.

The trio turned to looked what has happened and saw Harry Potter standing in front of Voldemort, alive and well.

Malfoy snorted but a smirk was present on his face. "That boy just wouldn't die."

A/N: Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed reading the prologue of this story. Please do comment your suggestions and ideas about the plot of the story Thank you guys!

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