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Finally updated this story for you. I know it has been a year, which is unforgiveable, I know, but I have finally got the next chapter here. Thanks for putting up with me. I should be doing my work but I procrastinate so easily, it is untrue!

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Chapter 8 – The Rampage Of Hogwarts (Part 2)

At the Hogs Head…

"That is crazy, you cannot expect to go into Hogwarts and take on all of the Death Eaters plus You-Know-Who all by yourself! It's mental," Aberforth exclaimed to the young teen who was sitting calmly watching.

"No it is not, I am the Chosen O-" Harry recited as if for the hundredth time.

"I don't give a damn about whether you are the chosen one or not, I cannot with conscious thought send a child to his death, because that is who you are. A child! My brother must have gotten more senile with age," Aberforth said annoyed at the whole situation.

"Aberforth, if I am to defeat Voldemort for good in the future, I need to prevent him murdering my parents. I need to get into Hogwarts," Harry said frustrated. Why couldn't he understand?

"I'll send for the Aurors, they have more experience," Aberforth exclaimed.

"Really, who believes that? Because if you end aurors in, they will end up dead."

"As will you!"

Harry sighed and started to pace back and forth. Aberforth sat down and rubbed his forehead.

"What if – ", Harry began but froze.

"What is it?" Aberforth asked but no sooner did he ask, he felt it too.

Despair, fear, pain, all rolled up into one and drowning them both. Aberforth and Harry stared at each other before Aberforth strode over to the window and drawing the moth-eaten curtains back, he gulped at the horde of hundreds of Dementors heading their way.

"On second thoughts," Aberforth muttered, and rushed over to a painting of a young girl. He tapped it with his wand and the portrait sprung open revealing a passageway.

"In you get boy," Aberforth said before grabbing Harry by the scruff of his neck and all ut throwing him into the passageway.

"What?" Harry asked confused.

"Take the passageway, it will take you to Hogwarts. I believe it opens into the Room of Requierement. Right now the best option is to face You-Know-Who rather than getting your soul sucked out by Dementors."

"Come with me," Harry said, feeling guilty leaving the older man to face the Dementors.

"No it's you that they want, now GO!"

With a wave of his wand and ignoring Harry's protests, he closed and locked the portrait shut, engulfing Harry in the dark passageway.

ANKR…ANKR…ANKR

Harry lit his wand and glanced down the passageway. He could not see the end but trusted Aberforth that there was not any monsters in here that would harm him. He set off, twisting and turning until he came to a dead end.

'This must be the portrait into the Room of Requirement,' Harry thought as he tapped his wand on it. The portrait opened and he saw a ladder that he climbed down into the Room.

It seemed that the Room had changed into a replica of the Gryffindor Common Room. There was a fire crackling away and a few couches spread out. He sank into one, staring into the fire that was crackling, trying to make sense of what to do next.

Voldemort was currently in the castle and he needed a plan to help him save everyone and defeat Voldemort for the time being so that he could drive them all, Dark Lord and Death Eaters alike, out of the castle.

But how?

ANKR…ANKR…ANKR

Everyone watched terrified as they felt the cold descend back onto them. They prayed that Harry had not been caught and that he had escaped with his soul intact.

Voldemort looked up from where he was sitting on a throne conjured, and the head Dementor floated over. They conversed, and Voldemort grew angrier and angrier. He let out a scream and blasted a table near him to smithereens. The Dementors, having given their report, scattered and left the castle to surround the castle.

"Do you think he escaped?" Sirius whispered to Hermione.

Hermione nodded slightly and her heart relaxed a little. Harry was safe.

"Malfoy, McNair, Nott, take with you some others and scout the castle, Potter is here and he will die by my hand today!" Voldemort hissed enraged that his enemy escaped.

The three nodded and taking 10 death eaters each, they left the Main Hall and scattered.

"I will kill Potter today, or you all die," Voldemort hissed murderously, glancing around the Hall.

ANKR…ANKR…ANKR

Harry took a deep breath and gathered his nerves. He wasn't stupid, Voldemort would have figured out by now that he had escaped into the castle.

He dressed into battle armour that the Room provided. It was made from dragon scales, the toughest hides that would protect him from the minor spells like Stupefy. He also borrowed the Sword of Gryffindor that the Room has taken from the Sorting Hat in Dumbledore's Office.

Speaking of Dumbledore, he hoped that the old man was fine. Hopefully incapacitated and not dead. He shook his head, he could not worry about that yet. He needed to get rid of the Death Eaters first.

Exiting the Room, he realised he was in a broom closet. Thanking Hogwarts silently, he opened the closet after placing a disillusionment charm on him and a silencing spell on his feet, and found he was on the third floor.

Opening the Marauders Map, he checked and found that there were a few death eaters on the second floor. Stuffing it back into his pocket, he started the journey down the stairs.

Rounding the corner, he saw Nott and Malfoy standing guard near the stairs to the first floor. Harry narrowed his eyes. He would take them out for good, Dumbledore's resolve of everyone having a second chance going out the window. He would protect his family at all costs.

He sent a Sectumsempra spell at Nott, severing his head from his neck instantly. The look on Malfoy's face was priceless. Malfoy immediately took out his wand and looked around, trying to find Harry. Harry stifled a laugh, and send a Bludgeoning spell at Malfoy, knocking him into the wall. Whilst Malfoy tried to get his breath back, Harry cast a cutting spell and a piercing spell in rapid succession, which missed as Malfoy ducked out the way. Harry cursed and rolled out of the way of a Crucio and a Killing Curse and sent a bone shattering curse at the wand arm and left leg of Malfoy, both hitting straight on, and Malfoy tumbled off the staircase after losing his balance and landed on the floor below with a sickening crack. He did not stir.

Harry wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued down to the first floor when the Main Hall was situated. He sent stunning spells out and knocked out three Death Eaters.

'Pathetic,' Harry thought with disgust, kicking one of them in the shin as he walked past to make sure they were fine.

Tightening his grip, he was about to turn the corner and get into the Hall, when he saw that Avery was walking straight to him out of the corner of his eye. Harry sighed and backed up into the shadows. He waited for the right moment before he cast Wingardium Leviosa on a suit of armour nearby and sent it crashing into Avery, who fell heavily to the ground. Harry walked over to the dazed Death Eater before taking out his sword and beheaded the Death Eater who would no doubt be responsible for a lot of deaths in the future.

Wiping the blade on Avery's robes, he sheathed it and after checking the vicinity to make sure there was no one else, he took a deep breath and with a blasting curse, blew the doors of the Main Hall wide off its hinges.

He stepped inside and after scanning the Hall and making sure no students were harmed, he looked straight at Voldemort.

"Welcome to your death Harry Potter!"