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Now, cue dramatic battle music!

Two heads snapped around at the same time as the wards shuddered. Two people leaped to their feet as a crash pierced through the silence. One whipped out his wand. The other stood there, feeling helpless.

One felt extreme anger. The other felt a burst of hope. The wards exploded, shattering into pieces. Two people exclaimed the same thing at the same time.

"DUMBLEDORE!"

Harry ran at the door, shoving against it, willing it to open, to let him get to the people that would save him. He cried out, though he knew that silencing charms had been placed around the room he was in. Escape seemed so near... But how could he let Dumbledore know where he was?

Voldemort knew it was Dumbledore. He had known that Dumbledore would come eventually. That knowledge was inevitable. He cared too much about the boy to leave him here. Voldemort hadn't killed Potter after he had proven to have no knowledge of Dumbledore's whereabouts for that reason- as bait. Dumbledore's love would bring about his downfall.

With a swipe of his wand, the last of the wards faded away. "Come," he called to his small army- Mr. Weasley, Lupin, Kingsley, Moody, and others. Anger flashing in his eyes and a look of determination on his face, Albus Dumbledore led the group. On they marched towards the house, Dumbledore's long beard and cloak billowing behind him in the fierce wind.

His Death Eaters were scrambling for cover when he walked in. "Stop hiding, fools!" Voldemort hissed. "Get in position outside the Manor!"

Harry listened in fear and hope to the footsteps of the two armies as they marched across the lawn to meet.

"Dumbledore," Voldemort sneered. He stood in front of his group, facing the leader of the other side.

"Hello, Tom," Dumbledore said calmly, though his eyes still burned with that scary look of power and anger.

"So. You live." Voldemort bristled at the mention of his true name.

"Indeed. Although, I think you've known that for quite some time. Tell me, what have you done with Severus?"

"I don't think you want to know," Voldemort cruelly laughed.

"Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but there's someone that I really need to get to rescuing."

"Oh, really, now?" Voldemort asked, laughing. "Well, there's someone that I really need to get to killing. Someone who should already be dead."

"I think the muggle phrase is, 'Bring it on'..."

With that, the two groups charged upon each other. Curses flew through the night in explosions of deadly colors. Shouts and screams pierced through the cool night air. The battle began.

Lupin was fighting with Bellatrix Lestrange. Spells flew lightning fast between the two duelers. "Come and get it, filthy half-breed!" Bella screeched, the air around them filled with her maniac laughter. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" But before the spell could reach him, Lupin dove to the ground. The curse shot above him and made contact with a masked Death Eater, who immediately fell to the ground. Lupin cast a quick stunner at Bella before jumping up to rejoin the battle.

Mr. Weasley, meanwhile, dueled fiercely with Dolohov. "Crucio!" Dolohov screamed. The curse sent Mr. Weasley falling to the ground, twitching and convulsing in extreme pain. The Death Eater laughed cruelly as he tortured his enemy. Finally, Mr. Weasley was saved by a shout of "Petrificus Totalus!" towards Dolohov. Mr. Weasley looked over to see his son, Bill. Bill helped his father up before running to find another challenger.

Moody was fighting with a masked Death Eater. The former Auror was fighting with old skill and techniques. But all of his training was to be in vain.

The next killing curse hit him straight in the head.

The battle seemed to slow as all of the Order and Death Eaters saw Moody falling to the ground. Tonks screamed in grief for her old trainer. Everyone was still, watching the fallen warrior. The Order couldn't help but hope that he would spring up, ready for battle.

Then, a loud, furious yell wrenched them all back into reality.

They turned to see Dumbledore and Voldemort locked in a raging battle. Fury lit up both of their faces. Their spells locked in the center, sending sparks flying.

"YOU OLD FOOL!" Voldemort shouted. He broke off the spell and sent thousands of dagger-like objects flying through the air towards Dumbledore, who cast a large deflecting charm to send them back towards Voldemort. With a flick of his wand, they disintegrated. Dumbledore shot a jet of blue fire towards the Dark Lord, who met it with a stream of enchanted water, which immediately put out the fire. They continued to cast complex charms at one another. Finally, one of Dumbledore's spells hit Voldemort in the chest, and the Dark Lord fell momentarily unconscious.

"Quickly! Find Harry!" Dumbledore ordered. All the Death Eaters fled as Dumbledore stared at them with a scary amount of hatred. Then, he ran towards the Manor with the other Order members.

Harry was beginning to grow desperate. He could hear a battle raging above him, and he wanted to help so badly. But he was stuck in this room! He had been stuck in this room for so long! He kicked a wall in frustration, and immediately regretted it. He hissed in pain, hopping on one foot. He just wanted to scream!

So, he did.

"I hear him!" Tonks shouted, triping over a small table. She stumbled, then caught herself, and ran into the kitchen, where Dumbledore was talking urgently with Lupin. "Professor Dumbledore, sir!" She proceeded to slid into Lupin. She picked herself up, blushing a deep red. "Oops, sorry- Professor! I've heard him! I'd recognize his voice anywhere, I mean, I've known him long enough-"

"Nymphadora," Dumbledore soothed. "Can you please calm down and repeat that, only slower this time?"

"I hear Harry," she repeated. "I heard his voice coming from below, he screamed-"

"He what?" Dumbledore asked urgently, but he was already speeding out of the room. Tonks and Lupin rushed out after him. Tonks led him to the room where she was when she heard Harry. Sure enough, they could still hear screams. Dumbledore cast a spell, flinging open all the doors in the room. He went quickly towards the one with stairs.

Down they walked, on and on, until the stairs ended and they found a door. Wands out, Dumbledore cautiously opened it.

A most peculiar sight met their eyes. A teen was hopping on one foot in the middle of a small room with no furniture. He was tall, with black hair, round glasses, and tattered clothing. He immediately stopped hopping once he noticed them. Green eyes widened.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Harry gasped.

A/N: Sorry, I'm not very good with battle or grief scenes. And I HAD to make Moody die, he dies in the books, so... He DID die in a battle, just a different type. Everyone who dies in the books will die except Dumbledore. I'm sorry. I follow canon. (and yes, I'm afraid that George does loose an ear, but I won't tell you how. Basically just an altered version of events, I think it's called AU...?)

So I will update again ASAP... bye! :)

-Breeze

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