A/N: Standard disclaimers apply, please read and review. Thx to Princess Fictoria for helping me out with this, couldn't have done it without her, and also to AutumnBreeze12 for help finding all of the magical creatures. Here is the gig battle you have been waiting for, but there is much more to come.
The day dawned bright and clear, though the feeling in the air seemed ominous and everyone could feel it. All throughout the magical world, witches and wizards alike took precautions and generally decided to stay inside.
Dumbledore who noted these disruptions acted quickly and called an order meeting to step up patrols and report in if anything seemed suspicious. The thing was that the reports were coming in all day. Bill, who was working with the Goblins at Gringotts for the next few months, reported that over half of the goblins at the bank were suddenly missing, and all of his inquires were thwarted. Nobody seemed to want to even comment about it. Security at the bank was also tightened and some of the transactions were prohibited. Even the wards at Hogwarts seemed strained and almost ready to break, it had taken a lot out of them, as he had most of the teachers and order members had been out looking for his two wayward order members and one prisoner.
Sirius and Remus had not reported for the meeting and though Dumbledore sent other to find them, fearing that they were lost or hurt. The order found no fowl play at Remus home or at headquarters. But the most disturbing thing was that Simon Conway was missing as well. Dumbledore came to the conclusion that Sirius and Remus must have freed Simon Conway and were in hiding to escape punishment. But Dumbledore would catch up with them eventually and when he did there would be hell to pay.
The other person that he couldn't find was his deputy headmistress. She had sent him a not late last night saying that she had some urgent family business to attend and would not be back for a few days, but Albus suspected that she was away for some other reason, but could not be bothered to spare any people to look for her as well. He would just have to wait and see what she said when she came back.
He sat down at his desk and popped another lemon drop in his mouth. He had been trying for weeks to secure the information about when this duel would be taking place but it seemed that nobody was talking. A few more order members stopped by and reported weird happenings, but although it was suspicious, it was nothing he could go on. He had tried to reach the minister only to be told that he had gone out for the day and wasn't expected in until late tonight.
Dumbledore sighed and started out his window, today, he thought; was going to be an awfully long day.
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It hadn't taken Harry long to convince McGonagall, Sirius and Remus to let his father go and to help them with the battle tomorrow. (They had stopped calling it a duel, because the number of people involved seemed to be rising every day.) With their father home, and obviously doing well after being kidnapped for so long, he praised the boys on how well they handled the situation and promptly went to the magical embassy in America to get volunteers for the battle.
He was back the very next day with good news. The Americans had agreed to help and would send some of their best LEOS (Law enforcement officers) over immediately.
Two house later, over a hundred highly trained witches and wizards flooed into the Conway house all eager to help out in any way the could. They decided on a temporary aid station to be set up on school grounds to help the wounded and fought long and hard over strategies that would best take down Voldemort's followers.
Three hours before the battle, the Conway brothers could be found holed up in their room preparing for what could be their final moments. They put on the best spell resistant gear that was sold in the U.S, which included a magical version of a bullet proof vest, shoulder pads, knee pads, and gloves. They stowed their weapons in their holsters and put their wands in their arm holsters. They were quiet while getting ready; each boy seemingly to deep in thought to say much. There was a light tap at their door and turned to see their father enter the room with a long wooden box in his hands.
"You boys almost ready?" he asked gruffly.
Simon had changed a lot while he was being held captive. He had lost some weight, but he said he had learned a lot of what Dumbledore and the order had been up too and had found the perfect way to keep Dumbledore busy during the battle.
Sitting down, Simon cleared his throat and motioned his boys to sit down too. "When your mother and I found out that we could not have children, adopting seemed like the right path to take. We went to the adoption agencies and saw the children at the orphanages and there were so many children there who had lost their parents because of the war. What you boys might not have known, was that you mother was a seer."
The boys raised their eyebrows at the comment. To them, it explained a lot.
"She knew about the prophecy, and knew that Adam Potter had been chosen over his brother. She also knew about the treatment that Harry would have gotten if he would have stayed with his parents. She was very persuasive," he said with a smile. "That we take him in and give him a good home."
Harry took a shuttering breath, his eyes filled with tears.
"And the there was Drake," Simon said ruffling his son's hair. Drake groaned and tried to fix his hair. "Drake's father had done some terrible things in his time, and paid for it with his life. But the father does not dictate the life and way of his son. The son alone make's his own choices. Elaine knew that the life Drake was meant to live was an honorable one. And we took him in to give him that life."
"Nick," he said and gave his son a wistful smile. "You always have known that your birth parents are alive."
Nick nodded finding it difficult to swallow the lump in his throat. Jake grabbed his brother's shoulder giving him silent support.
"Your Gran was a fine woman Nicky, and knew that she wouldn't be able to take proper care of you. And once she heard about us adopting Drake and Harry she knew that she had found the right place for you, even though Dumbledore had tried to talk her into going into hiding with you until you were able to attend Hogwarts, you Gran was sharp enough to see through his deceptions and get you away from the Wizarding world."
Nick nodded slowly letting the words sink in.
"Jacob," he said solemnly. "You road has been the longest my son and for that I am sorry. I have heard of your treatment at the hands of Dumbledore, and trust me my son that we will have our revenge. When your mother and went to the orphanage we walked through the hall of the sleeping babies, and your mother was immediately drawn to you, she just looked at you and knew you were the one."
Jake smiled and hugged his father, the others joining in a second later. They held on to each other in part to thank him for giving them the best possible life that he could and maybe deep down, they displayed affection because they knew it might be the last time they would ever get the chance to do so.
When they pulled apart he put the box on his lap and opened it, inside was four pendants and four wands. He handed each boy a pendant, Drake got the black and amber one, Jake received a blue-green and dark blue one, Nick received a grey and silver one, and Harry, a blue-green and crimson one. Each boy put the pendant around their neck without question.
"Your mother made those for each of you. They are protection pendants and will help protect you from the worst of the worst. I don't know precisely how they work, as she never explained them to me, but she did tell me they did contain the bond of blood. She knew she would sacrifice herself for her sons so she put the protection into these pendants so that each of you would carry her with you when you would need her the most."
Harry's head shot up to looked at his father. Simon nodded gravely at Harry.
"Yes son, she knew. She knew that she would die before your time came."
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The time had come, after almost two decades of war; the time had come to end it. Today would decide the fate of the Wizarding world.
There were creatures from all over the world on the battlefield on both sides. Voldemort had recruited some of the more dangerous and aggressive creatures, Vampires, Acromantula a giant spider, Doxies, Occamy an aggressive two-legged winged creature with a serpentine body, and even a Runespoor, a three headed snake and some Werewolf's and Dementor's The creatures made the front lines of Voldemort's defenses.
But Voldemort wasn't the only one with creatures fighting. Centaur's, Goblins, Erupent's a large grey African beast that resembles a rhinoceros, Graphorns, known to live in the mountainous regions the Graphorn's are purplish and humped back with two large horns, Hippogriff's with the body, legs and tail of a horse, a head like an eagle and talons that seemed to be of a half a foot long, and six phoenix's that soared over the battlefield.
The Auror's and the Americans stood behind the creature's wands at the ready and trained on what seemed like over two hundred Deatheaters and other wizards from all over the world. Voldemort wasn't the only one who looked out of the UK for help. Most of the students from Durmstrang, still young in their own regard, were fighting and killing without a care.
Voldemort stood behind the Deatheaters with Wormtail, his right hand man at his side. He stood back and watched as the fighting commence. He made sure to stand far enough back so that he could get a good view of what was happening, but also to keep an eye out for Dumbledore and the Conway's.
He was surprised to see some of the Wizards that had no real standing fighting. And as the Deatheaters fought as hard and as dirty as they could they all knew that they were out numbered.
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Sirius and Remus fought hard against as many Deatheaters as they could. The battle had been going on for over two hours and all were starting to show signs of fatigue. But when the saw one Deatheater in question, they ran on pure adrenaline as they drew him into their own private battle.
"Peter!" Sirius screamed, getting the man's attention. The rat's first instinct was to run, but as he saw Sirius and Remus gaining on him he held his wand high and stood hid ground. He wasn't a Gryffindor for nothing. Sirius quickly cast an incarcerous spell, leaving Peter lying on the ground wrapped in chains.
"Seems fitting, doesn't it Remus?" Sirius asked going over to the cowering man and delivering a swift kick to the man's face. Peter howled with pain and struggled to get free.
"Trying to turn into the rat that you are, eh Peter? Well as you can see it won't work. You'll die now as you should have done years ago for killing innocent muggles, betraying James and Lily, and hurting my Godsons. You'll die now Peter and I won't feel even an ounce of regret!"
"P-Please spare me!" He whimpered, but his plea fell on deaf ears.
He looked at Remus, both their eyes burning with rage. "Together!" screamed as each of the men raised their wands at Peter, who could do nothing but whimper as the spells shot towards him.
That day was the last day that Peter Pettigrew ever knew.
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Jake was on the grounds shifting back and forth from his animagious to his human form. He watched in horror as Fenrir Greyback bit yet another Auror, leaving him to bleed to death on the ground where he lay.
Jake who went unnoticed by Fenrir snuck up behind the wolf-man and threw four daggers in the wolf's back. Fenrir didn't utter a word as he dropped to the ground dead. The daggers came back to Jake clean and ready to use again.
Simon, who saw what had happened, nodded to his youngest son and went back to fighting. That was one monster down who would never terrorize another person ever again.
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Minister Cornelius fudge sat nervously in the stands of the Quidditch Pitch watching the battle unfold. His two body guards, two wizards from the American Ministry disguised him under a notice me not charm. If the Minister needed proof that Voldemort was back, this was the best way to show him.
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The American's, being led by Special agents Garret Thompson, Kyle Watson and assistant Director Cody Wills were holding their own. They had managed to draw fifty Deatheaters into one of the traps set by Jake Conway. Once the Deatheaters were in the enclosure, their wands were snatched out of their hands and each men was sent to a ministry holding cell, being temporally stripped of their powers.
Drake had taken to the sky in his Hawk form watched and helping when he needed to. He needed to make sure that Voldemort was in the right position when the Conway's finally made their move. Right now Voldemort was standing about twenty yards from where Drake had wanted him to be. He signaled to Nick who was hidden in the stands. Nick who was also in his animagious form as a coyote shifted back to his human form and retrieved his bow and arrows and took aim. He shot six arrows one after the other, making Voldemort head for cover. He stumbled back into the enclosure designed by Jake, setting off a white translucent dome that kept him in and the Deatheaters out. Drake, Nick, Jake and Harry activated their portkeys and landed into the dome facing a surprised Voldemort.
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Minerva McGonagall, a teacher and fighter for the light for over three decades stood firm as she defended her school. She had let Harry and his father leave and had promised to help them fight. She may not agree with everything that Dumbledore says and does, but she did agree when he said that they needed to protect the school, and by Merlin she would; at any cost.
She had helped some of the wounded Auror's back to a temporary aid station and caught Bellatrix Lestrange trying to sneak into the school.
"You really don't think you'll be able to sneak away do you?" she asked folding her arms across her chest trying to intimidate her old student. It had been many years since a then Bellatrix Black was a student at Hogwarts.
Bella turned to face her old Professor an eerie smile on her face. "What are you going to do McGonagall, give me another detention?" She raised her wand in the air and cast a near wordless langlock jinx to McGonagall. The spell would have glued McGonagall tongue to rook of her mouth had she not side steeped the curse.
"I have wanted to do that to you for the longest time," Bella said shooting another curse McGonagall's way. "You always did talk too much."
Minerva shielded herself against the curse and sent a quick and effective finger removing jinx to Bella. She howled in pain, her wand falling easily to McGonagall who summoned it to her. "And you never learned how to properly use your wand," she said in a stern voice. She was then joined by two members of the American Ministry who took Bella and her wand to a Ministry holding cell.
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Dumbledore who was sipping tea in his office was startled by a loud noise that seemed to be coming fro the grounds. He went over to his window and saw part of the battle that was taking place on the Quidditch field. Grabbing his wand, he went to the automatic door, only to walk right into it. Stumbling back he tried again, this time avoiding walking it, only to learn that he was locked in.
He tried all of the unlocking spells that he knew, but everything was bouncing back right at him. He turned to use the flow, only to watch it brick over. A look over to the perch where his fateful Phoenix sat proved fruitless as well, as he was also missing. And as he looked to the portraits to ask them for help, he wasn't surprised to see that they were not where they were supposed to be either. Sighing, he went to the window again to look at the battle barely suppressing his rage. Someone had gone to a lot of trouble to keep him out of that battle.
Sitting back in his seat, he tried to calm down as he put the pieces together. Everything that had been happening earlier today had made sense, his headmistress disappearing as well and Sirius and Remus along with Simon Conway. It even explained why the Goblins had been acting so strange and why Fudge wasn't in his office. Someone had orchestrated an entire battle without him.
Dumbledore leaned back in his seat and took another sip of his tea, planning his next move. But he wondered how he was going to catch the people who locked him in his office, and what the public would think when he, such an outstanding figure in the magical community wasn't there.
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Severus Snape was having similar problems at the moment as he found himself locked in his office with the two people that he hated the most, James and Lily Potter. They had explained that they had received a message from Harry to meet them at Hogwarts, and that Snape had let them use his office for the meeting. But the moment that the door closed behind them, it had magically sealed itself up, as well as the floo. They had been stuck together almost three hours with no idea as to what was going on at the Quidditch pitch. And with Snape's mark burning painfully, the man was no gracious host.
James and Lily were pacing restlessly around the room in search of someway to get out of this hell. Snape, who did not hide the fact that his mark was burning, nor had tried and failed to use the mark to leave, was either cursing them or muttering to himself about how to ease the pain in his arm.
It had taken James and Lily awhile to remember though, that they had not seen Adam all day. They thought the boy was still in his room when the note from Harry came. They called to Adam, but the boy did not answer so they just went ahead to the school, leaving the not on the table so Adam would find it.
Feeling a deep sense of dread deep in her stomach, Lily Potter knew it was another fatal mistake to not make sure her son was safe.
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Adam Potter had woken up that morning with a nasty headache and a deep feeling of dread that he had inherited from his mother. He knew something was going down today, something big, but he didn't know what. He had a bit of a lie-in and when eleven o'clock rolled around and he could not ignore his rumbling stomach any longer he went downstairs only to find a note from Harry for his parents. A quick check around the house had confirmed that they already left for where Harry had wanted to meet them, so having nothing else to do, as he had already finished his homework and it was two more weeks until school started, he grabbed something to eat and went to grab is broom for some flying practice. When he had gotten onto the vast fields that the Potter's owned he was immediately grabbed from behind, bound and gagged, a deep malicious voice whispered in his ear, "it's about time you came out to play Potter. Let's go and see if your brother can play with you, once the dark lord has finished with him of course."
Adam trembled, his eyes wide with fear as he felt a tug from behind his navel.
He landed on hard cold ground, and while he couldn't see anything he knew that whatever was happening had to be bad. He heard people moan in pain, yell in fear, and tat sickening sound of bodies as the hit the ground. He felt something cover him, and by the feel of it he knew it to be an invisibility cloak.
"I have him master, just as you ordered," the deep malicious voice said again.
Voldemort laughed and undid the blindfold and watching gleefully as Adam Potter regarded him with a look of fear. "Your brother think he is so smart doesn't he Adam," he said hissing Adam's name. "But we shall see if his hatred for you parents is worth your life," he hissed and threw the cloak back over him.
Yes, Adam though as he closed his eyes and willed his throbbing headache to go away. Today was going to be a very long day.
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Kyle Willis, Assistant Director to the American Ministry rolled sideways avoiding another dark curse and stumbled over the boy of his partner and good friend garret Thompson. He saw the cold unseeing eyes look directly to the sky seeing nothing at all. Choking down his emotions, Kyle took a deep breath and fired a dark curse at his opponent. It was time, as the Americans were fond of saying, to fight fire with fire.
He knew his opponent, a Deatheater by the name of Avery, played dirty so he pulled out all the stops trying to defeat his opponent. He knew that there was no capturing this man, it was live or die.
Kyle just nearly missed an entrail-expelling curse, a cure that causes the victims insides to come out. He didn't even pause to take a breath and ponder his near death experience, nor the fact that the spell had hit the Deatheater a few feet behind him, before shooting off a Reducto curse sending the man flying. Kyle knew the man was dead, from the way his body lay mangled over a hundred feet away.
"Hmm, musta put to much power into that one," he muttered.
Looking around the battle he sighed in relief, Voldemort's numbers were thinning out and the dome that Jake had set was up. Looking around he helped one of the British Auror's fight off two men.
It was all up to Harry and his brother's now.
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Harry and his brothers stood side by side their wands ready and pointed at Voldemort who was looking at the translucent dome with a thoughtful expression. Voldemort knew what the dome was and inwardly credited the boys at the idea.
"Ssso very powerful," he commented finally looking at the boys. "And yet you waste all of your talent on fighting for good. Don't you realize that there is no good and evil only power? And I can help you harness that power and together we can change the world."
Harry looked at his brothers skeptically. "Bloody hell, bro's I think old Voldywarts has gone mental. He honestly thinks that after all this, we would join him?"
Jake, Nick and Drake laughed.
It was then Voldemort lost what little patients he had left. "If you won't join me, then you'll die!"
Voldemort shot a Crucio curse at Harry, who didn't even bother to deflect it. The light hit his pendant, which glowed for a second before dimming. "Ooh it tickled," he said sarcastically.
Voldemort's snake like eyes widened before trying the same curse on Drake which had the same result.
"Think he's finally getting the picture, Jake?" Nick asked in amusement, folding his arms across his chest.
Voldemort took a step back suddenly smiling. "Well if you have become so invincible, let's see if your brother is as well, huh?" he said and threw the invisibility cloak aside reliving a bound Adam Potter.
Harry took a step forward, his brother's quick to join him.
"Let him go," Harry said in a deadly voice.
"Oh no Potter," Voldemort said kicking Adam making the boy moan in protest. "I'd though we'd have a little fun before you watch him die. Just like your mother, right Harry. Didn't you watch her die at the hands of your dear old headmaster? I'm surprised you didn't recognize the one he sent to finish you off…"
He stopped to enjoy the range of emotions showing on the boy's faces but they didn't take the bait. He decided to try a new tactic. Without warning he sent a Cruciatus curse at Adam, enjoying as the boy screamed through his gag.
"ENOUGH!" Harry screamed using wandless and wordless magic to accio Voldemort's want to him. He never broke eye contact as he took Voldemort's wand in both hands, and broke it over his knee. Nick, using his wand, set the two pieces on fire.
Suffice to say, Voldemort was beyond incensed.
"You're not the only one who knows wandless magic boy!" he seethed calling Harry's wand to him, but as he was about to send another curse Harry's way the wand suddenly turned into a chicken."
"Courtesy of Weasley Wizard Wheezes," Nick murmured.
Voldemort threw the fake wand aside and threw another wandless curse at Adam who withered in pain.
"What are you going to do now boy?" he taunted to Harry.
"Finish what I started fifteen years ago," Harry said in a deadly calm voice. Raising his wand, his real wand this time, along with his brothers Harry shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" the Conway's brothers shouted as one. By the curse, which was normally a bright green light was not. It was a very vivid, almost crimson red.
Because the curse, while it normally focused on all it's energy on the casters hate for the intended victim, the Conway brother's thought of nothing but the thing that Voldemort feared the most. Love.
The moment the curse hit Voldemort a bright white almost blinding light surrounded the dome blinding the peopled both inside and outside the dome. But when the light finally dimmed, almost like a parting of the fog The Conway brothers stood as one while the phoenix's soared over the head singing a peacefully song.
The war was finally over.
TBC
Oh thank bob, that part is over! but hold on to your hats folks, it's not over yet. There are still more questions to be answered, and Harry will finally confront Dumbledore, who will still be taught a lesson, James and Lily and the rest of the school with his song. So who killed Harry's mom? Next update will have to be kicked back to Thursday because of some family stuff I've got to do, so I made this an extra long chap for you guys to tide you over until then. Hey and please leave a review.