Title: Harry Potter and his Trusted Followers
Summary and Disclaimer: In first chapter
(In Ron's Point of View)
I was the first one there. Everyone ran to the castle after Harry told us to, but I got there first. I sprinted up the steps, ripped open the door, and went into Hogwarts.
Hogwarts was the same: there were the same decorations, same portraits, and same feeling of magic around. I paid these no attention, though, just searched for whoever we needed to find so we could join up with Harry as quickly as possible.
By the time the rest of my army and the Order showed up, I had found no one on the whole bottom floor. Everyone split up, trying to find some kind of clue as to why we were here in half the time. Some went in pairs, but I decided I should go alone. I thought that I would cover ground quicker.
I reached the Owlery, figuring I should eliminate the bigger rooms in Hogwarts first. All the birds were fine and the place was exactly like the last time I had been in it. It didn't have that eerie feeling like when you know you are in the right place, but you don't know what you are doing, looking for, or what to do next. It was completely normal.
I turned to leave, but found five armed Death Eaters ready. It was hard to dodge their spells, and I'm not the best at shield charms, but I managed to get out alive. I used one of the Marauder's Map passages, and ran away from that fight.
But I thought the Death Eaters were back at Hogsmeade. They must have followed us here, which means that there are hundreds more. They probably followed everyone individually, allowing for an easier defeat.
I went to the only place I could think of that might shelter me for a few minutes and let me regroup. The Room of Requirement opened when I did the necessary steps, revealing a room full of people. The old DA had also come here. I walked in and noticed that almost everyone was here. I was one of the last to get there. As I walked in, I realized that Hermione wasn't here. And neither was Ginny.
They came running in together, looking over their shoulders as if they were being chased. It appeared that they were, because a spell went flying inches away from Ginny's face as they shut the door. The Death Eaters didn't know how to open the door, which bought us time, but not a lot. And anyway, we needed to help the Order.
"Everyone," I talked softly, although my voice echoed around the deadly silent room. All heads and eyes turned my way. "This is us against the Death Eaters now. And I think they know where we are," I paused and listened closely. "Yeah, they know. We only have a few minutes to get ready. So get ready.
"There are a few hundred of them out there, so I can't guarantee that any of us will live. But I can be sure that we'll die if we don't give a good fight. I know that you're capable of pulling this off, I've seen it with my own eyes. Just give it your all.
"Actually, I've got an idea. This could work for a little bit, but it'll wear off soon." I finished, motioning everyone to come closer to me so that I could explain the plan without the Death Eaters overhearing.
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(Random Death Eater's point of view)
We arrived at a small strip of wall, into which the two girls vanished into. We waited for only a minute before the wall turned into a door and opened slightly. All the Death Eaters ran forward, trying to make a difference so that the Dark Lord would reward them. I got to the door third. I walked inside, ready for immediate battle.
Nothing happened, though. No one attacked, in fact, no one was even there. After about twenty of us had filed into the room, the door closed seemingly on its own. We all turned to see what had happened before some spells were shouted. All of my fellow Death Eaters fell, leaving me standing there alone, now able to see the kids coming out from the shadows.
I tried to call out to the others, but my voice had gone, and all of a sudden, so had the light.
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(Back to Ron)
"It worked," I half shouted, but half whispered so as to not let the Death Eaters know what had happened.
No one else celebrated with me, but just started their work. Some of us got the stunned Death Eaters out of the way, while the others prepared for the second wave. I began to help too, feeling great that my plan worked, and twenty Death Eaters at least, were already captured again.
I flipped one of the turned over Death Eaters and found something that I hadn't expected. Sticking out of the man's stomach was Gryffindor's Sword. I don't know how it got in here, I don't know how it ended up landing in the Death Eater's body, and I have no clue as to why I took it and placed it in my belt. But I did.
When everything was ready, we opened the door again, and closed it after twenty-five this time. They were easier than the first bunch. We cleaned up again, and started the third attack. It seemed that the Death Eaters had developed a plan of their own.
When we let them in, no one entered. The door was open, but it seemed like the hall was deserted. There wasn't any sound issued from the doorway, and I couldn't hear anything from the rest of the castle either. I looked around at everyone else, but they had the same blank expressions.
I stepped up, took out the sword instead of my wand, again I don't know why, and slowly walked to the door. Light poured in without shadow blocking it. As I reached my destination, the Death Eaters jumped out of their hiding spots, and attacked me. Reflexes made me swing the sword around me, hitting a speed bump on the way. I had connected, but I didn't think about anything other than getting back into the Room of Requirement.
I made it back safe and closed the door quickly, but everyone was scared. Why, though? Weren't we supposed to be facing Death Eaters? Obviously they would figure out our simple plan sooner or later. It didn't take me long to realize why. In the little light that we had, dimming them for our surprise attacks, the sword flashed a vibrant red. Looking more closely, I noticed that I had hit more than once. It was completely red. I couldn't even remember the original color because it looked so normal. My thoughts were cut short, though, because the door openly with a loud bang.
The first spell fired hit its mark. I'm not sure who it was, but they fell to the floor, clearly reacting to a powerful Cruciatius Curse. Another spell was shot not even a second after the first. Again, the Death Eater was accurate. The third hit a foot below the target, but it was still enough to do the job.
By then, all the Death Eaters were in the Room of Requirement, followed by the Order. They seemed to have a few losses themselves. I was locked in a battle with… I'm not sure. Wartime brought out the best in me, because besides the great plan and excellent swordplay, I finished five of my competitors at once without any real challenge. Apparently I could do a shield charm if I really tried.
Screams, yells, and calls for help sounded out over the incantations, but I ignored them with the best of my ability. On occasion, if I was close and not fighting, I would help and save someone, but normally I would be in my own battle. Once, I heard a particularly nasty scream, but I was busy with fighting three Death Eaters at once. I think I was the one who could use some help.
Just as I was dodging one of the shots, I tripped over someone. I didn't know who it was, nor did I care, for I was already looking at something else. Something worse. A Death Eater was standing over Hermione with his wand pointed at her. She didn't have hers, it was lying a couple of feet away from her. Everyone else on my side stopped and saw what was going on. They froze what they were doing to see this. The same thought in my head must have occurred to them. If Hermione, best in the DA and all things magic, could fall to a Death Eater's mercy, what makes me think that I can't?
The Death Eaters stopped too, still steadying their wands in our direction, of course, but they wanted us to see this. Our faces obviously made it show that this was important to us. How could this happen? How could Hermione fall? How could we lose our advantage? Yes, against all odds, we were actually getting more individual victories then they were. To go even farther back, how could there be a prison break? How could Voldemort invade Hogwarts? How could Voldemort find us and take Ginny without leaving behind any evidence beside the letter? How was he doing all this? Will the right side really be able to succeed if we continue taking all these hits? Wow, that's deep. You sure that came out of my own mind?
The Death Eater that was threatening Hermione, Lucious Malfoy, was saying something. I couldn't understand what he said, but I didn't like Hermione's reaction. A green spell flew out of his wand, zooming towards Hermione. She tried to move, but it seemed someone had cast the freezing charm on her.
"NO, NOT HER, TOO," I screamed in my head, not being able to find my voice.
The spell was shot with great accuracy. It came closer and closer until…
A/N: There's a little cliffhanger for you. I already know what I'm going to do for the next chapter, and I've already started writing it. All you need to do is review. I'll post the next chapter after I get at least three reviews.