Title: Harry Potter and his Trusted Followers

Summary and Disclaimer: In first chapter

Still Ron's POV

It stopped in midair. Time seemed to freeze. The spell shone onto her, lighting up her face and hair. Lucious, the other Death Eaters, Hermione, and the army all stopped anything they were doing, including breathing. They were like statues. The spell really did stop where it was and I was able to walk around everyone, picking my way over to it.

I bent down to the level of the light and blew really hard. It flew in a different direction, crashing into the wall with a soft bang. Now, onto different matters. Why is the whole room frozen? Why aren't I with them? If this is from me, why wasn't I able to do this before? How did I activate it? How will I start time again? Is this just a one time thing? Can this help us in the war? Will this save my army, and more importantly, help Harry finish off Voldemort?

There it is again. Why are these questions coming to me like this? Will they ever end? STOP IT! I can't turn it off. This must be like what Hermione goes through all day.

Before even trying to unfreeze time, I used the situation to my advantage. I shot spells at the Death Eaters, bringing them down one by one. It took a few minutes, if time were still moving, because there were so many of them, but I finished the job without anyone fighting back.

OK. The army is safe for the a little bit, now to letting them see what I have done. I closed my eyes and concentrated on everyone moving and, hopefully, congratulating me and thanking me. Nothing happened, although I started to develop a headache with so much thinking. I guess when Harry and Hermione always tell me that if I think too hard I'll hurt myself, they weren't joking.

What to do? What to do? The question that I can't answer. I tried visualizing it. That didn't work. Maybe, if I try touching someone, they'll individually start moving. It's worth a shot.

It worked! Hermione fell over, still trying to fight off the spell they cast on her. When she realized that she wasn't dead, she looked around to see what had changed. As she noticed that everyone wasn't moving, a look of shock and fear was clearly visible. She slowly scanned the room, and then spotted me, smiling down at her.

"D-d-did you do… this?" she asked at a lost for anything intelligent to say.

"Yeah," I replied, knowing that was enough for her to understand.

"Wow," She muttered, now fully appreciating the wonder of my abilities.

"I'll explain about what happened later. But now, I gotta unfreeze everyone else."

Ginny was closest to me, but then again there weren't that many people still standing. I touched her on the arm, expecting her to start screaming from the, to her, instant change from battle to peace. At least for now.

Nothing happened, though. She stayed quite still, not moving a muscle. I spun around to look at Hermione, but she had her eyes closed. It seemed that she was concentrating on something, something important. Suddenly, everyone began moving again.

"Wha' happened? Why aren't we killing Death Eaters, like before?" Fred asked.

"Yeah, I was having a really good time," George added. "Although he probably wasn't," he pointed down to a Death Eater who was in an odd position.

I ignored him, but talked to Hermione. "What was that? How did you do that?"

"She did that?" Ginny asked, getting up from the floor she landed on.

"No, I did, but hold on. Did you do that?"

"I think so, but I don't know how," she answered, looking as confused as I did.

"DID WHAT?" Ginny yelled, trying to make sure that I answered her this time.

"Everybody," I started again, realizing what I needed to do. This time there was only fifteen or so. Ignoring the losses we had taken, I continued, "Don't worry about the Death Eaters you were just fighting, I've already taken care of that. I gotta go, but you guys stay here. Clean up or something." I picked up the sword I had accidentally dropped, grabbed Hermione by the arm, and ran out of the castle and back to Harry.

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Harry had already ran back The Three Broomsticks, trying to stall for time, or at least enough to develop a plan. Voldemort's shadow was approaching the door, signaling the amount of time had left. He grabbed his shirt and wiped his sweating forehead, not letting go of his wand for even a second. A perfect spell came to mind and readied himself.

"Harry, you can't run forever. I'll let you have a few more moments to pray for wellbeing, but it's worthless. And don't think I haven't place anti-disaparation spells on the building. Even the simplest of magic could help in someway," Voldemort taunted from the outside.

Harry knew he was right and searched around the place for anything that could save him for a minute or two. He couldn't find anything, but there was something moving.

Being his only chance, he had to check it out, although Voldemort would make his move in a matter of seconds.

"Hey, Tom," Harry shouted through the door, creeping up on the still moving, what seemed like, animal. "I have a question. Do you enjoy killing? I know that you love the power and possibility, but the acts that you need to commit to achieve them. Are they fun?"

"Why do you ask? Thinking of changing sides? My offer isn't open anymore. Now shut up and enjoy your last few breaths," he replied calmly.

Harry didn't need to think of anything else to say, for he had just found what he was looking for. The animal was a snake. Nagini.

Nagini stared into Harry's green eyes, and Harry stared back. It took them a moment to realize what they were doing, and remember what they needed to do. Nagini had the agility and speed, got away from Harry's grasps. The snake took a huge bite out of Harry's leg. All Harry thought was, 'not again.'

It attacked again, more fiercely than before, but Harry was ready. He dodged it and shot a bright blue flame directly at the middle of the body. Nagini instantly burst into flames, rapidly spreading for middle to head to tail.

Amazingly, Voldemort hadn't noticed, but was still outside looking at his watch.

"One minute, Harry. Get ready to die," he informed.

"Almost there," Harry responded, not really paying attention to what he said, but to the burning, dying animal in front of him.

Harry hurried forward, and dried off the snake. He then, threw it through the window, and made a break for the door. Voldemort was, at first, shocked by the noise, but then, angry about his destroyed horcrux. While he was distracted, Harry ran past him, and back to Hogwarts.