Daddy's Little Princess

Harry

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He walked over to Alice once she was alone.

''Everyone got their stash fixed up?'' She nodded and packed the left-overs into her kit.

''Good.'' He mumbled and went out into the corridor and down the hallways till he was in the entrance hall. Once there he retreated into one corner to overlook the bustle of last-minute goodbyes.

He witnessed whispered love confessions as well as outright snogging that was punished from McGonagall fiercely who had swept out of the Great Hall.

''Honestly, Mr. Goldstein and Miss Brown you are supposed to set examples for the younger students. Yes, Miss Brown even on your last day.'' Lavender looked miffed that her teacher had heard her mumblings. ''And you Mr. Goldstein, a prefect should know better, just look at Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger.'' He had trouble keeping his chuckles low, the two were just more clever at not being caught. McGonagall gave them a last glare before sending them off.

''Really, you would think they had to part now, it's still a whole train ride to go.'' She grumbled and went to move down a corridor, he flicked his wand and a sound from inside the hall had her change her direction.

'You should come to an end.' He send his patronus down the corridor and two minutes later Demelza, one of his Chasers stumbled out, straightening her clothes and giving him a thankful smile. He simply winked at her. Another minute went by and Terry casually walked pass him. He followed his retreating back and saw a flash of red.

Ginny was talking to some guy, he only saw his back so he didn't recognize him. But what was clear to see was that Ginny didn't look happy at all, she took a step back and the nameless guy followed. A move that had her eyes widen a bit in fear and he moved quickly and soundlessly closer to the pair.

''-was me who broke you in. I would probably enjoy you more now, the trouble with little virgins is that you are always so frigid.''

He growled inwardly, his Animagus instincts flaring up, moving into his personal space, but leaving room for her to move.

''Leave, before I show you what it really means to break someone in.'' He let the animal come to the surface, letting the power run through his voice and eyes. He looked him in the eyes, not blinking once, he knew now who he was. He and Ron had always enjoyed defeating the Ravenclaws more than the other two teams. He deliberately slowly took a step forwards. ''Go.''

How he would enjoy some little one on one time. The idiot squeaked like a neutered pig and ran away. Mmh, neutering now that would be an idea. He took a breath to calm himself and settle his wolf. The smell was nauseous enough without added senses.

''Are you alright?'' He asked quietly, his eyes taking in the strained smile and the glistening eyes.

''I'm fine. I'm used to it.''

His wolf growled deep down in annoyance and he shook his head, closing his eyes for a fraction of a second.

''That's the problem, you shouldn't be.'' He saw Professor Flitwick and used him as alibi.

The Charms teacher smiled at him, when he saw him come closer.

''Mr. Potter, what can I do for you?''

''Just wondering if my mother already talked to you today?''

''Yes, she did, although I hope you are reading too much into this. Never before did someone dare to attack our students on the train.''

''Hopefully it won't happen today, but better be safe than sorry.''

''If there would be a reason for an attack, Albus would know and take measures against it.'' He sighed, knowing Dumbledore's opinion already.

''I'm afraid we won't agree on that.''

''No, we don't, there is too much bad blood between your father and Albus.'' He stated sadly.

''You are clearly on his side, Professor.''

''I am, we are colleagues and friends for a long time, but your mother asked for my help and sweet fiery Lily always knew how to make a point and convince someone.'' He saw Neville walk his way.

''Thanks for your honesty and your collaboration.'' The small man nodded and went back to overlook the parting students.

He and Neville walked out of the castle and took one of the first carriages down to the train station.

They stopped for a minute next to Bill and Charlie.

''Ready for the action?'' Neville asked with a hint of amusement.

''Would be easier if the squirts would respect us.'' Charlie grumbled.

''Yeah, we weren't so obnoxious brats back in first-year.'' Bill agreed.

''I'm not sure I believe that.'' Harry joked.

''Hey watch it, I unlike you was a prefect.''

''Yeah, but I unlike you, will board this train now.'' He cheerily waved at the two grumbling redheads.

He and Neville walked down the train till they reached the last apartment, once there they set up wards and protection spells. Everything to make it more difficult for the Death-Eaters.

Looking out the window he could make out the flying squad and he saw his mother and Filius Flitwick wave their wands one last time, before apparating back to the castle.

When the clock struck eleven the whistle blew loudly, the doors closed and the train began the journey to London.

Time went by slowly for Harry and Neville, neither man felt like talking and Harry's eyes kept flicking to his wristwatch every minute. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was going to happen. The fact that the attack in Wales was supposed to happen before today was no coincidence. Voldemort was known for tactic and well thought out plans.

He walked the length of the carriage and shot a look through the window, he saw the twins making their way back to the front and handing out second helpings.

The next two hours past just as slowly as the first two.

''Hey, died out of boredom yet?'' Ron poked his head in.

Neville snorted, but Harry answered. ''Nope, but we might start to express our undying love to one another soon.''

''Well, I should leave you to it then, don't want to be the one who stopped-''

A loud noise erupted from the other side and the whole train shook with the force of what only could have been an explosion.

''Go, tell everyone to stay inside the compartments.'' Harry turned to the back and focused on the outside. At first there was no one to be seen, but five minutes later the ever slower becoming train stopped completely.

''Over there.'' Neville pointed to a darker patch a few yards away and Ron sprinted down the train, closing doors on his way.

A dozen black smoke clouds where descending from the sky like tornadoes. The train rattled again, two times louder than before, but it thankfully stayed upright and once again Harry was thankful for the existence of magic, any normal train would be laying on his side right now.

Spells and hexes began raining down on the Death-Eaters from above, he quickly looked behind him to see the corridors deserted.

''Shit.'' Neville cursed, he was looking out the window to the front of the train. ''The thing is on fire.'' Harry groaned. ''Peachy, just peachy. Let's wait a bit, before we attack, I don't want to draw attention on our real last carriage.'' Neville nodded. ''Got it, the flying squad looks fine on their own for now, anyway.''

Unfortunately the charms flickered for only a second after an onslaught of jinxes for ten minutes and that was all the enemy needed to know that something wasn't right.

One Death-Eater apparated into the compartment next to them and began making his way towards them. He and Neville went into fighting stance and immediately began attacking him, making sure to hit him before he had a chance to attack. He could only hold himself against them for four minutes before he went down.

Five more enemies apparated into the carriage and they were a lot better trained than the first one.

It took ten minutes to get rid of two of them and it was only thanks to the slightly cramped space that the Death-Eaters were incapable of closing in around the two.

Neville hit another straight in the chest who stumbled backwards into his companions.

''Well, well what do we have here?'' A cold voice said from behind the two and Harry nearly slapped himself for not making sure their back was safe. He turned around and stood back to back with Neville now, who continued the battle with the remaining two.

Right in the exit of the compartment stood Bellatrix Lestrange, wand raised and an insane smile on her lips.

He fixed his eyes on her, ready to strike if he wanted to.

''Little baby Potter wants to fight? Are you sure? Maybe you want to think it over, go back home to your mummy and hide behind her skirt.'' She mocked and walked closer.

Once she was halfway down he started with a volley of hexes and spells, that included a stinging hex, a trip jinx, the usual stupefy and a few others, but his opponent was no trainee. Many of her attacks were to dangerous to counter, he could only dodge them, which gave her a sick sense of satisfaction.

''You are not going to win.'' She sang happily.

Instead of answering he simply apparated behind her and shot her with the hurling hex. She was caught by surprise and was thrown backwards, she landed heavily on one of the benches. A groan was heard, but the next second he had to crouch down to avoid the green swirling light.

He sighed and made his decision. He put up the strongest shield charm he could manage and began his newest round of attack. He started with the blasting curse, but Bellatrix was only slightly hit.

He could see the hate in her eyes, when he fired spell after spell at her and she was reduced into a defensive position. He heard a crack from his left and saw two more cloaked figures appearing in front of Neville, shortly followed by a louder pop on his right. His heart sank for a second, before determination sat in.

He moved quickly back over to Neville, so that he had both enemies in his line of vision.

''You know some help would be really great, Nev.''

''Same here, man.''

Rodolphus began his attack surprisingly with the Unforgivables. Harry never understood the weird fascination the Death-Eaters had with them, but then again every child always claimed that the forbidden cookies taste better. Now that Bellatrix had reinforcement her behaviour changed back to being cocky and Harry was forced to defend himself and keeping Neville's back.

The air began getting heavier around them and Harry wondered why no one had stopped the fire yet.

''We have to split up. I need to concentrate on them.'' Neville said and after a second closed the door between the two wagons with a password-related locking charm.

''What's your filthy mother going to say, once I send you back to her in pieces? Or that traitor you call godfather?'' He simply ignored the insults and in between his offensive spells sent another locking charm towards the back door.

''What about your filthy little half-blood master? What will he say, if he hears you lost against me?'' He asked and put up an Anti-Apparation ward, while Bellatrix was screaming at him. ''I will teach you a lesson you muddy runt.''

''Yeah, you do that.'' He said and opened the door behind him, he locked it up again and jumped down into the trench next to the train, he sent a patronus to Neville, telling him to do the same.

He pointed his wand right at the compartment and set it on fire. Only a minute later Neville jumped down and Harry wasted no time in crushing the next wagon with a Deprimo spell.

''You okay?'' He asked and got a nod as answer.

''That won't stop them for long.''

''I know, let's go.'' He started sprinting towards the front of the train, with Neville next to them.

He saw his father and Arthur Weasley hand a portkey to a group of fifth-year Hufflepuffs. The fire was just about to spread from the third over to number four.

''How is it?''

His father answered in a flash.

''We got everyone out, Remus is pretty hurt, I don't know any details.''

''We were just waiting for you two, we are the last ones.'' Arthur said, but a flash of red got his attention. He saw Ron walk pass the window, but he was walking in the wrong direction.

''Ron! Get out of there!''

''Ron? He was supposed to leave with his last port-key five minutes ago.'' Arthur said.

A loud crash made them flinch, the Death-Eaters had obviously broken down the locking charms and were heading now their way.

''Ron. Get out now!'' He screamed again, but he couldn't see him anymore, dark smoke was filling up the fourth compartment.

''Keep them busy.'' He said to Neville and climbed on board.

He cast a bubble-head charm and made his way down the aisle, at the far end he could see the outline of a person.

''Ron?'' His friend turned around and motioned into the corner, a small trembling first-year said with his head down, coughing every few seconds.

''Once I put the charm on him, he ran away from me.'' Ron said and motioned to his own air bubble.

''Carpe Retractum.'' He said softly and a rope attached itself from his wand to the terrified kid. In every other situation he would have taken the time to explain himself, but time was luxury. He pulled on the rope quickly and the child flew in their direction. Ron and Harry caught him and he ended the spell.

''And now lets get out of here.'' He said and pushed Ron in the direction of the exit. His friend carried the first-year and he could hear the quivering voice call for his mummy. He looked out the window and saw his father, he nodded at him and James grabbed Neville and a resisting Arthur and apparated away.

Ron was just about to jump down, when he saw Bellatrix wave her wand in his direction.

''No, to the other side, Ron.'' He grabbed his arm and shoved him down to the left side. He heard the explosion behind him, just a second before he jumped down. Burning pain clouded his vision and he wasn't sure if the dizzy feeling came from Side-Along-Apparation or not.

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