Harry:

Another bird woman came swooping at him before he could cast a spell, "Reducto!" and the harpy came down to the ground almost lifeless but Harry know it's still alive because somewhat this creatures that he just saw at the books in his year in Hogwarts was somewhat invulnerable or until he could cast them into pieces.

"Harry, there's so many of them!" Ron shouted but Harry could barely hear him over the screams and horrors of the once festive Quidditch match. Harry could see what Ron meant, yes, there's lots of them, Harry reflected.

Monsters are flying in the sky, growling hellhounds at the lower grounds, half-snake and half-human ladies holding spears and bows and the unknown cloak ones that are wizards sending spells against the other lots. Steel crashed and most the pavilion is burning down, many lay dead and wounded in the lower parts and some flee out of the chaos.

"The Dark lord will return!" One of the cloaked ones cheered. "The boy who lived will die. The boy who lived must die!" after that the cloaked one closed in to where Harry and Ron was, protecting the Minister of Magic.

"Ron," Harry had the sense to warn him but Ron was busy fending off another of the cloaked one and sending the other out of bounds, the new Minister of Magic is battling against a lose Hellhound and there's some of his companions defending him.

"Harry Potter." The cloaked one that Harry is facing said in his shrilly, high voice. Harry could only see the sly smile in his mouth but nothing more; the cloak is hiding his face. "They say that you are the only one who survived the killing curse. Might be it's just the wrong one?" He chuckled and darted his wand out and shouted the curse.

"Aveda Kedavra!" A stream of green light came. Harry would dare not move because Ron might be at his back and the curse might kill Ron instead. He closed his eyes and prepared for death, the sweet kiss of death, it's only time, Harry thought. As he opened his eyes another hellhound attacked him as fast as bullet before the killing curse turned it into dust.

"Idiot!" Hermione said angrily and the cloaked one who issued the killing curse laid there, stunned.
"YOU'RE AN IDIOT HARRY!" Hermione puffed again and Harry saw Ginny.

"Why are you here?" Harry demanded.
"Long story!" Hermione answered, glaring at him. "You wouldn't want it."

Ron had rounded the cloaked ones and some of the new Minister of Magic's men had secured the area for a while, allowing them to discuss what to do.

"Neville is fighting off some Demetors in the lower ground." Hermione started, "but there's more of them, look." Hermione pointed at the sky. "We need to get out of here and make the Minister out of danger."

The dark mark still lingered in the sky, giving off a faint light of green and the snake out of the skull came slithering the sky, eating almost everything, some wizards had rode their brooms and is fighting off the others.

"How?" Ron said, "There's so many of them! We can't apparate inside Hogwarts!" he grimaced.
"Ron, I know that we can't but we have to get out of here." Hermione said and sighed.

"The order should know, the dark lord is back." Harry said faintly but the lot of them had heard him.

"They know." Ginny said and closed into Harry. He could smell her and felt her warm, Ginny smiled in assurance to him but Harry's mind is wandering. The dark lord is back. Voldemort is back.

"We need to use a portkey. I know they've set somewhere close here." Hermione stared at the Minister for answer but only one of his man answered her.

"There's one located at the Hogsmead but I think it's not safer and people are streaming in there."

"No, we can't go there. The Death Eaters are marching from there, Neville told us, Luna was there." Hermione told them. "There must be another, I know you have put it somewhere but it's mostly crowded and the Minister's safety is at risk.

"We could ran into the Dark Forest?" Ron suggested. No, not there, Harry almost protested, he first saws Voldemort in there, sucking the blood of a unicorn to stay alive, we can't go there but Ron had continued after seeing the look in the face of Hermione. "Er, we could ran there and er…. No one would think we will run there and we could make a portkey?" And then Hermione's stare transferred to the Minister.

"Surely, it's acceptable this times." The Minister of Magic agreed.

After they'd gone successfully back to the ground, Hermione gave Harry the Invisibilty Cloak and told him, "Its better we hide you from the Death Eaters and Prime Minister should too." They ran and ran and ran through the thick dense of the forest, wet grass against their feet and the cracking noise of the fallen branches, they could see the smoke out of the burning pavilions inside Hogwarts and the screams and roars grew fainter every step they took until only their panting breaths they could hear and the faint light and smoke from razed Hogwarts.

"Portus." Hermione muttered into one of the robes of the Minister's men that he have cheerfully volunteered.

"I need me a new one." He said grinning, yet still vigilant. Hermione is still working to her spells and only Harry, Ron, Ginny, the Minister of Magic and two of his men survived. The other four was caught inside the chaos and the other one was ravaged by a hellhound. All of them, bloody and sweating their wands out and ready for a fight.

"Hermione, are you done?" Ron asked Hermione but only got a slap from Ginny.
"Shut up, she's concentrating." But before Ron could complain again three of the Death Eater's appeared.

"Trying to get away?" One chuckled, it's a girl. She uncloaked her hood and they could see her eyes, blue as the stars and her hair blonde.

"Maybe calling some friends?" The other suggested but kept his hood.

"Bloody hell!" Ron said loudly, backing away as another figure came. A large man with horns, Harry and the lot of them backed away.

"Hermione. Hermione!" Ron stuttered. "There's cow-men here!"

"Minotaur." Ginny said, glaring at the other one, it's nose steaming. The girl death eater laughed and pointed her wand at Ginny.

"A smart one?" She said and laughed.

"Stupefy!" Hermione casted the spell at the silent Death Eater and he lay there, motionless. The other things came to fast. Harry had casted his spell at the woman but she deflected it right away, the Minster fended off one of the minotaur together with his two men. Ron was hit by a binding curse and the other death eater was on them but Harry casted the killing curse to him and one of the Minotaur burst into dust, the woman shouted another killing curse and hit the Minister and one of his men laid dead against the wrath of the Minotaur. Ginny was stunned as well, there's only Him, Harry and one of the Minister's men against two of the Death Eaters and one monster.

"Harry! Depulso!" Hermione screamed and the robe came flying to him and the Minotaur was startled and came charging to him too.

In a heartbeat, Harry saw Hermione twisting violently in the air and then a tall, blonde boy came out from the darkness, killing the woman death eater and the other one fled then the load roar of the monster was muffled and world came turning around, Harry's feet lost the ground and the air came from cold to colder.

He was panting and the robe burned after Harry was transported, the morning mist lingered in the grounds of another forest and the silence was making Harry deaf until the Minotaur's grunt broke it.

"Sectumsempra!" Harry accursed and severed the Minotaur's horn, it staggered a little bit before it came charging again. Harry heard someone but he wasn't sure until it called again and the Minotaur changed its attention to him. Harry stood feebly and saw the monster charging unto the stranger, "Impedemienta!" He said and it hit the Minotaur, it's charging came into a slow motion walk and as fast as the muggle appeared he killed the monster, his sword that glows faintly came prodding against the monster into dust, leaving them a single horn.

"Nice trick you got there." The stranger grinned and offered his hand, "I'm Percy. Percy Jackson."

Harry hesitated for a bit but the stranger saved him and perhaps his tattered orange t-shirt is something to trust into, he told him, self and shook his hand, "Harry. Harry Potter."