A/N:- Keep on reviewing, it keeps me going lmao

The announcement that the Ministry was under attack brought about several reactions, the Auror's all looked to Dumbledore for instructions, Dumbledore just frowned at the reaction of the Soldiers who all stood up and started to check all their weaponry was loaded.

"Diggle, call the Order together, we need to discuss how we are going to respond to this attack." Dumbledore said, causing Harry to stare at him in amazement.

"Discuss?" the soldiers laughed, "No Dumbledore, this is a War, you don't discuss a war, you fight a war. You!" Harry barked at Diggle, "Get as many able fighters as you can and get them to the Ministry." Diggle looked at Dumbledore for confirmation, "I mean NOW!" Harry roared, causing the man to jump into action and head for the fire place, "The rest of you, that includes you old man," Harry said, nodding to Dumbledore as Diggle disappeared in a flash of green flames, "Get up and get ready to follow us and fight."

Dumbledore stood in shock as Harry moved to the fire place, followed by two men who had smoke grenades in their hands. Harry threw a hand full of floo powder into the fire place and shouted Ministry of Magic and the two men threw the smoke grenades through.

"Come on lads, nice, clean dispersal this time, check your corners and don't leave a hostile alive behind you." Harry said as he got his rifle into position, a round or 'Yes, Sarge!' was the reply as they, one by one, headed through the still green flames.

Dumbledore was shocked, that had been so quick it had left him speechless, but he quickly gathered his wits and the remaining three aurors and himself quickly headed to the ministry.

What greeted him was not what he expected, there were Death Eater corpses everywhere, blood soaked the ground from their shattered and broken bodies. Dumbledore could tell, even through the smoke filled room that none were alive. He mourned for the loss but quickly shook himself out of it as he heard more gun fire from deeper inside the Ministry.

When they arrived at where the fighting was going on, he had trouble keeping up, the five soldiers move so quickly, throwing open a door, storming inside, shot after shot being fired on Death eaters that had no idea how to defend themselves from the muggle weaponry, then a shout of 'Clear' being heard and the process started with the next room.

The fighting eventually descended into the Department of Mysteries, which, from the amount of Death Eaters their were, seemed to be their objective.

Harry growled as he pulled out his hand gun and shot a crawling Death Eater in the head. He turned to shout at Dumbledore about getting his men to do something, but as soon as he turned round, he saw a Death Eater in his knees, pointing his wand at the back of Tonk's, who from the looks of it had just finished dueling with him. Time seemed to slow as he watched the end of the wand glow green and the killing curse start to leave the wand and head towards Tonk's. He started to run, hoping that he would get to her before the curse hit her. He shouted her name, causing her to stop and look at the curse, she froze in place a look of horror on her face. The curse was getting closer and closer, as was Harry, still he didn't know if he would make it or not. He pulled out his pistol as he ran, unloading shot after shot into the kneeling Death Eater, who's body erupted in a fountain of blood from where the 9mm rounds shattered through his body.

Finally he got to her, his body smashing into her own, just as the curse streaked over them. He looked down at her, she was on her back, with him on top of her. The pair stared at each other, both lost in the moment, but it was taked away as gunfire broke into their world, "Later," he said to her as he pushed himself up.

He was just in time to see the last of the Death Eaters go down in a hail of gunfire. He started to speak but a side door opened and someone walked into the room who's very presence made Harry's blood boil.

"Ah Potter, long time no see, I see that you have changed a bit from the last time we fought." The snake like man said gesturing to the broken bodies of the Death Eaters.

Harry didn't even reply, he just raised his pistol that was still in his hand and started firing, lucky for Voldemort, there were only three rounds left in the magazine, and he was just out of range for the pistol, so the rounds that did hit him didn't kill him.

The snake like man cried in agony and appirated away. Leaving Harry pointing his pistol at where he stood, panting for breath a furious look on his face and his pistol gripped with both white knuckled hands.

"Sarge, was that?" A voice asked him, Harry lowered the pistol.

"Yes, that was Voldemort," Harry sighed, "right usual clean up, count the dead, count the collateral damage, if any, and report back to me." The four members of his squad nodded and dispersed to carry out their orders.

Harry put away his pistol and turned to Dumbledore, "Where is your back up? Honestly Dumbledore you couldn't organize a good fuck in a brothel."

Dumbledore was once again speechless, "Harry, do you have any idea the number of people you killed?"

Harry snorted, "I have killed any people, enemies, yes, monsters that rape and kill, yes, but people, no."

Dumbledore looked sad, "but they could be redeemed, Harry."

"No, Dumbledore, no, that is why you were losing this war, you were not willing to do what must be done to win. Its called war for a reason, people die, people get killed. That's the purpose of war, but you try to take the moral high ground and say," harry put on Dumbledore's voice, "'At least we don't kill people.' but instead you capture them, don't even get proper intelligence off them, and imprison them, only for Voldemort to break them out so they can carry on raping and killing innocents. My way they are out of the picture for good, they can't carry on with their atrocities."

Dumbledore stood in shock, he had just been dressed down by someone who was well over a hundred years younger than him. The worst part about that is that he couldn't fault the logic, even though he didn't like it.

The clean up went smoothly with the arrival of the Order a goo twenty minutes after the fighting had stopped causing Harry to shake his head.

Tonk's had come up to him just as everyone else had floo'd back to Hogwarts, "Thanks for that Harry, you saved my life." Harry looked at Tonk's who was blushing and looking at her feet, he couldn't remember her looking quite so, beautiful as she now did, "I don't know how to repay you."

Harry smirked, "Well, I'll tell you what, me and you get a coffee together tomorrow, and we'll call it quits, how about it?"

Tonks looked at him in shock, "Harry your like five years younger than me."

Harry grinned, "So? Yes or No?"

Tonk's was shocked, but reasoned, it was only coffee, what harm could it be?

"Yes."