St. Mungos Hospital

Artemis was just talking to his friends when there was a sudden explosion that rattled everything. He jumped up quickly and walked to the side of the room. He could here running, shouting, and incantations. It was obvious there was a battle.

Now the smart thing to do would be sit tight and wait it out, but Artemis's conscience wouldn't let him do that. Artemis silently cursed these newfound morals and opened the door carefully. He looked out to see all-too familiar cloaked people shooting spells randomly at the fighting healers. Artemis quickly ran back into his room and grabbed some potions.

He walked back into the hall and uncorked the potion bottles. He then threw them against the floor near the cloaked people.

"GAH!" one of them shouted as potion splashed all over them. Every thing that was touched the potion suddenly expanded or shrunk in huge/tiny proportions.

"Artemis!" someone called from behind him. Artemis whirled around to see Mrs. Weasley trying to battle off some other cloaked people.

"Mrs. Weasley, are you-"

"Never mind that! Get out of the building. You may be able to heal but you can't hold your own!" she shouted over the din. Artemis scowled for a moment than relented. He didn't have anymore magic anyway, and he would just get in the way if he stayed. He ducked into the stairwell and ran down to the main lobby, only to be greeted by more battling pairs.

Artemis saw some people bleeding to death on the ground. There was no way his conscience would let him leave now. He quickly cast his eyes to and fro for a way to help them. Then they fell on the window. It was a full moon out!

Artemis barely registered the fact he was probably asleep for the entire day if it was full moon and he reached into his pocket and brought out a plexiglass sphere filled with earth and an acorn. He had never been so grateful he had decided to hack into Foaly's database and copy the blueprints for the device. He ducked out the door and ran to a small patch of earth that was in the cracks of the cement. As soon as the acorn was buried, magic vaulted through Artemis's system and some stray sparks healed little scratches he picked up. He ran back into the building and kneeled next to one of the fallen people.

Artemis wiped the blood away to see a horribly scarred young man with fiery red hair almost identical to Ron, Fred and Georges. Artemis decided he was a big brother. Artemis laid his hands on one of the many wounds.

"Heal," he whispered. Magic scurried down his fingers and sowed up the skin. The man abruptly woke up and sat up.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Artemis. And you might want to get back into the fray…" Artemis said, gesturing to the all-around chaos around them. The young man nodded and ran back in. Artemis jumped up and bolted to the next dieing person.

I really need to learn to run more. Artemis thought to himself. This person wasn't someone he knew, but he still firmly put his hands on the victim's chest and allowed the blue sparks to run down his hands. Suddenly, someone hit him over the head and he knew no more.

The LEP HQ medical wing

Qwan stopped talking to his friends when there was a sudden chorus of screams from the outside. Butler looked out the window.

"There are the cloaked people from before, and the goblins are helping them." Butler growled. A sudden alarm went off and a screen on the far wall lit up and Gnommish letters quickly flicked across it.

"It looks like the goblins broke out of Howler's Peak, too." Foaly moaned. Mulch jumped up.

"What should we do?" he asked. Qwan looked up.

"We need to get to Harry's world and meet up with the others. I don't think their world is exactly in good condition either, and Artemis would probably be able to figure out how to handle two World's Wars at the same time." Qwan said. Foaly looked a little disgruntled but nodded grudgingly.

"Did anyone bring the crystal orb?" Minerva asked. Mulch dropped the little pack he was carrying and carefully took the orb out.

"Old habits die hard. I grabbed it before we all left." Mulch said it sheepishly. Doodah shrugged.

"Every time I go to the surface I find myself shoplifting fish without my knowing. You're not alone." Doodah said. Qwan rolled his eyes and took the orb. It started to rattle and it started through its normal routine, though there was even more navy in it than last time.

It is reacting to the entity's magic. Qwan thought. Now how did I know that? He shrugged off the question, as the portal opened to show what looked like the inside of a cave with Holly, No1, and a particularly red-faced elf.

Trouble, Foaly, Butler, and Mulch's eyes momentarily widened just before everyone but Foaly disappeared into the portal. Foaly looked confused for a moment than shook his head. It was probably a trick of the light. There was no way Root was alive. Foaly trotted to the Ops booth and locked it. He sat down on his specially modified swivel chair and began typing. At least they were wearing the communication equipment. Foaly thought. He looked through his one-sided windows. I think I'm going to help out the field operatives too.

A/N

You all are probably wondering if I have fallen ill or something with my lack of a good cliffie, the truth its, I haven't. I couldn't continue without adding on about a whole other chappie, so you are free of a demonic cliffhanger for now. Now, for questions! What hit Artemis over the head? Where is he now? How is everyone going to react to the fact Root is alive? How did the goblins break out of Howler's Peak, and more importantly, why were they helping the Death Eaters? Eventually, these questions will be answered, my readers. I own nothing. REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! How many times do I have to say it? REVIEW!!