Disclaimer: This is chapter two of the fic. I'm sorry it took so long, but I'm writing two other stories, and doing nearly a truckload of homework every night. I don't own Harry Potter.
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Chapter Two: Dumblesore's Army
Ginny sat anxiously inside the Dark Arts class on the third floor. She was sitting in the third row from the back, alone, as she and the class of Slytherins and Gryffindors waited for Carrow to arrive. The Slytherins were joking, looking around the class with interest; there were whips, Potion vials, manacles, knives, and other weapons displayed around the walls and ceiling of the classroom. The Gryffindors looked worried, though they were trying to hide it from the taunting Slytherins. Ginny looked nervously around the class, wondering where Carrow was and when he would show up. Was this class going to be as horrible as Neville said? It seemed like it would be, just by looking at the instruments on the walls.
As Ginny looked at the Slytherins, wondering who would be the biggest bully this year, she caught sight of the Slytherin girl who had been pretending to read at the feast when they first arrived at school. Ginny didn't know this girl, and wondered whether she would be as vicious as most of the Slytherins were, or just a little mean. She studied the girl's face; she had olive skin, green almond-shaped eyes, and dark brown hair that was almost black. Her eyes were cold and calculating, her look snobbish and arrogant. Ginny decided that the girl was probably as cruel as the next Slytherin, and to treat her back in kind.
Just then, Amycus Carrow walked through the door, and shut it with his wand. Giggling unpleasantly as the fear of the Gryffindors became more prominent, he walked to the front of the class.
"Now, listen here you whelps," he said in an uncouth voice, looking pointedly at the Gryffindors. "Now that the Dark Lord has taken over the wizarding world, things are goin' ter be different. You're all goin' to learn the noble Dark Arts, an' any of you that don't are goin' ter suffer." he grinned nastily. "An' all you little brave Gryffindors thinkin' you can avoid it, you can't. If you don' do what I tell you, I'll Cruciate you, and make it painful."
All of the Gryffindors, whose defiance and anger were showing on their faces, glanced at each other in fear. The Cruciatus Curse was forbidden by wizarding law – or it had been. When the fake Mad-Eye Moody had been Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, he had told them that performing the curse could earn you a life sentence in Azkaban. Most of the Gryffindors held onto the small hope that Carrow was just bluffing, but Ginny knew better. She knew that Carrow would love to have the opportunity to curse them. Her hatred of him deepened and her hands tightened into fists, which she quickly unclenched
"You're all goin' ter learn the Curse," continued Carrow, "And any students who gets detention will come up here, and you'll practice on 'em. If you don' do it, then you'll be the one gettin' detention. So you Gryffindors better do what I say if you know what's good for you."
There was a surge of rebellious muttering throughout the Gryffindors, and Carrow looked at them dangerously. The muttering ceased, and the Slytherins snickered. They looked excited at the prospect of practicing the Cruciatus Curse on other students. Ginny looked at them, and it took all of her effort to mask her disgust.
For the rest of the 'lesson', Carrow continued talking about the Dark Curses he would teach, and threatening the Gryffindors. By the time the lesson was over and the Gryffindors filed out of the class, there was hate on each of their faces. Ginny felt close to nauseous, and she was filled to the brim with hate for Carrow and the Slytherins. While Carrow had gone on, talking about what would happen to those in detention, and what the class would do to them, the Slytherins had grown excited, and they now looked back at the class with smug satisfaction.
Ginny desperately felt the need to talk to Neville and Luna as she walked away from the classroom, when she was approached by Colin Creevey, who had sat in front of her during the class.
"Hey, Ginny," he said anxiously, "What are we going to do about him?" Colin gestured his head back to the classroom they were leaving behind, indicating that he was talking about Carrow. "Are we going to start up the D.A again?" he whispered.
Ginny nodded. "You still have your coin?"
Colin nodded, "Yeah. I always carry it. I even sent a picture of it home to mum and dad. They'd never seen wizard's money before."
"Good," said Ginny, her voice lowered so only Colin could hear her. "At 11:30 at night, the night after tomorrow, we're going to the Room of Requirement. Spread the word to everyone from the D.A you can, but make sure none of the Slytherins hear you."
"Sure," said Colin with a small smile, walking away towards his next class.
Ginny felt nervous; she could tell that Carrow was sadistic and would enjoy hurting people. She knew that she would most likely be tortured at some point this year when she, Neville, and Luna started up the D.A, and she was scared. She quickened her pace, heading towards the library where she could find solace in the company of her friends.
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Ginny was first to arrive at the library. She walked over a wandering copy of the Monster Book of Monsters, which immediately began attempting to eat her shoes, and sat down at a table surrounded by toppling shelves, removing her bag of schoolbooks from her shoulder and placing it on the floor. She kicked at the Monster Book of Monsters, which scurried away to find something less aggressive to devour. She looked towards the entrance of the library and saw Neville walking towards her. They made eye contact and nodded greeting, as Ginny leaned back in her chair, trying to get comfortable.
When Neville sat down at the table, he looked anxious. Ginny wanted to ask him what was wrong, but by silent agreement, they both decided to wait for Luna before saying anything. When Luna arrived, she looked more cheerful then before, although her
cheeks and schoolbag were covered with dirt. She had come from Herbology.
Ginny talked first, quickly recounting everything that had occurred in her Dark Arts class. Neville nodded as Ginny confirmed what he had said before. Luna seemed to wilt at this piece of bad news.
"I had Charms last class," said Neville in a low voice. "And he warned us, Flitwick, about the Carrows."
"So did Professor Sprout," said Luna sadly, "But then we started repotting Snargaluff pods, and that was rather interesting..."
"What did they say?" asked Ginny, wondering where the teachers stood on the Carrows, and how much they could actually control.
"Flitwick said he and the other teachers don't have authority on the Carrows," said Neville resentfully, "He said they can't control or stop anything they do."
"Professor Sprout said that she and the other Professors have been ordered to report anything bad we do to the Carrows, so they can give us detention." said Luna, seeming to wilt again. "She told us not to bother them if we can avoid it, and to do what they say. But I don't think that's what she really wants us to do."
"She probably hates them more then we do," said Neville, "But she doesn't want to see students tortured."
"Have any of you seen Malfoy since we arrived last night?" asked Ginny suddenly.
"No," said Luna, "Why?"
"He should be here, shouldn't he?" said Neville, comprehension dawning on his face as he grasped Ginny's meaning, "I should have had Dark Arts with him. You think he's with You-Know-Who?"
"I don't know," said Ginny, "Maybe. But what would You-Know-Who use him for?"
There was a short silence as the three friends wondered what specific thing You-Know-Who would need Malfoy for. They all wondered if it had something to do with Harry. Malfoy had gone to school with Harry for six years. Was You-Know-Who trying to use Malfoy's knowledge of Harry to lure or trap him somehow?
Neville let out a sigh, as Luna and Ginny released the breaths they hadn't been aware they were holding in.
"I've got Muggle Studies next," said Neville, "What about you?"
"Ginny and I have Muggle Studies together the period after you do," said Luna, "And I have Dark Arts two periods after that."
"Isn't that just wonderful?" said Ginny with bitter sarcasm, "We all get to have both Death Eater teachers in one day."
"We just have to hold on until we can get the D.A together," said Neville longingly, "Then we can start to rebel against the Carrows."
"That sounds like fun," said Luna cheerfully, perking up. "Ginny, do you think you can get stuff from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes? It was rather nice when Fred and George used their inventions on Umbridge."
Ginny smiled and Neville laughed out loud, which earned him a stern look from the passing Madam Pince. Neville controlled his laughter, and Madam Pince tsked as she walked away. At least she seemed somewhat normal.
"Yes," said Ginny, "I'm sure Fred and George would be happy to give us some supplies. I'll send in an owl-order; they're running the business from my Auntie Muriel's."
"How soon will it get here?" asked Luna, as she readjusted her necklace of butterbeer bottle corks.
"It should come in about five days once I send the letter." said Ginny, thinking fondly of her brothers' reaction to her request. "Maybe faster, depending on what they send."
Luna, Neville, and Ginny smiled and shared a look of hope, imagining the prospective chaos this would cause the Carrows.
The bell rung, and Ginny, Neville, and Luna stood up and said their goodbyes. They all felt their anxiety fall back over them like a heavy cloak as they walked out of the library. Ginny and Luna walked towards Transfiguration, and Neville headed towards Muggle Studies.
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Neville stood with Seamus Finnigan and Lavender Brown outside Muggle Studies, waiting for the class to begin. The class was a combination of Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. Micheal Corner, Terry Boot, and Anthony Goldstein were near by, and approached Neville when they noticed him.
"Hello, Neville, Seamus, Lavender." said Micheal with a nod. "Luna told Terry it's at 11:30?" He was referring to the time of the D.A meeting. Neville nodded.
"D.A?" asked Lavender. Neville hadn't gotten around to telling Seamus and Lavender about the meeting yet.
"Yeah," said Neville, "Night after tomorrow at 11:30 in the Room of Requirement."
"Finally," said Seamus, grinning, as Lavender nodded in understanding.
Just then Alecto Carrow opened the door to the classroom from the inside. She stepped out, and the two classes immediately lined up. Almost everyone had heard about what the other Carrow had said in Dark Arts class from either their friends or personal experience, and they were fervently hoping that this class wouldn't be like that.
"Inside, scum!" she sneered at the class.
The class obeyed, although not immediately. Neville sat next to Seamus on the side of the class as Lavender walked to sit next to Cho Chang in the center. Neville saw Lavender whisper to Cho; he was sure she was telling her about the D.A. Neville smiled, though he quickly erased it from his face as Carrow shut the class door with a slam and walked to the center of the classroom.
"Now, in this class, I'm going to teach you about Muggles." Carrow began nastily, as though insinuating the class was stupid.
"That's obvious," whispered Seamus to Neville, "Why does she think they call it Muggle Studies?"
"Muggles are filthy, crude, animals." said Carrow. There was rebellious muttering around the class, and anger was quickly checked. Carrow smiled, and let out a wheezy giggle. "Think I'm wrong?"
Lavender raised her hand. Carrow glared at her, but Lavender took a breath and spoke. "There's not anything wrong with being a Muggle. It's just the way you were born."
Carrow narrowed her eyes and looked at Lavender with intense dislike, although there was something else in those eyes that Neville couldn't identify. "What's your Blood Status?"
"Pureblood." said Lavender nervously, looking around at her classmates for support.
"Well, girl, you're wrong." said Carrow with a sour grin. "Muggles are no better then the filthiest of creatures. They don't even deserve to be called human."
Seamus, Neville, and indeed half the class stood up and started shouting in rage. They were enraged at the Death Eater in their school, and her insults. Many of the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws were Half-Bloods, or Muggleborns. Purebloods were the minority,
but they were offended too.
"What do you mean by that?!"
"I'm Half-Blood!"
"Are you saying my mother's an animal?!"
"Muggles are just as good as witches and wizards!"
"What kind of teacher are you!?"
"I'm a Muggleborn, you biased cow!"
"You're the filthy one, Death Eater!"
All insults and exclamations stopped as the last insult was clearly heard. Neville was the one who had said it. Enraged, he hadn't been thinking, except that Harry was Half-Blood, and many of his friends were Half-Bloods and Muggleborns as well.
Carrow grinned evilly. "Death Eater," she said, giggling, "Yes, Longbottom, I am a Death Eater."
Neville, along with the rest of the class, stood frozen with fear and amazement as Carrow continued to giggle. Neville was scared now. What had he done? Why had he said that? It had just burst out of him, the need to defend people like Harry, Hermione, and Seamus, who weren't Pureblood, from the rumors and propaganda of Carrow.
Suddenly Carrow shouted, "Crucio!" her wand pointed at Neville. No one had even seen her wand come out, she moved so fast. Neville's eyes opened in shock and he fell to the ground, writhing in pain. The pain was like white-hot fire, inside his whole body, his very bones and blood. He held on for one more moment before he screamed, trying to release the agony he felt inside him. Neville was afraid now; what if Carrow tortured him to insanity, just like his parents had been tortured? What if she killed him?
The pain stopped just as suddenly as it had started, though Neville felt like his entire body was throbbing to his heartbeat. Neville concentrated on taking deep breaths, which was difficult. He roughly pushed himself into a sitting position, and realized that the class was now deathly silent, although they were still standing up. They were all looking at Carrow with barely suppressed rage. Neville saw tears were on Lavender's and Cho's faces, although they weren't crying. Neville dimly realized that they were tears of rage.
Seamus leaned down and put Neville's arm over his shoulder, helping him stand. "I'm going to take him to the Hospital Wing." he said, his eyes flickering around the class.
"You'll do no such thing, unless you want the same thing to happen to you!" said Carrow with another nasty giggle.
Seamus seemed like he was about to argue, or bring Neville to the Hospital Wing anyway, but Neville whispered in his ear, "Don't, Seamus. She just wants an excuse to curse you too." Seamus hesitated for a moment more, but then helped Neville sit down, sitting down himself.
"In your seats!" wheezed Carrow, "Now!" The rest of the class sat down, all of them looked anxiously at Neville. "Detention," said Carrow with a sinister smile, "For Finnigan and Longbottom. And anyone else who dares insult or disobey me."
The class was deathly silent now, and they were deathly silent for the rest of the period as Carrow made them take notes on "The Animalistic Characteristics of Muggles".
When the bell finally rung, and it seemed like forever before it did, the class marched out of the class as one. When they were in the hallway, the class exploded with anger.
"How could she do that?" demanded Lavender, shaking with rage.
"Are you okay, Neville?" asked Terry Boot, putting a hand gently on Nevile's shoulder.
"Yeah." said Neville, though he felt farther from 'okay' then ever. He still hurt from the curse, and was filled to the brim with hate for both of the Carrows. But at least he was able to walk without Seamus's help now.
"I can't believe this," said Seamus, "I can't believe the other teachers would just let this happen. I'm going to talk to McGonagall."
"Maybe she'll be able to do something." added Lavender hopefully.
"Hey, Neville, do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" asked Anthony Goldstein, concern on his face, "She kept her wand on you for a long time."
"At least a minute," agreed Micheal Corner, "That's way too long to be cursed. Especially with something like that."
"No, I'm okay," said Neville distractedly.
One thought was prominent in his mind: he had to tell Luna and Ginny what had just happened. There was too high a chance that one of them would do exactly what he did, and get cursed too. He had to find some way to warn them... but maybe he wouldn't have to. Gossip spread around Hogwarts like wildfire, and he knew this was a piece of interesting gossip. He would still try to tell them.
Neville quickly ran over his schedule. He had Care of Magical Creatures now, and Ginny and Luna had Muggle Studies. There was no way he'd be able to wait for them here, Carrow would probably just curse him again, and he couldn't run to Transfiguration to warn them, because they'd already be gone. Cursing this situation, Neville waited near the Muggle Studies door as the rest of his class went to whichever class they had next. He waited as long as he could, but he didn't see Ginny or Luna, and if he didn't start running now, he'd be late to his next class. Swearing to himself at the misfortune of his situation, Neville ran down the hall, running to the Great Hall, and out the door onto the grounds.
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At dinner that night, Neville was the first to arrive. Sitting at the Gryffindor table, he was quickly eating his dinner, looking at the entrance to the Great Hall every few minutes to see if Ginny and Luna had arrived yet. Snape was once again sitting at the Staff Table, but seemed to be ignoring everyone, even the Carrows. Because of his presence, however, the students were much more subdued. Seamus was sitting next to Neville, and noticed his glances towards the entrance.
"Who're you looking for?" he asked in a low voice. There was a foreboding atmosphere around the Great Hall, which made talking in a normal volume seem taboo.
"Ginny and Luna," said Neville, just as he spotted them. When they sat down, both of them at the Gryffindor table, they seemed to be radiating anger. This was odd, especially for Luna. This told Neville that something was very, very wrong.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking from Ginny to Luna. "Does it have to do with the Carrows?"
Ginny angrily suggested that the Carrows perform several physical impossibilities. Seamus chuckled darkly. "I'd like to see that," he said.
"Carrow attacked Ginny and I in Muggle Studies." said Luna, and her mane of hair seemed to crackle, so prominent was her anger.
"Me too," said Neville, "Are you okay? Did she use the Cruciatus Curse?"
"No," said Ginny angrily, stabbing the beef she had put on her plate with her fork. "We are not okay, because 'okay' implies that we weren't cursed by a Death Eater."
"She used the Cruciatus Curse on Ginny when she stood up for Muggle rights," said Luna, "Then she cursed me when I tried to curse her, and she gave us both detention."
"She gave me and Seamus detention too," said Neville grimly, "I called her 'filthy Death Eater'. Do you know when we have it?"
"No." said Ginny, as she cut up her beef with such force, that the smaller pieces were swept off her plate.
"I tried talking to McGonagall," said Seamus, "But she said she couldn't control what the Carrows did, and to try to stay out of their way."
"She said the same in Transfiguration," said Luna, her voice softening as she glanced at McGonagall sitting at the Staff Table. "I think the Carrows have been torturing the teachers."
Seamus, Neville, and Ginny looked up at the Staff Table too. All of the teachers, with the exceptions of Snape and the Carrows, looked just as thin, tired, and pale as before.
"We have to do something about them," said Ginny, "Fast. Before things get any worse."
Luna, Neville, and Seamus nodded. They all resumed eating dinner, each thinking, pondering. They thought of what was to come, what part they would play, and they all wondered what the D.A could really do. With Umbridge, it had all been about trying not to get caught. Now, the D.A would be fighting back, no longer passively doing alternate lessons, although they would probably have lessons too. The D.A would be taken to a whole new level.
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It was the night after tomorrow, and it was 11:00. Ginny, Neville, Seamus, Lavender, Parvati Patil, and Collin and Dennis Creevey, all snuck out of Gryffindor Tower together. They had agreed to go to the Room of Requirement together, half an hour early, for two reasons. One was to give Ernie and Luna enough times to bring the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws to the Room, and another was they were safer in numbers. If they all snuck out of Gryffindor Tower at different times, taking different paths to the Room, there was more of a chance they would be caught by the patrolling Filch or Ms. Norris, as both of them were the only staff who openly supported and helped the Carrows. It was agreed that if they came upon Filch, they would jinx him using the Full-Body-Bind Curse. No one disagreed.
Neville and Ginny were at the front of the group, and they, along with the line of students in the front, had their wands lit. The group was completely silent. They were about halfway to the Room, when suddenly, Professor McGonagall stepped into their path, her own wand lit.
A few of the students raised their wands or got ready to cast the Full-Body-Bind Curse, but Ginny had enough sense to raise her fist so everyone's attention was on her. "It's McGonagall," she whispered. The whisper spread to the rest of the Gryffindors, as
McGonagall walked towards them.
"What are you doing this late at night?" she whispered angrily. "Why aren't you in Gryffindor Tower?"
None of the students were sure how to react to McGonagall. Yes, she had learned about the D.A when Harry had started it because of Marietta squealing on them, but was it okay to trust her? Ginny and Neville shared a look, silently asking each other these questions, and they came to a decision.
"We're starting up Dumbledore's Army again, Professor," said Neville nervously.
McGonagall was flustered for a moment, but then responded in a tone softer then she normally used. "Longbottom, I understand why you would want to restart this organization, really I do. But it's dangerous. Teachers, all teachers, have been ordered to patrol the school during the night. If you are found by either Snape, or Alecto and Amycus Carrow, you will be severely punished!"
"We know, Professor," said Ginny, "But that's why we have to. We can't just let them do whatever they want with us!"
"They've already cast the Cruciatus Curse on some of us," said Seamus, "They're servants of You-Know-Who. Dumbledore would want us to fight back."
Other students started to talk, to try to convince McGonagall of why the D.A needed to be restarted, when she shushed them. Everyone instantly obeyed. McGonagall carefully looked at the students.
"If you truly know what dangers you face, and are still determined, I won't stop you." She took a breath before continuing. "But be careful! The teachers who patrol are alternated on a weekly basis. I don't know who will be patrolling where or when. If Snape or the Carrows catch you... do whatever you need to in order to escape." McGonagall adjusted her hat. "Now understand, we did not have this conversation. I never saw you, and you were all asleep in your beds. Good night."
With that said, she walked around the group of Gryffindors, and continued down the corridor. The Gryffindors heaved a collective sigh of relief, and they continued on towards the Room of Requirement.
When the Gryffindors entered the Room of Requirement, Ginny and Neville in the lead, they found that the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were already there. They were reading, sitting on cushions, and pacing, waiting for the Gryffindors to arrive. The
Gryffindors filed into the Room, Dennis Creevey closing the door as the last Gryffindor entered the Room.
The three Houses exchanged hello's, as Neville, Ginny and Luna congregated together. They walked to the center of the Room, where everyone good see them. After a moment of excited muttering, the Houses fell silent. Neville and Ginny felt nervous; they weren't used to being the center of attention. Luna was calm as ever, and it was she who spoke first.
"Harry's not coming back to school this year," she said, and the crowd murmured.
"Why not?" asked Zacharias Smith, standing up. "He's the one who started the D.A. He should be here, and so should Ron and Hermione. They can't leave us to the Carrows. What're they doing anyway? No one knows where they are."
Ginny wished she could hit Zacharias Smith in the face for speaking so doubtfully of Harry, Ron and Hermione, but she was the only one who knew what they were doing and she couldn't betray the secret. It had to be kept secret; if You-Know-Who found out, he would hide his horcruxes and go after Harry, knowing where Harry would turn up.
"Shut up, Smith." she said angrily. "With the Carrows at school, if Harry came back, they'd give him right to You-Know-Who. He can't come back, but we can still have the D.A." Zacharias smith sat back down, and people looked distastefully at him, before turned turning back to Ginny, Neville, and Luna.
"The point is," continued Neville, "The Carrows aren't going to teach us; they're going to hurt us. To try and squash the rebellion out of us. They know we don't support You-Know-Who, and they want to make sure we don't do anything against him." Neville's voice grew stronger, "But we are going to stand up to them. The more they focus on us, the less they can focus on Harry, Ron and
Hermione."
The majority of the D.A smiled and nodded in approval, whispering softly to one another with rising excitement before looking back to Neville, Ginny and Luna.
"So, we're going to do two things," said Ginny, smiling in response to the D.A's approval to Neville's speech. "We've got to give real Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons, and we've got to make life hell for the Carrows."
Ginny heard approving whoops in the crowd of students, and she looked at Luna, silently asking her to say the next part. It was hard for her to say...
Luna saw Ginny's gaze and nodded, stepping forward. The D.A quieted immediately.
"But there's danger too." Luna said, not smiling. The atmosphere in the room turned tense. "The Carrows have already cruciated some of us in their classes, and we haven't even done anything against them yet. There's almost a guarantee that they'll torture us this year if we go against them."
There was a dead silence. No one seemed to be breathing. Then Cho Chang stood up nervously. "But we have to," she said, her voice wavering, but full of resolve. "We have to anyway. It doesn't matter what happens to us; they're supporting You-Know-Who. And if they got Harry, th-they'd kill him. We have to distract them."
Seamus stood up too, "Also, don't forget, You-Know-Who is responsible for all the deaths out there. Everyone who dies, it's because of him. All our cousins, uncles, our families... He's the one who's responsible for killing them. And if we get a bit bruised up for making life difficult for getting some revenge on his cronies... I say we do it. For Harry, and for us, and for Dumbledore. We're
his army!"
Nearly all the D.A stood up, cheering, wanting to do something right away. Neville quickly intervened before the situation could get out of control.
"Understand, we're not going to attack the Carrows. We have to be careful and smart about this." Every eye was on Neville, and he was looking back at everyone he could, looking into their eyes as well. "We're just going to show them that they don't have the control they think they have. That they can't control us. We're going to ignore what they tell us, and most importantly, we're not going to participate in their classes. Insult them at every chance you get. Just make sure you don't get hurt too much."
The D.A was serious now, and it seemed, as Neville looked at their faces, that they understood the risks. But they still seemed determined. At least they understood the risks.
"So what do we do now?" asked Lavender Brown.
"Now," said Neville, "We go to bed. When we come up with a time to meet, Ginny, Luna, or I will send you the date and time on your galleons."
Soon after, the Houses organized themselves and left the Room of Requirement. Everyone was thinking of what had been said, and what it meant. All the students from the three Houses were wondering how far they could push the Carrows before the Carrows pushed back. All of them wondered, in the deep recesses of their minds, would they survive the year unscathed? But each knew that, even with the risks, they would fight on anyway. They were Dumbledore's Army after all...
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