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List of POVs:

Bella – BPOV

Edward – EPOV

Renesmee – NPOV

Jacob – JPOV

Alice – APOV

Jasper – JasPOV

Emmet – EmPOV

Rosalie – RPOV

Harry – HPOV

Ron – RonPOV

Hermione – HerPOV

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25. Fight

BPOV

"Jane," I hissed.

Jane's smug smile widened. "Nice to see you, Bella. I've had the pleasure of meeting up with your daughter."

With a cry of rage I sprung forward, but Edward caught me around the waist and pulled me back.

Jane grinned, her scarlet eyes sparkling, and she looked past us at Harry, Hermione and Neville. "So these are the humans we're after. I shouldn't be surprised to see your family protecting them."

"No," agreed Edward flatly, "You shouldn't."

Jane sighed in faux disappointment. "We should let our masters know they're here, don't you think, boys?" she said to the two Death Eaters on either side of her.

One of the men smirked and turned to shout, "WE'VE GOT THEM! IN AN OFFICE OFF…"

"Silencio!" cried Hermione, stealing the man's voice.

Jane grinned brighter. "Not bad, human. You have talent. It's a shame you smell so good."

The other Death Eater started forward, and this time Harry stopped him. "Petrificus Totalus!"

The man's arms and legs snapped together, and he went stiff, falling forwards to the floor with a thump.

I took the chance to leap at Jane, my hands clawed and lips pulled back over my teeth.

"Get the others out of here!" yelled Edward over his shoulder at Alice and Jasper as he jumped at Jane from the side.

I didn't turn, but I supposed they had left, because the silent Death Eater chased after them. I grabbed Jane's arm and bit down on her shoulder. She screeched in pain and snapped her teeth at my face. I locked both her hands behind her back, pushing her head to the side with my other arm, exposing her neck to Edward, who approached us slowly.

Jane went still, smiling directly at Edward. My husband stopped, shuddering in pain. He clenched his teeth together, and I could see the agony in his face as she burned him with her mind.

I tightened my hold on Jane and leaned forward to hiss in her ear. "Stop!"

I watched Edward wince but make no other sound, and he dropped to his knees. I snarled, my grip on Jane loosening fractionally in my anxiety.

Before I realised what was happening, Jane spun to face me and sank her teeth into my forearm. The pain of her venom made me release her, and she fled the room, knowing she couldn't win against us.

I rubbed my arm, trying to take away the sting, hissing at the faint burn. The wound was already healed, and a silvery scar now marked my otherwise flawless skin.

Edward got to his feet and embraced me for barely a moment, before heading in the direction Alice and Jasper had gone with the others.

The scent of fresh blood reached my nostrils and we quickened our pace urgently. We heard Harry shout "PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"

We entered the next room to find the Death Eater fall forward, his body bound together with Harry's curse. Alice and Jasper had frozen, their eyes unfocused, staring at Neville, who was clutching his nose from which blood was pouring. They came to their senses when we joined them, shaking their heads to clear the bloodlust.

"What happened to Jane?" Jasper asked immediately, holding his breath against the sweet scent of Neville's blood.

"She ran," replied Edward, "What happened in here?"

"We made them hide again. Dolohov," said Alice, pointing at the Death Eater on the floor, "cursed Hermione first. She's only unconscious, but her pulse is faint. Jasper and I were about to attack Dolohov when he kicked Neville in the face and broke his nose, which stopped us. Harry used petrificus totalus on him, and then you came in."

Alice picked up Hermione from where she was crumpled on the floor and swung her over her shoulder.

"Is she okay?" asked Harry desperately.

Alice nodded. "She's alive. Come on, we need to find the others."

We returned to the spinning room, and five people and one wolf tumbled through another door.

"You guys okay?" I asked, assessing them.

Ron seemed to be delirious, giggling uncontrollably, and Emmett supported Ginny, who was limping on a swollen ankle. Jacob's fur was matted with blood, but I couldn't tell if it was his or someone else's.

Rosalie nodded. "I think so. Ron's gone insane and Ginny broke her ankle but otherwise we're fine. Have you seen any of the Volturi?"

Edward nodded. "Jane caught up with us. She ran away, but not before she bit Bella."

Emmett looked at me, worried. "You alright Bells?"

I nodded, holding up my arm to show him. "Yeah. The venom stings a little, but it's already healed."

"What happened to Hermione?" asked Ginny in concern, wincing when she stood on her broken ankle.

"Dolohov jinxed her," replied Alice grimly.

"Is she okay?"

"She should be."

"We need to get out of here," I muttered, "We need to find Renesmee."

No sooner had I said this than another door burst open. Bellatrix Lestrange led three other Death Eaters in. On seeing us, Bellatrix shrieked, "There they are!"

"Get out of here!" Edward yelled at our friends, just as jets of red light shot around the room. I grabbed Luna and sprinted to the nearest door, the others on my heels.

Emmett entered the room last, carrying Ginny, and slammed the door behind him.

"Colloportus!" shouted Harry, locking the door against our enemies.

"It doesn't matter!" cried a male from the other side of the door, "There are other ways in – WE'VE GOT THEM, THEY'RE HERE!"

Jasper and Emmett stood guard at the door in case any Death Eaters got in, and the rest of us looked at our surroundings.

"Where are we?" I whispered.

The room was dark, and cluttered with desks. In the very centre of the room was a tank filled with greenish liquid and odd-looking things floating around in it. I studied the things. They were slightly rounded, with tentacle-like bits trailing behind them. With a wave of horror, I realised the things were in fact brains.

"Ugh!" I exclaimed, backing away from the tank, feeling sick.

I heard running footsteps outside the room, and something slammed hard into another door.

"Lock the doors!" yelled Harry, "Colloportus!"

Luna ran towards one of the doors. "Collo –aaaaargh!"

The door had slammed open and half a dozen Death Eaters came running in, sending Luna flying through the air. Rosalie caught her before she could slam into a desk, but she was already unconscious.

Bellatrix Lestrange bee-lined for Harry, and he ran from her, up to the other end of the room.

Ron was still delirious. "Hey!" he giggled, "Hey, Harry, there are brains in here, isn't that weird, Harry? Look – Accio brain!"

"No, don't!" I shouted, but the brain was already flying towards his outstretched hands. The second it came into contact with his skin, the tentacle things started wrapping themselves tightly around his body. Ron tugged at the tentacles, but they only tightened against his chest and he started to turn red from lack of oxygen.

I ran to him and started pulling at the tentacles and, when that didn't work, I sliced through them with my teeth. It was still difficult to free him, and he started to lose consciousness, his eyes rolling into the back of his head while I snapped my razor-sharp teeth at his bonds. Once I had freed him, I left him lying on the floor and turned back to the others who were still fighting the Death Eaters. Only my family and Neville were still on their feet, shooting spells back and forth. Harry dashed out of the room as I turned to look for him, and he was pursued by Death Eaters.

I heard a dog-like yelp and spun around to see Jacob sink to the ground in a pile of reddish fur. I leapt at his attacker with a snarl, but stopped when I caught the scent I had been looking for.

"Renesmee!" I shouted, sprinting for the next room. The others followed me, still shooting curses over their shoulders.

The hall was circular, with stone steps lining the walls down to a veiled archway in the exact centre of the room. Harry stood in front of the arch, panting heavily. My family ran to his side and faced the ten oncoming Death Eaters.

"Potter, your race is run," said Lucius Malfoy with a smirk, "now hand me the prophecy like a good boy. There are ten of us and only one of you."

"What are we then?" I yelled, "He's not alone! He's got us!"

"And me!" shouted Neville, running down the stairs. Before he could get far, one of the Death Eaters seized him from behind.

Malfoy chuckled harshly. "You seven aren't a match for us."

Emmett leaned forward with a snarl to prove him wrong.

"Oh, you won't attack us," drawled Malfoy, not sounding the least bit worried, "You don't want your little hybrid to get hurt, now, do you?"

Another door opened and eight newcomers entered, and lined up behind him. On Malfoy's right stood Jane, Alec and Felix, and beside him on his left was Aro, Marcus, Caius and Demetri.

Snarls ripped from my chest ferociously, but I made no move to attack, as Demetri was holding Renesmee, his teeth at her throat. Around me, the rest of my family echoed my growls.

"Lovely to see you again, Cullens," said Aro, smiling pleasantly.

"Why would you join these foul humans?" demanded Jasper.

"It's nothing personal," Aro assured us, "but we figured it's safer to have these powerful wizards allied with us, rather than against. They would be a threat to our kind otherwise."

"So it has nothing to do with destroying us?" I asked sarcastically, my eyes never straying from Renesmee.

"Why, dearest Bella, it would cause me much grief were anything to happen to your coven!" he replied in innocent surprise.

In response, I crouched lower, letting out a hiss.

"Now, Potter," continued Malfoy as though our exchange with Aro hadn't happened, "give me the prophecy."

Harry pushed past us, ignoring our sounds of protest, and faced Malfoy bravely. "Let the others go and I'll give it to you," he bargained, sounding desperate.

A few of the Death Eaters chuckled, and Aro laughed in delight.

Malfoy turned his attention to Neville, who was struggling in the Death Eater's grip. "It's Longbottom, isn't it?"

"Longbottom?" repeated Bellatrix Lestrange gleefully, "Why, I have had the pleasure of meeting your parents, boy."

Neville roared in outrage, and Bellatrix grinned in excitement. "Let's see how long Longbottom lasts before he cracks like his parents…unless Potter wants to give us the prophecy."

"DON'D GIB ID DO DEM!" shouted Neville under his broken nose.

Bellatrix's smile widened and she raised her wand. "Crucio!" she yelled.

The hall filled with echoes of Neville's piercing screams of agony until Bellatrix lowered her wand.

"Is that not enough persuasion?" she asked sweetly, "That was just a taster!"

Jane stepped forward and looked at Aro with her angel's face. She reached out to take his hand and ask him a silent question. "May I, Master?"

Aro hesitated, his face abruptly expressionless. "If you must, Jane dear."

Jane turned to smirk at me evilly, before she turned to Renesmee, a smile on her face. My daughter trembled and turned white, knowing what was coming.

"NO!" I roared.

Jane beamed and Renesmee's fearful whimpers morphed into full on shrieks of agony.

That did it.

I tasted bitter fury on my tongue as I launched myself at Jane. Venom filled my mouth, and I spat it in her eyes, before biting down hard on the side of her face, ripping off stony flesh.

Jane snarled, enraged and in pain, and fought back, her brother joining her.

Through the feral snarls we were emitting, I was vaguely aware that my attack had begun the fight among everyone else. Whilst I fought Jane and Alec, Edward was wrestling with Demetri, who had released Renesmee.

"Renesmee, get out of here!" I yelled, dodging Alec who jumped at me, "Go with Harry and Neville and hide!"

I didn't see if she escaped or not, because at that moment Jane bit down on my finger, hard, and it broke away from my hand. I shrieked and hissed in pain, and jumped at her throat. Before I could bite her, though, she screamed in agony and crumpled to the floor.

I looked around to see who had hit her, and saw Harry pointing his wand at her with trembling hands. Alec, angered by the attack on his sister, pounced at Harry, and I pointed my wand at his back.

"Crucio!" I shouted. He halted mid-leap and fell to the ground, cracking the stone floor, writhing in pain.

I crouched down to retrieve my finger from Jane. "It's about time you got a taste of your own medicine," I snarled, and she hissed back at me.

I ran to Harry and grabbed him by the shoulder. "You need to get out of here!" I told him. I dragged him to where Renesmee and Neville were hiding behind the stone dais, and reattached my finger.

"Mum," whimpered Renesmee, "Mama!"

I pulled her into my arms and held her tight, my eyes burning with venom. "It's okay, baby. It's okay. I've got you."

Renesmee wept into my shoulder, and I rocked her back and forth for a moment before unwillingly pulling away.

"I've got to help the others," I told her.

"No!" she protested, "No, Mum, stay!"

"I have to, sweetheart." I planted a kiss on her forehead, before turning away to rejoin the fight.

Somewhere in the mayhem, Sirius, Mad-Eye, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Tonks and Remus had appeared, and were battling alongside my family. I was surprised to see that Jane, Alec and Demetri were the only members of the Volturi who were fighting, whilst the rest stood back and watched the battle, their expressions ranging from calm indifference to mild fascination.

Something about the look on Aro's face – eager and entertained – made me want to attack him, but I made myself focus on the immediate threats.

I rushed to help Kingsley, who was duelling two Death Eaters at once, and started firing spells at his opponents. With my assistance, the two Death Eaters were soon unconscious, and Kingsley rushed off to help Rosalie. I became aware of the scent of fresh blood permeating the air, and snapped my head around to see that Mad-Eye had fallen.

I leaped at his attacker, who was pointing his wand at Harry and Neville, and I fell with him to the ground. On the way down, his forehead smashed into the side of the dais, and blood started trickling down his face, which was very close to mine. The way I was crouched above him, his wound was right under my nose, and I was overwhelmed by bloodlust. I leaned over him, breathing in deeply, and he might have tried struggling under my weight, but I was beyond noticing. All I could think about at that moment was the sweet smell of hot, wet, delicious blood. When the Death Eater saw my eyes glaze over, he must've realised what was happening, and his pulse picked up in fear.

That was when I lost control.

I flicked my tongue out onto the wound over his eye, and the taste exploded in my mouth. I licked up the trail of blood, from his chin to his forehead, and he thrashed around, trying to escape. I held his arms down tight, and felt the bones snap under my strong grip. The Death Eater lifted his head to shriek and scream, exposing his throat to me. I bent my head forward, pulling my lips back over my teeth…

My teeth had just about grazed his skin when steel-like arms wrapped around me, yanking me back.

"No, Bella!" shouted Edward, "Stop! This isn't you! Stop!"

I writhed against his arms, kicking and clawing in my desperation to get back to my meal, and I even sunk my teeth into his wrist, but he held me tight, despite his low hiss of pain.

"Stop, Bella!" he shouted again, dragging me further away from my prey.

The further away from the Death Eater I got, the more my head cleared and the red haze of bloodlust faded, until I was myself again.

"Oh God," I gasped, and Edward's restraining arms dropped. I turned and hugged him tightly around the waist. It was a minute before I realised we weren't being attacked, and it had gone relatively quiet.

"What's happened?" I asked, looking around. Albus Dumbledore was there, standing at the top of the stone steps, and in the centre of the room stood most of the Death Eaters, bunched together as though tied in place by invisible ropes. The Volturi had ceased to fight, and Aro was communicating silently with Marcus and Caius. Tonks was unconscious, Mad-Eye was still on the ground, but awake, and Remus' face was crumpled in pain, although I didn't see any injuries on him. Only two of our allies were missing. "Where's Sirius? And Harry?"

Edward's expression turned grave, and I felt panic build up in my chest. "Who?" I asked, my voice no more than a whisper.

"Sirius," he replied in a flat voice.

I hugged him tighter in grief. "And Harry?"

"He's gone after Bellatrix."

I stepped back and looked up at him anxiously. "But he'll do something stupid! He'll get hurt!"

I turned and sprinted out of the room, following Harry and Bellatrix's scents. The trails led out of the Department of Mysteries, and I ran to the lifts, which took me up to the Atrium. When it jolted to a stop, I wrenched the door open, destroying a couple of the iron bars.

Harry and Bellatrix were shooting spells back and forth. Bellatrix was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Accio prophecy! ACCIO PROPHECY!"

From behind the large golden statue in the centre of the hall came Harry's harsh laughter. "Nothing there!" he shouted, "Nothing to summon! It smashed and nobody heard what it said, tell your boss that!"

I flitted to Harry's side behind the fountain so fast that Bellatrix wouldn't be able to see me. "Don't anger her, Harry," I whispered, and he jumped at the sound of my voice.

"No!" shrieked Bellatrix, "It isn't true, you're lying! MASTER, I TRIED, I TRIED – DO NOT PUNISH ME…"

Harry opened his mouth to shout back, but I clapped my hand over his mouth and froze, staring at the figure that had materialised before us.

"Shit," I cursed.

The man was even paler than me, with such bright scarlet eyes that, were he less inhuman-looking, I could easily have mistaken him for a newborn vampire. I stopped breathing when the man – Voldemort – pointed his wand past me at Harry.

"So, you smashed my prophecy?" Voldemort asked in a soft, but high, cold, voice. Bellatrix fell to her knees, grovelling pitifully. "Be quiet, Bella," he told her, and I frowned at our shared name.

"But Master – he is here – he is below…" She was trying to warn him of Albus, I realised.

"I have nothing more to say to you, Potter," he murmured, ignoring Bellatrix and myself, "You have irked me too often, for too long. AVADA KEDAVRA!"

The jet of green light advanced on Harry, and I leapt into action, tossing the boy to the ground and jumping protectively in front of him.

"Bella? Bella!"

The darkness that had overwhelmed me faded, and I blinked several times. I was lying on the floor, and Harry was leaning over me, looking worried. He exhaled in relief when I responded, and I realised I must have been hit with the killing curse. I was vaguely surprised that my shield hadn't protected me. Perhaps the curse was less like Alec's talent than we'd originally thought.

I sat up, just as a streak of green light bounced on the marble floor just inches from us. I sprang to my feet instantly and flung Harry behind the golden fountain, from which I noticed the statues were gone. Looking around, I saw that they had come to life, and the witch was pinning Bellatrix to the ground while the centaur circled Voldemort, who was currently shooting killing curses at Albus Dumbledore.

"How long was I out?" I whispered, hovering over Harry to ensure no spells got past me.

"A few minutes," he breathed back.

"There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!" snarled Voldemort, continuing a conversation I had missed.

"You are quite wrong," Albus contradicted him calmly, "Indeed, your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness."

Voldemort sent another curse at him, and the golden centaur jumped in front of Albus, taking the blow in his stead. On impact, the green light shattered the centaur into thousands of tiny fragments of stone. Dumbledore conjured a fiery whip from the tip of his wand, and flung it at Voldemort. It wrapped itself around Voldemort's body and engulfed him entirely in flames, but before Albus could win, the fire turned into a serpent. Voldemort vanished for a moment, before reappearing behind Albus, and I watched him raise his wand as the snake struck.

"Look out!" shouted Harry automatically.

Albus didn't have enough time to react, and then his pet phoenix, Fawkes, swooped down in front of its master. The curse hit it, and it burst into a huge ball of flame, shaking the entire room.

I threw myself over Harry to protect him from falling chunks of ceiling, and felt them hit my back with enough force for it to hurt a little.

When we looked up again, Voldemort had gone and all was silent apart from Bellatrix's wailing. I climbed to my feet, helping Harry up.

"Stay where you are, Harry!" shouted Dumbledore. His voice was full of fear, which frightened me and made me understand the worst was yet to come. I crouched in front of Harry, my eyes darting around looking for a potential threat, but finding none.

Then Harry yelled in pain and collapsed to the floor, his legs crumpling beneath him. He writhed and thrashed around, and I could only compare the display to the vampire transformation. Then he spoke, and his voice was high and cold.

"Kill me now, Dumbledore," he hissed, even as he screamed in agony, "If death is nothing, Dumbledore, kill the boy…"

From the look on Harry's face, he wanted Albus to do as Voldemort said, but the old wizard only watched, his face agonised.

Then Voldemort was standing in front of Bellatrix, and they disappeared. At the same moment, Ministry workers flooded into the Atrium, arriving for their work days.

I dropped to my knees beside Harry, who was no longer thrashing around but now lay shivering violently, and I smoothed his hair back.

"Are you alright, Harry?" asked a voice from behind me, and I automatically acted defensively, jumping to my feet in a fraction of a second and spinning around, letting out a low hiss. I relaxed when I saw it was only Albus, who was looking down at Harry in concern.

"Y-yes," stuttered Harry, but he was trembling so badly that he couldn't lift himself up properly.

Dumbledore leaned forward to pull Harry to his feet, but I stopped him. "Let me." I scooped Harry up in my arms effortlessly and placed him on his feet. He was still shaking, so I put my arm around his back to support him.

Albus turned to me. "Thankyou for all your help, Bella. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I replied truthfully, "But Edward…Renesmee…"

"Your husband and daughter are both safe, as are the rest of your family. Your father is in the Department of Mysteries with them now."

"Carlisle? How did he know..?"

"Severus contacted him as soon as he realised you had left Hogwarts."

"Remind me to send Severus a card or something," I muttered, distracted. Albus cracked a tiny, worn-out smile.

A man I recognised from photographs in the Daily Prophet as Cornelius fudge, the Minster for Magic, approached us, looking completely baffled. "Melrin's beard!" he was mumbling, "Here – here! – In the Ministry of Magic! – great heavens above – it doesn't seem possible – my word – how can this be..?"

"If you proceed downstairs into the Department of Mysteries, Cornelius, you will find several escaped Death Eaters contained in the Death Chamber, bound by an Anti-Disapparation Jinx and awaiting your decision as to what to do with them," said Albus calmly.

Mr Fudge, only now noticing us, jumped in fright and almost fell over. "Dumbledore!" he gasped, sounding amazed. "What happened?"

"We can discuss that after I have sent Harry back to Hogwarts," he replied, still calm.

"Harry…Harry Potter?" Mr Fudge spun around and stared at Harry, and I tightened my hold on the boy ever so slightly. "He – here? And who's the girl?" He looked at me closely, before jumping back in horror, "She's a vampire! Why – what's all this about?"

"I shall explain everything when Harry is back at school," repeated Dumbledore firmly. He strolled over to where the golden statue of the now decapitated wizard's head lay, and tapped it with his wand. "Portus." He turned back to us. "Take this Portkey, Harry," he told him.

I led Harry forward, still supporting his trembling weight, and stopped in front of the golden statue head. Before I let him go, I threw my arms around him and hugged him with as much strength I could use without hurting him.

"Thankyou for helping Renesmee," I murmured sincerely, "You are a great person, Harry."

Harry nodded numbly, his face blank, as he leaned down to touch the Portkey.

"One…" muttered Albus, "…two…three…"

Then Harry was gone.