The Burrow Fight
Summary: Harry Potter is in a coma! While staying at the Burrow he is the innocent bystander of a horrible accident. Will Harry wake up? And who's going to fight the army of Death Eaters that decided to show up?
Warnings: Violence, Stupidity between family members
Pairings: Various mentioned
Disclaimer: I own nothing! I'm just playing with them for a while
Harry = Thoughts
Harry = Speech
2. Come back to us
Harry swam in a sea of black mist. He stayed away from the painful white mist in the corner. Slowly the painful mist got smaller and smaller as his pain disappeared. The black mist made him happy, took the worries away. But for some reason he knew that the white mist was important. The black mist offered him more comfort but it felt a little off.
"I'm tired of the pain. Why can't I stay?" The white mist in the corner seemed to call out to him, demanding that he face it. Yet the black mist spoke of safety and comfort, it wanted him to stay. Whatever he wanted, he could have if only he would stay.
"Why leave? Aren't you happy here? How can we make you happy?" Over and over again the black mist whispered. But something was wrong. It felt as if he shouldn't be here at all. Were those voices coming from the white mist in the corner? They were crying. Crying for him. But why? What was wrong with him? There was no pain, no tears, just comfort.
"Harry please! Please come back!"
"Back? Back where? I've always been here. Haven't I?"
"Harry ….." several voices called. They kept calling him.
"No go away! Leave me alone!"
"Harry please!" But it wouldn't work. He was happy here. Safe. But then a whimper came from the mist. It sounded like an animal…..a dog maybe? Soon flashes of a giant black dog and a tawny wolf came.
"Who is that?" Harry wondered. The white mist showed pictures of two men with… HIM! These men, one man with ebony hair and silver eyes, the other a medium brown and whisky eyes. There he was hugging them. Wait…that was him on a broom as they watched from stands hundreds of feet in the air. Was that him riding the dog at night? Wait since when does he get presents on his birthday? Were they responsible?
"Harry…."the voices sounded even sadder now, like they were giving up. Was that for him? Had he made them sad? Since when does anyone care about him?More flashes appeared. This time the two men were joined by a group of red heads surrounding a large table filled with food. They looked like a family. Do I know them?
"Wait that's me!" Sitting in the middle of the gathering was Harry with puppy in his hand. He was smiling at the cake in front of him that read 'Happy Birthday Harry' in large green letters. More and more of these flashes came for what felt like forever, showing him his life, his family.
"Harry Please!" The voices were crying now, a heart wrenching sound.
"Dad! Papa! It's okay. I'll come back. Please don't cry anymore" Harry pleaded with the memory as he walk over to the white mist, the black mist having retreated when the flashes came. The closer he got to the mist the more it stung. Pain ripped at him from all over. His mind felt as if skewered by hundreds of daggers only to be healed and attacked again. But he kept going. He had to make the voices stop crying, they hurt his heart more than the mist ever could.
Soon he came to a narrow hallway and at the end a small light. On the wall were scenes of the people in the flashes. They all seemed to look happier as he walked further down the hall, till he came to the last one. This picture was moving in repeat. Harry watched as he wandered down the stairs in a lopsided house and stood out a window. Outside the red headed family stood arguing with a man in a green bowler hat. Standing next to this man was another red head and men who looked like guards. He watched as a fight broke out and his other-self got hurt and then darkness.
"So that's how I got here? It was an accident? I guess I need to keep going then." But something stopped him. Should he go back? What's to stop him from getting hurt again? Unbeknownst to Harry the black mist was standing behind him, filling him with doubt.
"But no, I must go back. My dads are waiting for me!" The black mist dissolved in an instant unable to sway the young man again. With that Harry began to run, wanting to get back as soon as possible. He could imagine both of his fathers' going crazy without him. After all they could barely let him out of their sight on a regular day. The thought alone made him smile. Closer and closer he got to the entrance willing himself to push pass the barrier trying to keep him there until finally he fell through the lit hole.
Outside the Burrow there was a disturbance, someone was interfering with the wards. The grounds inside them began to shake and crack under the force, drawing the attention of the household. Everyone ran out to see figures in black upon the hill sending jets of light at the wards. While the wards were strong the visitors apparently came prepared. If they continued this way the wards would soon fall.
"Bill! Where is Bill?!" someone shouted.
"He went to get Fleur and the baby remember?" someone else answered.
"Charlie, Fred, George, you all help your father with the wards now!" Molly shouted. But before anyone could move the ground slip in two. The wards had fallen and the black robed figures were descending upon them swiftly. Soon the house was overrun with deatheaters, spells flying everywhere.
"Kills all the adults, the Dark Lord wants the children to himself" said one in the front. But no one could get off a killing shot. All around spells were shot and those that couldn't be deflected left devastating results.
There on the front lawn of the Burrow the battle waged on: the older siblings protecting the younger. Fred shot off a slicing hex at an approaching deatheater and watched as it hit the man's shoulder when he tried to dodge. Next to him George was holding a shield against another. Arthur fought with Lucius Malfoy nearby. When a deatheater tried to enter the house he was hit with a burning hex in the chest from Molly. One deatheater snuck up behind Molly and hit her with a crucio. Her screams were heard all over, diverting the battle.
Upstairs in the highest room of the Burrow, glowing emerald green eyes opened
A/N: Okay no killing the author for the cliff hanger please? It has to be this way for the plot to work! *hides behind Cno*
Cno: Don't be fooled she did it on purpose
JBlaze: Cno! Be nice
Cno: Why?
JBlaze: *takes off coat* 'Cause you won't get any of this if you keep on. *walks away*
Cno: Hey! *runs off*
Me: Please review!