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Draco in an unexpected situation

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Tani used elf apparition to go to Goyle's side. He quickly stemmed the bleeding so that Goyle could gain strength.

When he had enough strength, Goyle performed the counter charm to the apparition to gain his leg back. The leg came back knobbly, bleeding, and with no remaining clothing on it. But at least it was there.

Goyle fainted, and Tani apparated himself and Goyle to St. Mungos.

8) War Amongst The Troops

Throughout January Neville and Draco attempted to work together, but both quickly got frustrated with the other.

"Longbottom- don't over-step. Watch where you put your hooves!"

"You'll be the one with hooves if you don't react to your environment"

"I'm reacting to YOU aren't I?"

"You are OVER reacting. Take a deep breath and shut up!"

Neville was much different to how Draco remembered him from potions lessons. He was calmer, more collected, and incredibly focussed. It infuriated Draco that Neville was so perfect and understood the battle situation better than he. Draco could wield a sword, and could do some damage with it, but he didn't have the instincts that Neville had.

Dobby was watching over Neville and Draco, sitting on a low tree branch. He rolled his eyes at the interaction.

"How on earth are we going to be able to work together in a battle situation?" Neville muttered in a low voice, but not low enough for Dobby to not hear him.

They only had 15 minutes left of their sparring time before they went off to relax. Dobby decided to prepare something to help them become more able to work together, with a vision of what is to come.

At the end of the day, exhausted but freshly clean and beginning to relax, Dobby came to them at the table in the kitchen. He held a small bundle of strange looking papers under his arm. Usually, he wore brightly coloured clothing, mismatched but suiting the weather. Now, he was wearing a multicoloured smock (not unlike a robe on a wizard) tied around his waist with a length of gold corded material.

Dobby looked weary but excited. When he sat down, Draco crinkled his face in mild disgust at the images on the first group of papers. They were moving photographs but different to wizarding ones. They seemed to have a fluid within them, which made the movement more graceful and beautiful than as within their wizarding counterpart. The photographs depicted a scene of mountains and plush valley, with a muscular, tall, dark haired man with glasses that was using a staff, which demolished the mountains around him, and then rebuilt them, who Draco didn't notice right away, had a lightening bolt scar on his forehead and a familiar face. He did recognise the tall red-haired man, who despite having a much more toned body and a dark tan, wearing ragged white shorts in what appeared to be a desert. He was holding his hands high, bringing plant life to the desert, then banishing it away. In the background of this image was a blonde-haired girl who Draco didn't recognise, who appeared to be performing somersaults in mid-air without the support of any apparatus. Draco also recognised the brown haired woman whose hair was bundled high on her head in a loose bun, wearing a tight black outfit bearing a short stick, fighting what appeared to be panthers.

The most startling image that Draco saw was a small red-haired girl, who smiled at the camera, tilted her head slightly, and then in an instant transformed into a Eurasian Lynx and pounded off of the frame, only to come back with a sword in her mouth, throwing the sword in the air, whilst transforming back to human and catching the sword swiftly with a flourish.

Even though he had suspected it, knowing who else was part of this was a bit of a shock.

Dobby told Draco and Neville that the Elves had decided to revolt. A select few expert Elves had been chosen to train and prepare the seven Hogwarts students in differing but interlinked skills and knowledge, and the remaining Elves in Britain were preparing to fight.

"But why?" Draco asked. "Why are Elves getting involved?"

"Our species was once proud. We Elves are steeped in mystery, but we have much that we can teach. Elves once taught humans magic, both those with skill and evidence of magic, and those without. The darkest humans with existing magic began to affect our race. They took advantage of our ancestors who just wanted to help humans, and they made the Elves more subservient, changing their moral code, breeding House Elves in a way that dulled our skin, gave us a shorter frame, and stinted our skill and prowess with magic."

"Here is a picture of the last Elven King- Korbius"

Draco and Neville were astounded to see a 5 foot high Elf, with shining warm brown skin, wearing a smock much like what Dobby was wearing that reached his mid thigh. No clothing was on his person below the smock, except for a strap on his left leg, above his knee, with a long sword tucked inside it.

Draco and Neville sat with Dobby for the remainder of the evening, asking questions about Elven history, or that which Dobby could tell them about, and finding out that Wizards weren't always the most intelligent and powerful creatures on the Earth.

Through February, they practiced with a new energy, working harder than before to make sure that they knew everything that they could to fight and win, to make sure that they could stand strong and beat back the opposing force.

They were determined to work with their peers and the Elves to make sure that their efforts were not in vain.

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