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Draco in an unexpected situation
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For the remainder of the week, they all worked on individual projects, as well as honing their skills in small teams. The following week they began having battle scenarios. They worked on eight scenario's a day, practicing the commands, ensuring that everyone knew to whom they reported, and when and if the line of command changed within the situations. The teens got to know their teams of Elves a little, and were quickly able to train new Elves as they turned up to fight for the battle. Many Elves had to leave during the night, as they would be missed, or took it in shifts if they were working for a wizarding family who had more than one house elf.
16) The Day of Reckoning
Within a few weeks of practicing hard on different battle scenarios, the representative for Mystie spoke up at breakfast. They were ready. The next day they would go into battle with the Dark Lord.
A shiver of panic travelled its way down Draco's spine.
Ron, Ginny and Luna immediately left the table to go and run through the strategy once again for entry. They knew that once they were there, nothing would happen like any battle scenario they had practiced, but they needed to be as prepared on as much as possible.
They then came back after fifteen minutes and ran through everything once again for their army. They all accessed their weapons, and in a nervous state, had a final spot of practice on the things that they thought that they might need the most. Draco was focussing on Elven casting. He suspected that it would be the least expected and most beneficial element of all of his training. Draco did not know what the others were doing. He did notice that Harry had gone into his own room with a large bag of marbles and a bird cage, and a poisonous looking green light kept on flashing from under his round stone door.
When it came to dinner time, everyone seemed to decide that they needed no more practice, they just needed to relax.
Some of the Elves were playing some fast, furious music with a variety of strange looking instruments. Ron was dancing rapidly on top of a small table, with a flagon of butterbeer at his feet, not watching his environment, just enjoying his moment. Hermione kept glancing at him and smiling, although she was sitting with Neville and Luna.
Ginny and Harry sat alone in a corner playing gobstones and nudging each other as they played and talked.
Draco sat with some Elves, drinking and swaying to the music, enjoying the peace and chance to relax without speaking.
On the morning of the battle, they all gathered their weapons and got into their attack positions. Before leaving, Dobby waved his arms, removing the interior of the cave, and replacing it with hundreds upon hundreds of medical beds. The majority of them were Elf sized, but a whole wall of beds were human sized.
Ginny activated her first spell- the mass portkey. She had drawn a large circle of sugar on the cave floor. When she activated it, everyone within the circle was immediately transported to a large field, surrounded by high trees and some smaller fences. Despite that, clearly visible over one side of the trees was the roof of a very large house. A mansion. The very mansion that Voldemort was currently using to hide out in, along with all of his death eaters. They were at this very moment, having a large meeting.
As soon as they arrived, Harry immediately put wards up on the whole of the grounds, and for two miles around the gates, including the field this side that the army stood in, the graveyard the other side, and the Orchard at the back of the building. This would not allow anyone in or out via any method- walking, flying, apparition/ disapparation, portkey or even floo travel. Only Harry would be able to pull the wards down, unless he died, when the default would go to Ginny. If she died too, it would pass to Hermione, then Draco, then Ron, then Luna, and then Neville. If all of them died, no one would ever get out.
After half an hour it seemed that the meeting had finished. Death Eaters started to move around in the house, poking their heads around curtains, braving opening the front door. They had obviously attempted other methods of leaving and found that they could not. After approximately ten minutes, one even flew out of the chimney on his broomstick. When he hit the top of the barrier two miles up, a loud DONG could be heard all throughout the inside of the warded area. Harry had secured it well. The broomstick gracefully floated down to the ground. The Death Eater who had been sitting upon it had however fallen off as soon as the tip of the handle had slammed against the barrier. He was knocked unconscious when he hit his head on the stone of the chimney on the way back down.
After the loud DONG- like a starter pistol, all of the death eaters start pouring out of the house, wands at the ready, coming directly at the army of House Elves, and a few choice wizards and witches.
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