Thank you so much i am glad you are enjoying this story i decided to re-write chapter 5, thanks you all who pointed that the old chapter was confusing i hope this one is better. So you don't get confused Fred=Munkir George=Maker

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Raphael/Neville

The wind was bitter cold as Raphael walked toward the Hogwarts Express. Raphael felt bitter just like the wind; the war had been steady getting worse.

Angels were being lost left, right and centre the death toll was in there thousands and they had no leader to bring order. There was so little he could do he was not as good as...WHAM... Raphael was sharply pulled out of his thinking.

"Neville... Hello? I've been shouting at you for the last 2 minutes!"

Neville glared at Dean "You didn't need to hit me you know."

Dean smiled "come on let's get an apartment before they are taken"

Raphael smiled bitterly and followed Dean onto the train.

The journey was long and quiet, at the being there was laughter and talking of what they did in the summer holidays then the conversation turned to the war. Raphael pretended to be a sleep to get out of the conversation. He didn't really want to talk about it. He wanted everything to be like it used to be.

"Neville were nearly at Hogwarts we better change into school uniform" Seamus Finnigan shouted loudly in his ear. Neville looked up at Seamus and stuck his tongue out at him.

Harry

Harry stared at the door to Dumbledore's office he didn't want to open it as he knew what the headmaster wanted to talk about, he had been avoiding everybody even his Godfather. He knew Snape would have told Dumbledore what he had seen in harry's mind and what happened to his eyes. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Harry my boy come and sit down" smiled Dumbledore "lemon drop"

"No thank you sir" mumbled harry

Harry stared at the floor while Snape, Sirius and Dumbledore looked at him.

"Well we might as well get to the point Harry you need to tell us what has been happening with you" asked Dumbledore

"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW IF I DONT KNOW MYSELF!" Shouted Harry

Dumbledore sighed, Harry was getting more and more difficult to talk to, he had already stopped talking to Hermione and the Weasley family; soon he would stop talking at all. "Harry we know what you have been dreaming of professor snape has told us and what happened in the room between you and professor snape. We just want to help" sighed Dumbledore

Sirius looked at his godson there was no happiness anymore just coldness and loneliness in his eyes. He felt so helpless; he didn't know what to do anymore when he tried to talk to harry he blew up and kept shouting at him to leave him alone. "Please harry we want to get you though this" said Sirius. Harry's eyes turned on him which made Sirius shiver

Harry had a pair of eyes that looked right into your very soul and judge what he can see.

Harry took a deep breath and looked at all three of them.

"I do not know sir and i wish you would stop asking me about it, I believe that we should concentrate on Voldermort instead of me, he has gone silent and i wish to know why. If you're not going to talk about that i will take my leave." With that harry stood up and walked out with 3 adults staring at him.

Fred/Munkir George/Maker

"Good bye mama i shall miss you" cried an over hyper George while hugging his mother goodbye.

Molly Wesley stared at her son and shook her head this year would be another year of letters being sent home. "No dear brother i shall miss her more than you" said Fred shoving his brother out the way to hug his mother.

"Sorry I'm late mum" Ron said while running "i didn't see the time"

"That's ok just look after harry this year" molly whispered in his ear

"That i will mum love you" Ron whispered back.

"I'll make sure me and your father will send lots of letters" molly said while hugging them, with that she turned and walked away.

They watched as Ron walked away from where they were standing "well we will differently look after harry this year" smiled George

"That we shall brother" grinned Fred

"Come dear brother shall we go and watch the sorting" said George as he linked arms with Fred.

ALL

Neville smiled; as he got of the carriage, he felt hopeful again as he knew inside the great castle of Hogwarts was his brother's. He knew this year unlike any other year would be harder and more dangerous. He knew his mission and by god he will succeed.

Fred and George walked into the hall they both knew what they would have to do this year and they will fight till they die.

Harry sat thinking this year he will find out what is happening to him and he will fight Voldermort to the very end.

Gabriel watched Harry sitting by himself. His fate is their fate and he will help Harry succeed, this year they will win or fall from grace.

'Yes' thought, Voldermort, everything is now motion and this is the year he shall win this war against his father and brother's.

This year is the year that an Empire shall fight... or it shall fall.

will hopefully get a new chapter in soon thank you for reading