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I've not been here for like so long and i only get two posts!!!*pouts*
I still liked it anyway

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Hey Sydnie! I decided to check this out 'cause I just love you so much! Anyway, this story is really great!

*'s you to write more*

New Reader! Anyways, the chapters are absolutely brilliant! I can't wait for more! I hope it's soon, the tension is killing me!

Brilliant!
Plz post soon!

Best Ginny story ever!

Ginny! Ginny! Ginny!
My Favorite Ginny! That's really nice Story man. I like it Very much. Ginny point of view is really interesting. I can't wait to read more . Awaiting more from you.
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Omg! Please put the next one up, I am so excited for the next one to come. You are great at creating cliffies. NEW READER!

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Hey guys! I'm sorry I haven't posted in so long! I'm working on another chapter...so I'll get it up once it's finished! Thanks you guys for reading, and I'll reply to your comments when I finally get the next chapter up.

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Been reading for a while
Just decided to post
I like your work, keep it up!!

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More's comin' right up! Haha

I know Sorry about that! But here's more!

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And you can stop poking me, there's another post right after I reply to my wonderful readers

Eep I don't want that to happen! No more being killed by tension *pokes the tention*

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Thanks guys, here's another chapter!

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And without further ado...

Chapter 27

We were bombarded with a hug from Hermione when we were out safely. Harry quickly explained that they needed to get going, but honestly, I wanted to stay there all day, surrounded by my friends, and safe. But of course Harry had other plans, and I wasn’t going to abandon him.

As we ran out of the bathroom, we passed a group of Huffie students, all in night clothes, looking horribly confused. They were being led by their prefects down to the grounds, and some looked not-too-happy about it.

“Why can’t we stay and help?” That was...the Bones girl. A few other seventh years took on the complaint. Soon there was no order, most of the younger girls were crying, and the prefects looked mortified.

“LISTEN TO ME!” Harry yelled, shoving the fang into Ron’s surprised hands. “You guys!” he continued, pointing to the group of seventh years, “Shut your mouths and listen to you prefects!” then he turned to the younger kids, and lowered his voice. “And you guys. If you’ll just be good and follow directions, you’ll be safe soon.” he nodded, and the crying stopped. Just then, Professor Sprout came up, followed closely behind McGonagall.

“Professor!” One of the seventh year complained, looking past Harry’s glare, “What if we wanna stay and help?” Sprout looked proud - clearly she was happy that her house was getting courageous.

“Fine. Anyone older than seventeen that is wishing to stay - fine. But anyone younger better get their behinds out of this castle.” she looked sternly at the prefects then continued past the group of Hufflepuffs, onto somewhere I don’t know. The prefects looked gratefully at Harry as they ushered the younger-than-seventeen students toward the entranceway.

We didn’t run into anything else on our way back to the gargoyle entrance. We hurried up the spiral staircase, bursting into the office in record time. I turned away as Harry got ready to stab the sword. I few seconds after I looked away, I heard the screeching sound of metal on metal, a scream that sounded as if it came from a distance, and then I just heard deep breathing. Turning around, I looked at Harry, seeing his shoulders rise and fall as he breathed.

“Is it...dead?” I asked cautiously. Harry turned around, a half-smile on his face. He nodded, and crossed the few steps to me. I glanced around his shoulder, and saw the sword lying on the desk. It looked the same as it did before, except now there was a circular whole in the blade, the edges of the whole stained with some black, drying liquid. I grimaced, looking away as the other three went to leave the office.

“You stay here.” Harry said suddenly. For a second, I thought he was talking to everyone, but then I realized his gaze was right on mine.

“What?!” I demanded, my mouth dropping open. Hermione and Ron stealthily slipped out of the office while Harry sighed as if I was being an extremely stubborn four-year-old.

“Stay here.” he repeated. His voice was suddenly harsh, and I couldn’t help but stare dumbfounded at him.

“I am not staying!”

“You are.”

“I'm not!”

We were now glaring at each other. Well, I wasn’t going to back down, and Harry was never going to give up, I was sure of that. We were silent for a long moment, then Harry turned swiftyly away from me and his shoulders sagged.

“I don’t want to lose you, Gin.” My heart involuntarily leaped at his words. “I can’t have you running around out there with everything else happening...and not be able to know if you’re okay or not. I can’t stay by you the whole time and make sure nothing hurts you.” Despite his words and the way they made my heart and mind react, I was now a bit annoyed with him.

“Harry, seriously?” my tone made him turn around, and I saw the emotion in his eyes. “Harry, I’m old enough to take care of myself. I’ve been taking care of myself my whole life - Fred and George are my brothers.” my feeble attempt at a joke didn’t make him laugh - or even smile, so I carried on. “You don’t need to worry about me, okay? You just go and do your world-saving, and when everything’s finished, I’ll be here. You’ll be here, too.” I don’t know whether I added that part for him, or if it was for me. But I gave him an I’m Completely Serious About This look, and he sighed again.

“Alright.” he breathed, and crossed the small space between us in the blink of an eye.

Before my brain could register what was happening, Harry’s lips were on mine. They were hard and unyielding, but also soft and loving. As soon as I had a chance to respond, though, he pulled away from me and was heading for the door.

“I love you, Ginerva Weasley.” he said seriously, his hand on the door handle. “And you’re right.” with that, he was gone - out the door to save the whole wizarding and muggle worlds.
I already have another chapter in the works! Hopefully it won't take me as long to write it this time
~Sydnie

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Yay! New chapter! *claps whilst jumping up and down* Aw! The ending was so nice! Harry's so sweet, wanting to protect Ginny like that. But Ginny's old enough to fight. Hope nothing happens to her. Hope nothing happens to the others as well. Great post! Can't wait for more!

PS: Thanks for poking the tension for me!

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aw...harry kissed ginny!

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PS: Hv been busy again so forgve me for my absence

That is a great story, you should write more!

Ohh my good golly. I am SO SORRY for being gone FOREVER

Kk, here's the story: I searched my computer, and this story has gone *poof* and has disappeared. I don't know what happened, but now I cant find it SO. I'm starting the next chapter as we speak, and I'm reallyhoping to stay caught up with it this time.

BIIIIIIIG thanks to all of my readers - every single one! *glomps you all* :glomps:
~Syd

Thankooo!!

Aw, thanks

And you're very welcome!

Aww, he did

And it's totally fine, I know how things get

I'm working on it, trust me And thanks!!

And heeeere you go, guys!

Chapter 28 - Part One

I waited for a reasonable amount of time before I followed Harry out of the office. I glanced sharply at Hermione and Ron, daring them to protest. They didn’t; they just followed right after me.

There was a crowd of people going past the staircase when I got to the base of it. I stood up on my toes, trying to get a look over everyone’s head. I couldn’t see Harry anywhere. “Ron!” I exclaimed, turning to him, but he was gone. And so was Hermione. “Where-?” I could just see Ron’s red head bobbing it’s through all the people trying to get out of the castle. With a sigh, I followed after him, but was quickly lost in all the bodies going every which way. Looks like I’d have to do this alone.



It amazed me how fast Hogwarts was evacuated. Now, all that was left was about thirty seventh years, me, and the teachers. Minus Slughorn – he’d fled with the younger students – and Snape. I didn’t know where he ran off to.
We were all grouped in the Great Hall. I was sitting against a wall by myself, worrying about Harry, Ron, and Hermione. There were adults apparating in by the second (I guess all of the wards around the school must have been breached some how. This didn’t exactly give me the safest feeling), and I gasped when I saw a group of red heads appear.

“Mom! Dad! Fred, George, Bill, Percy, Charlie!!” I ran over to them, screaming their names. I reached Bill first, and I threw my arms around him as he picked me up. “Why’d you come?” I asked quietly, putting my head in the crook of his neck as he set me back on the ground, still hugging me.

“We had to, Ginny! This is Hogwarts. Look at everyone else; they’re here to save it, just like we are. Just like you are. And hey, why are you still here? You’re not of age.”

“I’m here to save Hogwarts. Just like you are.” I answered seriously. He obviously had no good argument, because he shut up.

Silence soon fell over the whole room. It was eerily quiet, for such a big place. I was getting anxious. Something was going to happen, right? But when? I almost wished it would happen soon – just so the suspense would be over.

Just as I thought this, there was a loud CRASH from somewhere outside of the hall. Immediately, the professors took off through the doors, and I jumped onto my feet. Again, I was too short to see over anyone’s head. But, I knew the gist of what was happening.

Hogwarts was being invaded.

Now, after spending months locked in the basement of Malfoy Manor, you’d think I’d be used to Death Eaters. But there’s something especially scary about seeing a swarm of them all coming down the stairs at the same time, all wearing masks and black robes. I shuddered as I caught sight of a Death Eater with long blonde hair.

I heard anxious whispers start up around me. Glancing to the side, I saw Neville and Luna. Neville shot me a nervous glance and Luna, bless her heart, gave me a smile. I reached out my hand to her, and she took it, squeezing tight. I saw her take Neville’s hand, too. All three of us nodded once and dropped our hands. This was it. This was war.

Ohh good chapter
I can just tell the next chapter will be better,
I wanna know what happens in this war, from Ginny's POV
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Thank you

Kk, so here's the war - or at least, the beginning of it. It's different from Deathly Hallows, because I didn't want to take J.K. Rowling's idea. So I came up with my own... I hope it's at least kinda good
Also, this is one of the last chapters I think there may be 2 more, maybe 3, depending. Tell me what you guys think, please! And thanks to all my readers for reading!

Chapter 28 – Part Two

“I don’t see Potter in your presence.” Came the drawl of the blonde haired Death Eater.

“And I don’t see Voldemort in yours.” I had pushed my way through all the people around me, followed by Neville and Luna, and was now standing front and center, back-talking Lucius Malfoy. When did I become such a Gryffindor?

“You.” I might not have been able to see his face, but I knew he was sneering at me. “I’ve had enough of you and your attitude.”

“Why don’t you do something about it?” I challenged, slowly taking a step back toward the crowd as Malfoy lunged at me.

“Flipendo!” I yelled, pointing my wand at him and getting a strange sense of satisfaction as I watched him be knocked backwards. But my satisfaction was sort-lived, because as soon as I’d said that jinx, things got chaotic, for lack of a more horrifying word.

Death Eaters were now shooting off curses, while the protectors of Hogwarts screamed protective spells and all sorts of jinxes. But we were kids, we were good. While the Death Eaters were using Unforgivables, we shot back with things like Stupefy and Petrificus Totalus. But it seemed that at least for now, we were winning. Now was my chance to get away and find Harry.

The groups were separating now, going off into their own duels, Death Eater against student, Death eater against professor. I watched as students were blasted to the ground, and I watched as Death Eaters were frozen and stunned. I tried to help – shooting spells at jinxes at any Death Eater I thought was getting ahead of their opponent. But my real goal was Harry. I had to find him, before he did something stupid. Before he found Voldemort.

I decided to start in the castle – hopefully he wasn’t out on the grounds.

I stuck to the shadows as I went higher up into the castle. Let me tell you; the castle is huge when you’re looking for one person, and that one person could be anywhere. I searched everywhere I could, but I hurried, knowing that every minute I wasted was another minute for Harry to be with
Voldemort.

“Oh, if it isn’t Miss Weasley.”

My eyes widened in horror as I heard the high pitched cackle come from the thing that had just spoken my name.

“Bellatrix.” I said in a disgusted tone. She was coming down the stairs in front of me, taking her time. I took a quick look around me; I was on the fifth floor, surrounded by nothing but a few suits of armor and staircases. There was only one good thing about the situation I was in, and that was that I now knew that Voldemort was somewhere above us, most likely waiting for Harry.

Bellatrix Lestrange sneered at me as she slowly walked down the stairs. I gripped my wand tightly, searching for a way out. I couldn’t find one. But I couldn’t fight Bellatrix, either. I may be good at dueling, but I knew I was no match for an experienced Death Eater when it was one-to-one.

“You have no right to be using my first name like that, Weasley, none at all.”

“I’ll watch my manners when you watch yours.” I replied, taking a few steps back. She was now off of the stairs, on my same level. I grimaced as I took a good look at her. She wasn’t wearing her Death Eater mask, and she wasn’t wearing a cloak, either. She had dressed up for the occasion; wearing a dress and stiletto heels.

“What have you been up to, since we last saw each other?” I questioned, starting to inch my way toward the stairs she’d just come off of.

“Don’t try to distract me, girl. I know what you’re up to, and I know that you won’t accomplish what you’re trying to do.” Now she too had her wand out. I gulped, trying not to look too scared.

“You don’t know what I’m doing.” I disagreed, continuing to slowly make my way to the stair case.

“I do though. You’re trying to distract me so you can run up those stairs and save your little boy-toy.”

Okay, so she knew me better than I thought.

“Don’t talk about Harry like that!” I yelled, angered, just like I was sure she wanted me to be. She smiled, and I admittedly was a little scared. She raised an eyebrow at me as she started to circle me like a cat.

“Why don’t you just leave me alone and go pick on someone your own size?” I asked, sounding annoyed.

“Because you’re fun,” she answered, “And because you need to be taught some manners.”

“Stupefy!”

“Crucio!”

We called our spells at the same time. I stared, wide-eyed and obviously terrified at the white light that came from Bellatrix’s wand. The red light that came from mine battled it furiously, pushing it, trying to win it over. Bellatrix cackled as I grabbed my wand with both hands, my mouth open, breathing hard.

“Give up, girl. I’m stronger than you. I’ll win, you know I will win.” I just shook my head once as she cackled again. I wasn’t going to give up. I could win… I had to. I had to get to Harry.

I was still moving, trying to get away. I had beads of sweat running down my forehead as I fought to keep my spell from failing. I didn’t want to be Crucio’d. I wanted to get away from Bellatrix.

I took a step closer to her, watching with horror as the red beam of light coming from my wand shortened, and the white beam coming from Bellatrix’s wand got closer to me. I’d have to break the contact, soon. And now, I was at the stairs. It was now or never.

I yanked my wand up, so that it was pointing to the roof, as I dove out of the way, to the side of the stair case. Bellatrix’s curse shot straight over my head, where my chest had been not one second ago. I shouted “Flipendo!” and covered my eyes as the stairs behind me shattered when they were hit by the Crucio curse. Bellatrix screamed as she toppled over, down the stairs. I winced, but didn’t hang around too long. As soon as I knew she wasn’t going to get up and curse me, I turned around and took off up the stairs.

I searched the remainder of the floors, finding nothing. I wasn’t bothered again; most of the fighting must’ve been going on in the lower levels of the castle. Voldemort’s doing, of course; he wouldn’t want a war going on around him when he was trying to kill Harry Potter.

UGH. I couldn’t think about that. Where was Harry!?

The Astronomy Tower. It was my last chance. I had my fingers crossed, and I was praying to every deity I could think of as I climbed the stairs to the tower that Harry was up there, and that he was still alive. My breath caught in my throat as I reached the door, and heard talking.

“Ah, Harry. You’ve come – I’ve been waiting very impatiently. I had to send all my friends to find you. Are you ready to die?”
~Syd

Brillient chapter!
She found Harry...he can't die i know how it ends, im just pretending i don't
Aw its nearly over? Im gunna miss reading this story.
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Chapter 29

“Not especially, no.”

My eyes widened in horror as I heard Harry’s tone. He was so… fearless. Brave. It couldn’t be a good thing for him.

“And friends?” Harry continued. I could just imagine the look he could have on his face. “Come on, we all know you’ve never had any friends. Those people down there, fighting? They’re your puppets. They don’t care about you. And you don’t care about them, either. All you care about is power. Yeah. Some friendships you got there.”

I was shaking; my whole body was shaking. What was Harry doing? What was Voldemort doing? I had to see. But I knew if I went in there, it wouldn’t turn out good. What could I do, what could I do?

“I can’t say I admire your attitude, Harry.” Voldemort drawled. “It disgusts me, really. You know I could kill you right now. But that wouldn’t be fun. No, I think I’ll tell you something. Want to hear a story?”

I didn’t know what to do. I could only imagine what story Voldemort wanted to tell Harry, and I knew it wouldn’t be pleasant.

“I don’t want to hear anything.” Harry spat.

“This is a really good story, Harry. It’s about your mother and father. I’m sure you’ve heard it before, everyone has. But you’ve never heard it from me. I’m a great story teller.”

“I don’t want to hear it.” Harry’s tone was now tight and deliberately controlled.

“It’s about the night I killed them, Harry. The night I almost killed you.”

“I’ve heard it.” Harry answered shortly.

“It was October thirty-first, I believe. You were just one year old. I killed your father easily. He was –“

“Don’t. Talk. About. My. Dad.”

Voldemort cackled. “Your mother, though, she was harder. A tough witch, she was. But again, she was no match for me. Her green eyes were-“

“Stop it. Now.” Harry’s voice was now openly enraged. I felt tears spring to my eyes as I heard the pain hidden deep in his tone.

“She died, Harry. I killed her. And now, I’ll finish the work I started sixteen years ago. Tonight, Harry, you are going to die.”

“I’m not planning on it.”

“Oh no, not yet. I want it to be public. I want everyone to see. For now, Crucio!”

I pressed my hands against my ears hard in an attempt to block out the sounds now coming from the Astonomy Tower. Tears were now flowing down my cheeks as I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, trying to disappear, or stop hearing, or something.

After what felt like forever, Harry stopped screaming. I pressed myself against the wall, scared that Voldemort would come out of the door I was by. I was silent, hardly breathing, for the next few minutes. I couldn’t hear anything coming from the Astronomy Tower. Tentatively, I stood up and opened the door.

Voldemort wasn’t there; big sigh of relief. I didn’t know where he went, or if he’d be back, but right then, I didn’t care, because I’d seen Harry. He was lying on the floor on his back, his eyes closed. I could see his body rising and falling with deep breaths. I choked back a sob as I rushed at him, falling to my knees next to him.

“Harry!” I said in a loud whisper, cradling his face in my hands. His eyes flickered open, unfocused. “Harry!” I said again, louder this time. His eyes wandered a bit before finally finding my face. “Harry, are you okay?”

He groaned, pulling himself into a sitting position. I held one arm behind his back, prepared to catch him if he collapsed. “Gin?” His voice came out hoarse.

“Yes, Harry. Are you okay?”

“I… Voldemort.” He moaned. I shook my head.

“He’s gone, Harry… for now. Come on, we have to get downstairs, quickly. Can you stand?”

It took a little time, but once again Harry was standing on his feet, looking fearless. I gripped his hand tightly in mine, and looked up at him. “I love you, Harry.” I told him, staring right into his emerald eyes. He stared right back, putting both of his hands on my waist as I my hands wound around his neck.

“I love you too, Ginny.” He told me sincerely, pulling me closer to him. “I always will, no matter what.”

I practically melted into his arms as he kissed me, pulling me up to him so that he wouldn’t have to bend down. I tangled my fingers in his hair, holding him to me as we continued the kiss. I felt one of his hands knot in my own hair, and I pulled away, taking a deep, slow breath as Harry planted kisses along my jaw line. I loosened my hold on him reluctantly.

“We have to go, Harry.” I reminded him in a whisper. He nodded somberly.

“Alright. Let’s go.”



We stopped outside of the doors to the Great Hall, preparing ourselves for the sight we knew we were going to see inside. The entrance hall was in ruins; banisters blasted, stairs crumbling, even the house points hour glasses were shattered; the gems inside them were scattered all over the floor. I took a deep breath, giving Harry’s hand a squeeze, and we walked into the room.

My breathing hitched in my throat when I saw the room. The house tables had disappeared completely. Some of the windows were shattered, and glass littered the floor. The staff table was in splinters, and there was a big hole in the roof. The charm on it was no longer working; I couldn’t see the night sky.

As I took in the rest of the room, I stopped breathing altogether for a moment. I pulled myself closer to Harry in an attempt to block out the images I now saw. There were small groups of people around the room, in huddles, shoulders shaking with sobs; both silent, and loud. I saw two platinum blondes not far away from where Harry and I stood, one in Death Eater robes, and the other on his knees, sobbing loudly. I then saw what he was sobbing over.

“Cissy.” I gasped, grasping Harry’s shirt as I swayed, feeling a sob in my own chest. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at the only friend I had had for the last few months, laying on the ground, her blonde hair in a pile around her. Harry put his arm around me, holding me close to him as I stared at the woman who somehow meant so much to me, who was now gone.

Harry slowly led me away from the grieving boy and his father. I noticed a group of redheads, and I ran to them, followed by Harry. I reached my dad first, throwing myself into his arms. He patted my back and smoothed my hair like he had when I was a little girl. Harry went over to Ron and Hermione, the latter of the two engulfing him in a hug, sobbing.

Slowly, I backed away from my dad, who I’d just realized was crying, to see what my family was gathered around. I noticed Fred and George, tears in their eyes, silent sobs wracking their shoulders. I saw my mother, crying soundlessly into a handkerchief. I saw Charlie and Percy, both looking shocked and grief-stricken. Then I saw Fleur. She was shrieking, tear-tracks staining her beautiful face. Then I looked down.

In that one second, my life fell apart. I dropped to my knees, unable to hold myself up, as I saw Bill. The tears that were already in my eyes overflowed as I leaned down to wrap my arms around him. I cried onto his chest as I hugged him. He couldn’t be gone! Bill, my Bill! He, at some points in my childhood, was the only brother I could really count on; the only one I would trust with my deepest secrets. He was the only one that would play with me, even though I was a little girl. He bought me my first teddy bear. He bought me my first broom.

“What about ze child!” Fleur cried.

Bill was going to give me my first niece, or my first nephew. He couldn’t be gone! I needed him in my life. He was supposed to be my first family dance at my wedding! He was supposed to be the Godfather of my children! He was supposed to be my brother, my favorite brother, all through my life. And now he was gone.

I don’t know how long I lay there, holding onto Bill, wishing he’d come back, wishing he’d jump up and yell “Gotcha!” so I could hit and tell him never to do that again. But that didn’t happen. It would never happen.

I slowly stood up. Harry was right there for me, holding onto my arms to keep me from falling on my weak knees. I leaned into him, squeezing my eyes shut tight as I buried my face in his shoulder. His arms wrapped around my back, and I stood up straighter, wiping my hand harshly across my eyes. Yes, my world was shattered. Torn to pieces. But I wasn’t the only one, and I needed to be strong – for Harry. He was about to face the biggest moment of his life.

“Let’s go outside.” I said quietly, extracting myself from Harry’s arms and starting for the doors.

The short walk to the double doors of the Great Hall was horrible. I saw more families, more tears, and more bodies. More tears hitched in my throat as I saw Dean Thomas, Professor Sprout, the Patil Twins… I turned away from the sight quickly, running into Harry. He stroked my hair gently, tears shining in his own eyes, and led me outside.

Once away from the castle, I dropped to the grass and pulled my knees up to my chest, hugging them. Harry sat down next to me, putting an arm around me and holding me close. Silent tears rolled down my cheeks as I leaned against him. We were both silent for a long space of time.

“What -?” Harry’s surprised tone had me looking up at him. He was staring toward the Forbidden Forest, his eyes wide. I followed his gaze, and my jaw dropped.

“What -?” I repeated, at a loss for words. We both stood up, and I automatically grabbed his hand. With one look at each other, we were both backing up quickly towards the castle. But at the same time, everyone was running out of the castle. With a resounding BOOM the great doors closed, and we were all locked out. I gulped, pulling Harry into the crowd of people now standing outside of the castle in one group.

“Are those spiders?!” someone yelled from the back of the group. There were a few screams, and I think I heard a cheer.

Yes, they were spiders. HUGE spiders, I might add. But they weren’t the only things. I saw more creatures coming from the forest - some things frightening, some things absolutely horrifying. Although, I did see a few centaurs in the midst of the other creatures, shooting arrows at the spiders.

A few of the people in our cluster had already gone for the creatures. I stayed back with Harry, holding tightly to his hand. Hermione and Ron came up beside us. I looked over to Ron, then jumped, surprised.

Dementors.

“R-R-Ron!” I exclaimed, backing up quickly and tripping over my own feet. Dementors were so not my thing. I felt a hand wrap around my arm and yank me to my feet – I didn’t look to see who it was. I was staring wide-eyed at the Dementors. My knees were shaking, and I was breathing hard.

“Remember Dumbledore’s Army?” Harry’s voice was a whisper, his breath hot on my ear. I nodded stiffly, but I didn’t realize Harry’s point. “Come on, Gin.” He continued, still whispering in my ear as a battle waged before us. “Think of a happy memory. You can do it! Expecto Patronum.”

I nodded again, finally getting my brain to work again. I could do this. “Help.” I managed to choke out. Suddenly, I felt Harry’s hand on my wrist, lifting my wand arm up.

“Together.” He said softly, looking me in the eyes. I gulped as two Dementors came at us.

“Ready?” Harry asked, his voice tight. I just nodded, searching my mind for a memory happy enough to get rid of these things. “One…” he counted. I gulped again. “Two…” Okay, I had a memory. “Three!”

I thought of that moment, less than an hour ago, in the Astronomy Tower. I thought about the kiss I’d just had with Harry; the feel of his hands in my hair and on the small of my back “EXPECTO PATRONUM!”

I watched in wonder as a stag burst out of Harry’s wand, and a horse burst out of mine. They ran right next to each other in the space between us and the Dementors, before splitting up and each attacking their own. Once those two had been taken care of, we sent our Patronuses toward the mass of Dementors, some of which were winning against their opponents. I saw Luna Lovegood’s rabbit, Hermione’s otter, Ron’s Jack Russell. I also saw Patronuses that I didn’t recognize; a bear, a tiger, a wolf and a monkey.

After a few torturous moments, the Dementors all retreated, leaving a crowd of tired, depressed students in their wake. Harry and I walked slowly over to the group. When I got there, I immediately flopped to the ground I was so tired…

Suddenly, there was a collective gasp from the Hogwarts-goers, and a few screams here and there.

“Voldemort.” Harry spat, pulling me back to my feet and stepping in front of me protectively.
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-Syd