The Battle Who Starts and Who Survives
"Right, so there's going to be a group of us, here, here, here, here and here," Damon was explaining to Moody, Shacklebolt, Sirius, Remus and Severus. They were going over the blueprints of the Ministry of Magic. Something Moody had to steal from the place before it was swarming with Death Eaters. Moody said everything was untouched, so they only had a copy or the Death Eaters didn't have the prints at all. Unless of course over the years Lucius Malfoy and other Death Eaters in the Ministry had scoped the place out. Which did make complete sense, but that unfortunately, didn't matter anymore. The war was coming, and hopefully tonight it would end without too many casualties.
"So who's going where?" grunted Moody.
"Black…" started Damon.
"Call me Sirius," said the Black haired man offended at the last name term coming from his godson.
"Sirius takes one group and waits here, if there's too many he falls back to this point and so forth and so on." said Damon his fingers indicating to where his fall back points are.
"You Moody, will need very good Auror's, Wizards and Witches with you, we have the main department that Voldemort is after." said Damon.
"Myself, Damien, Damon, You," said Severus pointing at Moody "Molly, Arthur, Potter, Lily, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George will all be in that corridor. Everyone mentioned is a very powerful opponent no doubt, the Dark Lord's inner circle will be in that corridor." his voice grave showing the urgency in the conversation.
"Does he really have to?" asked Damon through gritted teeth.
"Yes," said Severus grimly, "As much as I hate the bastard he's an Auror and powerful."
"And Molly?" asked Shacklebolt sceptically.
"Some parents would give their life for their children, others just separate them," sneered Damon bitterly.
"Would you really want to get on the wrong side of her?" asked Severus dryly.
"She's got some major power, she's a Prewitt if you are forgetting," snarled Moody.
"Ah," said Shacklebolt "I had forgotten." the Prewitt brothers had taken out quite a few Death Eaters before falling prey to them.
"Good," grunted Moody.
"Why am I down there instead of up here with you all?" asked Sirius gesturing to the blueprints a confused frown on his face.
"Because some of us have to be down there, someone that can command the others," said Damon.
"Alright," said Sirius.
"How good at magic are the werewolf's?" asked Damon.
"It's just passed the full moon, we aren't as strong as we should be, but we have a better sense of smell and are a little stronger physically." admitted Remus.
"Alright, you will be on the second floor, if nothing happens within ten minutes, or you hear people above or below help." said Damon his voice strong and demanding.
"Okay," said Remus nodding in understanding.
"Moody get everyone into their groups, I'm going to the, er, toilet," said Damon. He couldn't very well tell them he was going to meet the others in the Chamber. Close the sink up and get going.
"How long do we have?" asked Moody, deciding to let the boy lead.
"Five minutes then we leave," said Damon, already making his way out of the Great Hall, Severus as usual following right next to him.
"Don't worry so much," said Severus smoothly.
"I'm not, I just want to get this over with," said Damon as they stalked through the halls.
"I hope we have enough people," said Severus hiding his worry.
"We will have," said Damon hopefully.
"The Lestrange's are bloodthirsty and nasty, I think maybe we should get a few more to join us," said Severus, the inner circle was all the same. They were magically very powerful, they were evil, and would kill without a thought. So yes, too many was better than not enough.
"Sure, go ahead and ask for a few others then," said Damon going with Severus' instincts. If Severus was worried then there was probably a good reason for it, plus he didn't trust Potter or Lily very much. Potter was powerful, but he was lazy always had been.
"Alright," agreed Severus feeling less tense already.
"Hey guy's did it go smoothly?" asked Damon walking in.
"Fine, we destroyed them all, and stayed to make sure nothing happened, how did your task go?" asked Damien.
"See for yourself," said Damon hissing for the sink to close itself, they made their way back to the Great Hall. They entered to find Moody had indeed split everyone into different groups.
"Woah, there's more here than it thought there would be," said Damien looking impressed.
"Yeah I must admit there is," nodded Damon. "Sev tell Moody your idea."
"What idea?" asked Moody his leg clinking as he walked.
"I want a few extra Wizards or Witches in the main group near the prophecy, the inner Circle are vicious we need more people." said Severus.
"Who?" grunted Moody his eye shooting around the room alarmingly.
"I want to come," said Neville grimly. "Lestrange is mine."
"Oh I don't think so laddie," replied Moody.
"He goes, its up to him, he's old enough to make his own decisions the revenge is rightfully his." said Damon coldly, glaring at his parents wishing he could have his.
"Ours," said Frank and Alice glaring at Severus, Damon and Moody as if they suspected they were going to tell them no.
"Are you feeling up to it?" asked Damon cautiously, the potion was great but it wasn't a miracle worker.
"We've been declared fit and healthy," said Frank scowling darkly.
"They are brilliant Aurors," said Moody chipping in.
"The best there was," said Severus which was why Voldemort had wanted them dead.
"Is," said Neville looking angry he didn't like people talking about his parents in past tense. He had put up with it for years, he wasn't about to let it pass by now. He calmed marginally when Professor Snape nodded curtly at him.
"Let's get this show on the road," said Damon loud enough for the entire room to hear. "Do you all know what you are doing?"
There was a cacophony of noise in the Great Hall mostly everyone agreeing with Damon.
"Then lets go, try not to be seen for all we know Voldemort might already have someone scoping the place out!" yelled Damon.
"Let's go," said Severus grimly.
"Be careful," said Tyler grabbing Damien her face full of worry for this up coming battle.
"Everyone's in place," said Moody making his way into the room of prophecies where Damon, Severus, Damien and Tyler stood. The rest were all hiding outside, behind statues or with spells keeping them hidden. No point in having the element of surprise if someone could see you coming after all. Moody's leg wasn't even making a sound, he had obviously applied a silencing or cushioning spell on it.
"With five minutes to spare," said Damon staring at his wristwatch.
"Good luck laddie," said Moody grimly. One way or another, this was going to end today, who comes out the victor, would remain to be seen.
"Thanks Moody," said Damon.
To say everyone was tense waiting would be putting it mildly; there was a few like Fred and George who were almost bouncing up and down in anticipation. Damon though felt at peace, calm, he was going to get rid of one of the bastards that had screwed up his and his brother's life. If this arsehole hadn't existed, then his parents might not have gotten rid of him. Damien didn't feel the same disgust at their parents as he did; then again he had been the one they kept. Damon had been sent to the Dursley's, and he wasn't even there a day before being abused. He had left with a broken arm, which his magic, thankfully fixed.
"It's started," stated Moody staring at the floor a frown on his features.
"Voldemort?" asked Damon. "Inner circle?" asked Severus simultaneously.
"Negative on both accounts," said Moody staring down his eye not moving.
"Damn it, are they holding up?" asked Severus despite the fact he hated them all. He did not want to see them dead at all. Well unless they were talking about James Potter, hell, Black had even redeemed himself for finally having some balls.
"They are, it's just weasels that are down there," said Moody his lip curled in disgust. "That's Tonks back; I'm assuming that the students are taken care off."
"We can expect company very soon," said Severus his eyes narrowed his grip tightening on his wand.
Just as he said that mass popping surrounded the immediate area.
The fighting began.
"YOU!" shrieked Bellatrix Lestrange.
"Me," snarled Neville Longbottom, "Today you die!"
Bellatrix began cackling insanely.
"Crucio!" snarled Bellatrix.
Neville ducked her spell, flinging a spell of his own.
"Itty bitty Longbottom, do you seriously think you can defeat me with that weak spell?" laughed Bellatrix.
"I'm just getting started," snapped Neville. "Stupefy,"
Bellatrix dodged before she hissed and got to the real business, when she sensed her Master's presence "Avada Kedavra!"
"You won't hurt my son you bitch," snarled Frank Longbottom, he pointed his wand straight at her and said the spell that would end her life with great proficiency. "Avada Kedavra."
Bellatrix was one of the first Death Eaters down.
"Well Well, who do we have here?" hissed Voldemort upon apparating. Instead of the chaos he expected, there was finishing going on everywhere.
"Someone who's going to see you dead tonight," said Damon calmly.
"Cocky from a school boy," sneered Voldemort. His red eyes flared angrily when he saw Severus fighting Lucius. So his spy had betrayed him after all, he had thought him dead by Dumbledore's hand.
"School boy? Do you have no idea of who I truly am?" asked Damon laughing in irony.
"Who would you be? No one of significant I am sure," sneered Voldemort.
"Names Damon Evans, I once was known as Harry Potter," grinned Damon.
"Crucio!" snarled Voldemort.
"Can't you Death Eaters ever throw something else?" asked Damon "Morsus"
"Imperio!" snarled Voldemort.
"I'm not that easy to control Voldemort, Dolor!" snapped Damon.
"Dark arts from a Potter? Who thought the world would see that day?" sneered Voldemort, wincing, his arm was sore where the bloody brat had managed to hit him. "Incidere!"
"Fuck," hissed Damon as hundreds of small cuts sliced his chest open. "Inflatus!" Damon's blasting spell missed its mark, so he shouted another one, "flatus!" the darker version of it.
That mark hit its target and Voldemort was lifted of his feet, slamming into a marble statue. Blood immediately began pouring down the side of his face, regardless of that he got back up again sending the Cruciatus curse at him.
Damon fell, wreathing in agony, but never made a sound, as Voldemort held the curse on. All anyone would think later, was thank god for Longbottom's clumsiness, as he had tripped up over his own feet and went flying into Voldemort. Longbottom squeaked and backed away quicker than humanly possible.
"Avada…" snarled Voldemort furious at the interruption.
"Hey, Voldemort, pick on someone your own size," said Damon getting back up his legs a little weak.
Voldemort stopped the spell staring at Damon as if he was the most stupid wizard he had come across. Nobody wanted to draw his attention and wrath, yet here stood a boy taunting him. Purposely redirecting his wrath and he should have been furious; instead he was too stunned as the battle continued on around him.
"Suffoco!" snarled Voldemort.
Ducking Damon shouted "Surculus telum!" arrows shot out of his wand and two managed to hit Voldemort in his good arm.
"Surculus telum," hissed Voldemort right back.
Damon hissed out in agony as three of the arrows embedded in his arm.
"Avis!" he choked out, "Avada Kedavra," after a few seconds, but Voldemort levitated the broken statue stopping his spell hitting its mark.
"Accio arrow's" hissed Damon moaning in agony as the arrows shot out of him. "Vigoratus" the arm healed but the pain remained, so he said a final spell that would have to do until he could get it seen to "Torpeo," he ducked the killing curse and it hit one of the Death Eaters in the back thankfully. There was too much fighting going on, people were going to be hurt accidentally.
"Incarcerous!" shouted Damon "Avada Kedavra!"
Voldemort hissed like a deranged snake as he was bound, he couldn't believe it. "I'll be back," hissed Voldemort as the killing curse neared him, unable to move.
"You're Horcrux's are gone," said Damon simply, watching the killing curse strike Voldemort. The look of shocked, surprised fury would have been funny, if the situation hadn't been so severe.
The battle slowed down, as if time had stopped, the Order stunned that Voldemort was dead. Death Eaters' unable to believe their lord and master was gone. Suddenly it sped up again; as each Death Eater fought for there own survival. Just as they were ready to cast lethal curses, the death eaters began screaming in agony. Clawing at their arms as if it was being cut off.
"What the hell's happening?" asked Sirius staring down at his opponent; they had somehow all made their way into the corridor outside the prophecy room. Bodies littered the ground, left right and centre.
Damon wanted to answer, but he was too exhausted, the cuts on his chest had been steadily bleeding and he was beginning to feel the affects. Feeling woozy he fell to his knees, barely able to keep his eyes open.
"DAMON!" yelled three voices simultaneously, Damon knew all of them but right then he fell unconscious.
"What's wrong with him?" asked Damien crouching down beside Severus who had Damon in his arms already.
"I don't know," said Severus breathing heavily, sweat on his brow from all the fighting.
"Shite is there a bloody healer here?" snarled Tyler furiously. How she was heard above the still screaming Death Eaters they'd never know.
"Fucking stun them!" snarled Damien, not in the mood to listen to their screaming when his brother's life was in danger. "I can't hear him through the bond Sev, it's bad." his eyes full of fear.
"Screw this, I'm taking him to Poppy," snarled Severus.
"Hold on, I'll apparate you out of here to the gates of Hogwarts," said Moody grabbing both of them and leaving.
"Go, I'll only hold you up," grunted Moody as he tried to steady himself. He had used a lot of magic in the battle, and this had just took more of his reserves were used too.
Severus spelled Damon feather light, not wanting to be held up because of his lover's weight. He ran fast and furiously towards the hospital wing, hoping and praying that Poppy was indeed there. A large Patronus went past him, but he didn't stop.
"Severus what on earth is going on?" asked Minerva.
"Voldemort's been defeated," said Severus as he ran past her giving no other explanation.
Minerva's eyes widened as she ran to catch up with him, she had just come from the hospital wing. Students from different houses had started screaming in agony for no reason. Only once she had gotten them there, did Poppy realize why. Their marks for some reason were burning bright red.
"Poppy I need help!" shouted Severus putting Damon on the bed as he practically collapsed himself.
"As you can see I'm a little busy!" said Poppy looking extremely frazzled.
"Listen to me right now Poppy, leave those Death Eaters and tend to Damon now! He just defeated Voldemort for us and it's the least he deserves!" snarled Severus furiously.
Shocked at the way she was being spoken to, the news she had been given to swallow. She took Severus' advice and made her way to Damon's side and began casting diagnosis spells.
"Infected cuts on his chest get me the potion," snapped Poppy gathering her supplies together the warm water with disinfectant in it. Spelling away his clothes, she began clearing away the blood clotting it at the same time. She couldn't heal them, not until they were cleansed of the infection.
Severus poured the potion onto the wounds on his chest, his hands shaking. He didn't even twitch when Tyler, Damien, Lily, James, Jasmine, Kevin, Sirius, Remus, Moody and Tonks entered the hospital wing. All were cut up and sore but they didn't seem to care as they stood and watched silently.
"Did something get in his arm? There's an infection there?" asked Poppy urgently.
"Arrow spell," said Severus curtly.
"Where? I need to re open the wounds," said Poppy curtly.
"Lower arm," said Severus, not even twitching when Poppy re opened the wounds, he poured the potion on watching it sizzling. Before Poppy promptly sealed the wound closed again. She then began pouring potions only Severus recognized down his throat.
"Right, he just needs plenty of rest," said Poppy, "whose next?" as she began blustering around the hospital wing.
Damon groaned, opening his bleary eyes wondering where he was. He recognized the smell of the hospital wing and flushed darkly, at the fact he had passed out. He tried to sit up only to scream in sudden pain. Jesus he hurt like hell, he didn't understand how then he remembered everything.
"Stay down, you'll be fine," said Severus soothingly, "Drink."
Damon breathed a huge sigh of relief as the pain disappeared from his chest. "What happened? Is Damien and Tyler alright?" he asked urgently.
"They're fine, just sleeping two beds down," said Severus.
"Oh thank god," said Damon "What happened? The last thing I remember was unholy screaming."
"The Death Eaters, they are…um kind of…insane, their marks are bright red now." said Severus unsure of how to explain it.
"So what happens to them?" asked Damon.
"The Ministry is trying to figure out the best way to handle them," said Severus.
"How long have I been out?" he asked.
"It's the afternoon after," said Severus.
"Damon?" said Jasmine quietly coming up to him.
"What?" asked Damon his voice neutral which wasn't really like him, it showed just how much pain he was still in.
"I'm glad you're okay," she said softly "I'm sorry about what our parents did."
"They might be your parents but they stopped being mine the second they listened to Dumbledore about splitting and Obliviating us," said Damon softly. He just wanted them to understand, he could see Kevin standing behind a little.
"I know, I understand…we've been wondering if they would have did the same to us…we know that answer and don't like it…me and Kev would love to get to you know," said Jasmine quietly.
"I'm not staying here, I'm going back home," explained Damon quietly.
Kevin and Jasmine looked devastated, for the first time Kevin spoke "Can we come?"
Damon's eyes widened, pain or not he did not expect that answer "You'd leave your parents?"
"Please, we just want to get to know you," begged Jasmine.
"I doubt James or Lily will let you go," said Severus seriously, when he saw how uncomfortable Damon was getting with the questions.
"I don't care," scowled Kevin.
Severus wanted to strangle someone, anyone really would do.
"Look, I'll write to you, we can get to know one another that way. You were given the childhood we should have had. I do not want a daily reminder staring me in the face." said Damon calmly "Maybe one day when we are all older, things might seem different. Maybe then we could meet up, for Christmases and birthdays maybe?"
Kevin and Jasmine stared at the floor; sad sighs left their lips "Okay, I can live with that."
"As long as you keep your promise," said Kevin.
"I will," said Damon calmly.
"Are you ready to go?" asked Damien quietly. Poppy had finally given them the all clear. Sirius and Remus had begged them to stay, wanting to get to know the twins. They had just received the same as Kevin and Jasmine. Offers to see them on special occasions, but not wanting to see them all the time. Just like Jasmine and Kevin, Remus and Sirius had been glad that Damon had offered something than not at all.
"Yeah, Sev packed everything," explained Damon finishing off his breakfast. He had been stuck in the hospital week for three days, and he was glad to be done with it.
"Okay, I'll go get him meet me outside," said Damien. Taking Tyler's hand they walked out of the room to find Severus.
"Poppy?" said Damon knocking on the office.
"Everything okay?" she asked smiling at him glad to see him back on his feet.
"I just want to thank you," said Damon drawing the surprised woman into a hug.
"Oh there's no need, I'd have done it for anyone," she said patting him on the back.
"Still, I think your profession is one that demands a great deal of respect that you don't get. I just want you to know I'm not one of them, so thank you and I shall miss your fussing." teased Damon.
"You're welcome, just take care of yourself alright?" said Poppy.
"Oh no problem with that, I think Sev is worse than you," laughed Damon drawing away.
Poppy smirked in amusement.
"Goodbye," said Damon.
"Take care," she said before Damon walked out of her hospital wing.
Damon walked down the stairs of Hogwarts, looking around; this would be the last time he'd be here. He was finally going home, where he belonged, with his brother, sister and lover. He was finally free, nobody was trying to drag him back, or keep him there. His potions had helped people here; Neville had certainly thanked him a lot. Not only that he had helped one self conscious boy gain confidence and his parents back. The only people who were in St. Mungo's insane ward would be the Death Eaters. The irony wasn't lost on anyone, unless of course they were stupid. The Death Eaters had been the reason they were there, now the Death Eaters were where they had placed innocent Wizards and Witches. Who's only crime by the way, had been to be born of mixed blood or with normal parents.
"Are you sure you want to do this Sev?" asked Damon.
"Yes," said Severus immediately not even hesitating. "Are you going to be alright to apparate us?"
"Of course," said Damon. He was apparating with Severus, and Damien was apparating Tyler. Their things were already shrunk in their pockets, they were finally leaving.
"Uh-oh let's go quickly!" said Tyler sounding agitated.
Damon and Severus' lips curled in disgust James and Lily were running down the steps shouting for them. Grabbing hold of Severus he apparated out of there, Damien and Tyler apparating right behind them. They landed in their house; they were free and home at long last.
All the four could think was 'It's been a long time coming' and to think it all started with an insane old man trying to separate twins.
He should have realized it wouldn't be so easy.
What did you think? love the ending? will there be a sequel? R&R or a one shot at xmas a few years later? with everyone?