Beginning of the end?

"well the body changed but that's one spell away from correcting at this moment i did die that blood traitor Matthew LeStrange killed me at the battle for grimwuald i had a horcrux this stupid curse breaker hit some booby trap and got his soul sucked out so i stole his body" he said calmly like he was having a ordinary conversation with him "as to why i'm down here i couldn't remember being me or a death eater now i do kinda anyway half the memories are gone still..but anyway i was on a small vacation to hogsmede i heard about the battle and here i am. almost got eaten by a spider but got one good memory back the first battle i went to here where I the dark lord and the rest of the death eaters entered the school and cause total chaos its a shame the dark lord is gone when i find the one that killed him he will pay" he said the last three words sounding so cold you could almost feel it. " it looks like you got your ass handed to you let me help with that" he said eyeing his wound.


Wand still in hand he raised it to felix as he examined the wound small memories of him being a vampire coming back he could actually smell the blood and almost hear his heart beat " we need a healer if you had gotten to this sooner you probably wouldn't have had a scar ill do my best maybe you will get lucky now this will hurt" he started making sewing motions over his wounds as he mumbled "Vulnera Sanentur" repeatedly He hoped it would take.

Accio Khaats wand. Thaor said, moments later he caught her wand that flew towards the pair from the otherside of the room. You'll be needing this. he said with a smile. Protego Totallum Thaor said, sheilding Khaat and himself long enough to get Khaat to her feet.

Jesus..lets get the hell out of here. Thaor said, leading Khaat out of the great hall before they were circled in by fire.

Felix gaped at the kid who was talking. It really was Emof.. that was incredible.. insane and incredible... but pretty cool too. His story was almost unbelievable.. but the way he stated it so simply, it was impossible for it not to be fact.. there was no other way. Shaking his head he stared at him. "Wow... Emof... here in the.. well sorta flesh I guess... Haven't seen you for a long while buddy." he said and moved so that he could get a good look at his back. "Ouch!" He yelped when the spell started to heal the wound. "Dammit... that hurts.." He growled and braced himself on the tree, staring ahead, trying to focus on something else. Finally the pain started to subside, and he felt better. "there.. I think.. it's better now... thanks." he muttered and pulled on his blood stained shirt again.

"So you gonna go fight then? This ain't no You-Know-Who fight though.. we have a new leader.. well, I guess it's 'technically' Lucius Malfoy, what do I know, I just got broken out of Azkaban, but I'm supporting Grindewald.." He grinned and shook his still shining head of hair, to flip a piece of hair out of his eyes. "He's around here somewhere, waiting for the right moment to strike I'm guessing.. but we've got the forest burning down one way.. the school burning up in there.. and Spiders rampaging everywhere.. the gates are guarded, and they have almost no means of escape.. at this point.. the only way out is apparation, but they stopped themselves from that mode of transportation." he grinned and shook his head again. "Once we get the castle under control.. it's ours... I'm pretty sure we'll get there too.." he smiled. "Let them run around in the fire first of course.."

Robert had seen Thaor's patronus, but he hadn't been able to leave his own skirmish at the moment. He had kept a wary eye out to see if Thaor could make it outside. When he saw him exiting the castle with Khaat, he breathed a deep sigh of relief. "MIchael," Robert called.

"Go," MIchael told him. "I have it. Go." Robert didn't need to be told twice. He ran to Thaor and Khaat. There were no words that adequately expressed Thaor getting her out alive.

"Thank you," he said to Thaor. "More than you will ever know. I'll take her from here. Her job is done here anyway." He looked at Khaat. She wasn't alright. Something not quite right. Much as he wanted to stay with her and see to it himself, now was not the time.

"Brian!" Robert shouted. He got Brian's attention and motioned him over.

"Khaat," Brian frowned, concerned.

"Get her out of here. Get her to someplace safe. Take care of her," Robert ordered. "Don't come back. Stay with her--no matter what. Make sure she's alright."

"You have my word," Brian said. He wrapped his arm around her waist and then looked at Thaor. "Thank you." He took Khaat off school grounds, away from the carnage. The sooner he could apparate away from all of this, the better. Robert watched them go before going back to his own responsibilities, wanting to be sure they were safely away.

"hahaha Grindewald and i are living proof that true evil never dies" he said laughing evilly. "Of course im going to fight give me a bit the memories from the first battle i was in are rushing to me" he said holding his head a bit. He heard a snap and turned to see a animal running for safety it must have been spooked by the battle. He walked around a short distance waiting for something to happen.

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Jess breathed an inner sigh of relief as Robert whisked Khaat away, allowing him to turn all his attentions to the Death Eater before him.

Except in paying attention to her he had to split his attention to the horde of Acromantula trying to storm the castle. Goddamnit he hated spiders. "Incendio," he shouted, shooting a ball of fire at one of the beasts, which scurried about, clicking and shrieking (In a spider-y sort of way), scaring several of its kin away from the hall, but not all.

"You B****," he shouted, swiping his wand down and wordlessly sending a cutting spell at her face, trying to maim, not kill her. "Why not fight me, rather than hide behind your spiders and Death Eaters?" He asked, trying to provoke her into letting her anger get the best of her and bring out a proper fight, rather than just one with animated minions clashing. One on one was a far better way of resolving things.

"Doyle," he shout again as the smoke from outside billowed through the open doors of the Entrance hall. "Control your fire, put the damned thing out," he screamed, his anger rising.

Simon wasn’t getting up, and Amelia was struggling to be the patient, helpful savior that always appeared in movies or books. Somehow, those characters always had enough time to rescue the damsel in distress – who in this case, happened to be a pampered prince in peril – and still kill the dragon and save the day.

“There’s a reason they call those books fantasy…” Amelia muttered, thinking aloud as she tried in vain to drag Simon from the floor, but he was frozen. She was about to start checking for splicing when Amelia heard a pop behind her, and spun on the spot to find that the situation had, if it was possible, become even more dire.

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Miseria closed her eyes. For the first time, she actually felt the urge to kill someone, rip their heards off and f*cking eat them. That was enough. How many hogwarts' students and muggle people were going to die because of those fools who thought that they can do whatever they want?

She heard a voice which spoke to her. She had to open her eyes to see who it was who spoke to her. Kiley. So she did rescue her? She tryed to smile, but a deep growl came out from her throat instead. Mis gave her a short nod, trying to get up, but her paws weren't strong enough. Not after the cruciatus. When the girl used Finite she felt much better, but not good enough. Her legs were still numb. She also heard someone else arriving there. Alexis. She scowled at the wolf. Wasn't she on the Death Eater's side now? Why did she even care if she was alright?

The wolf smelled the blood that came from the Ravenclaw girl, and she looked at her leg, eyes widened. Did She do that? Oh, please, no! she thought to herself, but then she looked at Alexis again. “Cruciatus curse,“ she replied to her. White wolf didn't know what motivated her to join the enemies. Why would anyone want to destroy their school? She got up, and looked at Athena. The girl hadn't done any moves recently. “We need to get Kiley out of here,“ she thought. This was the only way to speak with Alexis. And that was, of course, if the other wolf wanted to help her.

“Where are we going to find him in this shit, Andres? Do you have Eli sensors on you? That little prat would be better off at Durmstrang! That’s where everyone else went but he was too special so he had to go to fuc-WHOA!”

Andres whirled around to see Harry wielding his wand. The two watched as Carles rolled down the embankment into a pit of spiders. Andres could barely keep the grin off of his face as Harry tucked his wand back into his robes – as if he hadn’t just sent one of their cousins tumbling into a spidery-doom. Still, he was no great loss – the brat – so the two men pressed on along the embankment in search of the Slytherin that they’d had a visual on before he’d disappeared. Obviously Viktor had more connections with the school and the Ministry than he cared to admit and so Andres and Harry were placed on ‘Eli-duty’. However, there was another pressing issue; Cecilia was missing. Valantin and Alexi had already (apparently) been ‘round the castle but they hadn’t found her. That meant, much to Andres’ chagrin, that she was somewhere out in the haze of battle.

“Can you see her?” Andres asked, rising up onto his tip-toes as he scanned the crowd of wizards and witches. “Or him for that matter. Christ alive...could you imagine how much shit we’d be in if we went back empty handed? Regardless of what Irina’s got cooking, H, we’d still be a bullock worse off by the time Viktor was through with us and besides-”

“Found him!”

Harry shot off the embankment, leaving Andres in the dust. Harry weaved through the bodies on the way to the one that was standing stationary, staring into space. Andres watched from above, still scanning the area for any sign of Cecilia; though, there was none. Harry dived for Elijah, tackling the boy to the floor – managing to successfully shake him out of whatever trance he’d put himself in. Elijah groaned and looked up at Harry with bleary eyes. Harry shook his shoulders and slapped his cheek gently, encouraging his eyes to focus. When they did, they widened and Elijah rolled them over. Harry looked at Elijah just as a fist came down on his face. He yelped and grabbed Elijah’s robes, forcing Elijah back over so he was straddling his waist.

“ENOUGH!” He shouted at him, causing Elijah to still immediately. “Just stop! Where’s Cecilia? She was here. She’s not in the castle Val checked. Where is she?”

“I don’t bloody well know! How am I supposed to know where she is? I didn’t even know she was here!” Elijah protested.

Harry shook his head and dragged Elijah to his feet. The two then ran back through the throng of people and Harry Apparated out with Elijah once they were on the safety of the embankment. It wasn’t a moment after when Carles came back up the side, mumbling something about roots attacking him. Valantin had returned to Andres’ side by this point and he looked at Carles pointedly before running down the side in search of these roots. He whipped his wand out and pointed it at the patch of uneven turf. A root shot out and Valantin instinctively cast ‘Incendio’ he watched as the root burned, revealing a cavern of sorts underneath.

“Andres,” Valantin dropped himself down into the hole and lit the end of his wand. His eyes fell on Cecilia and they widened. “ANDRES! Get down here!” The boys did not waste time. This wasn’t a Krum battle – those were tactical – this was just a waste of time. In a few minutes, they removed Cecilia from the roots and Valantin took her into his arms before the three Apparated out, leaving Carles on the embankment where he would sit for the rest of the evening.

(Exits)

Naomi sent Fyona off, dragging Nester. She expected Fyona to find a place to drop him where he would be unharmed and return to help her and the rest of them. Carlyn was helping support Hoover, who was refusing to believe that he needed any help at all. Colby was watching Naomi, disturbed by how distant their pack leader appeared.

She watched Felix, engaging in a battle with some redhead chick. Naomi was ready to go over and take the chick out. But she was mesmerized by Felix, by his movements. She heard a bark and she turned. Hoover was glaring at her. Oi! Looks like you're little pup is defecting. Wasn't up to par.

What are you talking about? she responded, and she followed his gaze as he jabbed his nose towards a figure. She followed his gaze and snarled. ALEXIS! she barked after the wolf, wheeling to face her. You chose your side and stick with it!