Beginning of the end?

James looked how the students were there with a Spider. He didn't like the fact that they were there, or that they were lieing down. He looked at Frank. "Go get them to the RoR, let them enter the room and they will get away to the place protected by the OOTP."He said as he whispered it so the DE wouldn't hear it.

He then turned around as he run to Acramentula running against it and knocking it away from the Students that were on the ground. "I don't know if a student is here, but if you are, just get the hell out of here, the spider doesn't attack something like here, if it isn't blocking his path."He said as he didn't know if the person would hear it or not.

Jack looked at Michael and slowly lowered her wand, still glowering at Elldir, still sure that this was a mistake and that Elldir was a arrogant ass who was sure to turn on them. Letting out a exasperated sigh, she let her hand fall to her side. James Manson showed up- she had met him once in his store, and now he was releasing animals left and right.

"How can you be sure they won't mistake students as targets!" She yelled after him, but he was already going to Frank, helping pull a girl from the clutches of the spiders. "And werewolves. Most of the werewolves aren't on our side." She glanced over at Ari and nodded. They knew for sure they had one. Or at least, he was allied with her.

As Louis came up, Jack turned to him and bit her lip. She grabbed him by the shoulder and moved away from the battle. "Could you do me a huge favor? All these kids are just mucking up the battle. Could you get the good kids- the PA ad the neutrals- and get them into the school and into the Room of Requirement? Maybe see if Sam will help you. Hide them out there. If you feel your PA coin burn, that means use the Room as an evacuation point into the Hog's Head. Do you understand?"

Miseria had to back up when she saw another fighter, in this case professor, joining the one who she just protected from the attack. She stepped aside, looking at him. Her only wish, while being in this wolf form, was not to be attacked by someone who she could trust or who was fighting against the death eaters.

Suddenly, when everything started shaking, she fell down, and couldn't stand up until it was over. At first, she thought that it was some sort of curse casted at her, but then she heard a loud voice that came out of nowhere. Though, she never heard this voice before, she could sence the owner. She stood up, though, after the shaking it was even hard to her, and looked around.

The battle was chaotic. Everyone was fighting. She couldn't see anything clearly, only heard voices and spells that flew through the airs.

She had to move. She had to see if her friends (or allies) were alright. Though, there was nothing with what she could help them, she could atleast bite the death eaters' heads off. She couldn't see Amelia and the other boy anymore. They almost like disappeared infront of her eyes. She saw Michael not so far away, and near him, there was Jack with Elldir, Jess, and what a surprise – James Manson!

He released his animals everywhere to fight the spiders and help them. She showed her fangs in a grin. What can we expect from an animal lover? she thought, and ran towards them. Near Jack, there was another werewolf. She didn't know him, and right now, she didn't even care who that was. She heard only one part of what Jack said. “If you feel your PA coin burn, that means use the Room as an evacuation point into the Hog's Head. Do you understand?"

As she approached them, she stopped right next to the leader of PA, and looked at her. She didn't have any direct orders, and right now, without a wand, and not knowing what exactly to do, she could use some. Not that she could do much in her wolf form. Only chew some heads and hands and legs off, but that wouldn't help much in this battle.

Sandra deflected a few stupefys and what-not, but she was used to that. It was Thaor's attack that really got her confused. She couldn't remember whether he was playing the double agent or what for the life of her, and as she ducked under the attack she felt herself getting, well...

Pissed off.

"Good Lord!" She shouted, firing an Avada Kedavra off into the distance to show just how angry she was. "Whose side are you on Ellidr?" Except now Doyle was attacking Ellidr, and at this point Sandra couldn't find it in herself to give a damn. "Screw this," she muttered under her breath, stalking away from the fight. "I'm going to go set something on fire."

A werewolf came to Jack's side and she looked down at it, trying to see if she could identify the wolf and figure out if she could trust her. Jack chewed on her bottom lip and then nodded, deciding that the werewolf had not attacked, and there were few jobs she could give her that would cause her to cause more destruction than she would if she wanted to.

"Watch the students. You can probably defend them from the other werewolves better than we can. Please don't let anyone get bitten... Or mauled... Or worse." She nodded. "Thank you." She glanced at Ari, hoping for validation.

He had a place in this battle but selfishly, Elijah remained stationary, staring down at the carnage that was being created by the mix of werewolves and, now, Acromantula. His blood had long since run cold. The curses were vicious and with no break. People fought but to what end? What did the Death Eaters want? They already had the school. But then, if they truly had control then the Headmaster wouldn’t have been able to install that group of ‘protectors’. There were four of them – one of them was meant to be Elijah. He could see Ariel in werewolf form, keeping to his promise, and he could also see Amelia who seemed to be holding her own. As light was becoming increasingly low, the only sources seemingly from the moon and from what was being expelled from the ends of people’s wands, it was going to become a lot more dangerous. He had a place here, surely, whether that was protecting someone or dealing with the animals.

But he was just a pretty boy – Viktor Krum’s son. He’d done nothing honourable in his life. He’d never saved anything, he’d just watched with dismay as people slipped through his fingers. First Alice then everyone else seemed to follow suit. He could escape Hogwarts. He could do as he had always wanted and learn from Micah in the comfort of the manor once more. He could Apparate – or at least try – and get to the manor where he’d be safe. Irina made hot chocolate wonderfully. He could taste it on his tongue even as he stood there; but that was the point. Despite knowing what lie beyond the gates, Elijah did not move. He did not want to run away and be called a coward because of it. He’d vowed to keep his family safe whatever the cost and what he saw down there was his family – the family that Hogwarts was. Sure they were dysfunctional and more than one of the Gryffindor arseholes wouldn’t be missed by the Slytherins if the Death Eaters offed them but that wasn’t the point.

Elijah’s place was there regardless of whether there was something better waiting for him at home or not. He wasn’t finished here yet.

A hiss broke Elijah’s attention on the battle and he looked down to see Ali slither out from under his trouser leg. She wasn’t nearly as long as her mother and so that was an advantage. She could slip in there and slip right out again without being noticed. Elijah wasn’t willing to make that sacrifice though. Even if she did go unseen she could still get hurt and he wasn’t going to be responsible for that. He launched himself to the floor after her but she slid right out of his grip. Elijah growled in frustration and hissed at her. She took little notice though and continued sliding into battle.

It was then that Nachash bit him.

Elijah yelped and scrambled to his feet. He drew his wand and stared at it with contempt. He’d never get along with it but now, he needed it. He could manage well enough without the wand from a day to day basis but not today. He needed her today. The wand shuddered in his hand and Elijah’s arm was yanked upwards. A flare was shot into the sky and Elijah watched, mesmerised, as the red light exploded, shooting long branches of light across the battle area. He sucked in a breath and felt Nachash bite into the same spot. He yelped once more before taking off, sailing down the embankment as fast as his legs could carry him. He had nothing to lose now. Why not use his life to save another one that possessed more worth? He would soon be replaced’ within his own family and Mira would be gifted with a new betrothal.

Then, just as he joined the battle, the Order members arrived. Elijah didn’t know which side to stray to. Of course he knew what was right but he also knew what was easy. He knew he should side with them but he didn’t know what the safer, smarter option was. Elijah froze, his wand in his hand, and his lip came beneath his teeth. Immediately, battle resumed around him and Elijah was forced to wave his wand and cast shield charms – if only to protect himself. Elijah felt the ground rise up from beneath him as the blasting spell made its way to him and he gave a shriek as he was thrown up into the air.

Gravity came back into control quicker than Elijah could have anticipated and he sailed back to the ground. Elijah slammed to the ground. The air was knocked out of him and he gasped, feeling the bones in his leg begin to give. That leg had never properly healed. Elijah winced but threw himself back onto his unsteady feet. Elijah pointed his wand at his knee and flicked it. Bandages shot out and wrapped themselves tightly around his leg. He gasped again as he felt them tighten and winced before setting off once more. He was much more unsteady but his reflexes weren’t dampened.

It was a good thing too because it was at that moment that spider came up upon him. Elijah brought his wand up and felt the sharp stick penetrate the flesh of the spider. He gasped and looked at the monstrous animal as it squealed. Its inner juices escaped around the wand and coated his hand. Elijah closed his eyes and whispered one of the spells Durmstrang had taught him – one of the spells he’d used on a spider before. Elijah watched as the light died in every eye the creature possessed and he let out a strangled cry as it fell, pulling the wand with its corpse. Elijah managed to retract it as the creature hit the floor; just as guilt began to well up within him.

“Oh Merlin,” He stuttered uselessly.

Elijah turned and watched as spells were fired around him. He watched as blood was drawn, as both spiders and werewolves flew through the air. What he saw was violence, unnecessary loss. He saw waste. Elijah backed away, bumping into a non-descript student. He whirled around and pointed his wand at the person’s chest. He met the gaze of the equally scared student and stood, watching as the boy turned and fled. Elijah felt like following but he couldn’t, he couldn’t will his feet to move; he just stood there, staring.

Damon had stayed out of the fighting for as long as he possibly could. Partly out of self preservation and partly to resist temptation, which essentially amounted to the same thing. However, if he wanted to keep his place, he would need to show his face sometime.

Out on the grounds, a group of acromantula seemed to be taking great interest in somebody who'd shielded themselves. Just as Damon was about to unleash a flip jinx in their direction, some helpful soul went to their aid and Damon was left with the second group of spiders to contend with. These had already begun wrapping one of their prey in silk, a sickening thought.

Thaor watched as Caelani flew off on a Thestral. I doubt they'll be back Michael, if they are, they both will see the light so to speak. Thaor said with a laugh. Jack, I will prove it later, not is not the time for story telling. Thaor said turning to Jack.

Thaor aimed his wand at Sandra as she asked him whose side he was on. Not yours, or Grindelwalds. Avada Kedavra. he sent after her as she was turning to go catch stuff on fire.

Thaor smiled as the Order showed up. Thank God he thought to himself. Now it was time to end this gig.

''I don't trust Jess Potter, either'', Doyle replied. He observed the havoc within the Grounds. He was lucky enough to keep this on the Grounds, but he wasn't exactly sure how long it would still be fought here. Wilson was inside, McCoy was somewhere behind him, but they had no plan. Why? Because the two fractions, as always, turned this school and this area, into a personal battleground. Why Hogwarts? It's always Hogwarts? ''Sectumsempra'', he fired another spell at Sandra Archer. He did not trust Elldir, but he had, at the moment, not been such a vast threat.

Robert had picked up a thestral and had picked up Khaat as well. They mounted a large strong thestral and flew in and landed next to Doyle. He trusted Brian and Michael and Thaor to hold their positions. He helped Khaat off.

"Do try to not be a large target, will you?" he said to her.

"I'll do my best," she said sarcastically. She glanced over at Brian who was not happy that she had joined the fray. Robert looked over at Doyle.

"Headmaster," he said by way of introduction. "Robert Lupin. Elldir and Tremaine are part of my men. Do try to leave them alive, please.