Beginning of the end?

Andrew had been in the castle. Frog had gotten lose, and battle or not, he wasn't losing the one link he had to most of his childhood. He was getting really ticked, but he finally found Frog in Sam's pillowcase. He took the little green frog, shoved the frog in his pocket and angrily told it to stay there and not come out no matter what. Then he picked up his wand and the battered wand that had belonged to his father. He tucked his father's wand into jeans and ran outside. It took a moment for his mind to wrap around what he saw in front of him. He scanned though the madness and found Robert's figure in the crowd.

"Robert!" Andrew shouted, panicked.

"Andrew! Protect yourself! Stay with someone you trust," Robert commanded. "Khaat is over there with your Headmaster. Brian is over there. Wilson is over there." Robert pointed some different directions to point them out.

"Where's Sam?" Andrew asked.

"Sam? Oh. Your friend. Over there. With Michael and Thaor."

"Thaor? Elldir!!" he was dumbstruck.

"He's on our side. Don't shoot him," Robert commanded him.

"Uh...I think I'll just stay here for now," Andrew said, standing as close to Robert as he could.

"Then stand behind me, Son," Rober ordered. "Never in front." Andrew obeyed, but he stood off to the side so he could get a few clear shots of his own.

Angus was never one to stay away from a battle. He was ticked that the grounds were so easily breached. He picked out his allies easily and the many terrified students. Then he saw the acromantula.

"Bugger!" he cursed. "Freaking spiders. Who riled them up?" He found himself standing beside someone who was firing at the spiders. He didn't know whether they were friend or foe, but getting rid of the spiders might be a good start to clearing this up. He began firing killing curses at the spiders to get rid of them.

OOC: Damon, Angus is somewhere close to you.

"Hm," Tish thought, "How one dress for a war?" She was used to being called a bit shallow, but after all, it was important that one looked good. She decided on stunning black leather. She changed and then, after making sure she looked stunning, she made her way outside.

In some cases it looked fairly well defined about who were the good guys and who were the bad guys. Then she saw a divine looking dark haired man standing near the charms professor. She siddled up beside him and began to fire at the spiders along with him.

"I'm Tish," she said, somehow, managing to flirt at the same time she was firing killing curses.

The man barely looked at her. "Angus," he replied. "Steady your aim if you intend to hit them."

"Can you show me how? she asked in an innocent voice.

"Not now," he said, oblivious to the flirting. "Keep practicing. There are plenty to try with. Just don't aim at people, would you, Child?"

Child? He saw her as a child? She resisted the urge to pout, and instead fired angrily at one of the spiders, hitting it and dispatching it. And the dark haired man seemed to take no notice whatsoever.

Steven aparated in, right in the middle of the woods at the school his wand out and ready yet his eyes and body poised for action he glanced left then right figures stood around him yet he was looking for only one Robert Lupin. Quickly he saw him and a smaller figure stood close to him. He was about to move when Jack aparated next to him his eyes watching as he appeared his wand out and at the ready also. Moving quick yet quietly he motioned with a wave of his hand for Jack to follow him moving stealthy to beside Robert. His eyes fell gently onto Andrew who stood next to Robert, he was struck as to how he was stuck some where between concern in that he was actually there in the fight, a boy his son and a pride that Andrew was standing with them as if some sort of primal rite of passage, so standing there he said nothing knowing now was not the time and the school grounds not the place. He glanced over at jack who stood looking out into the area just beyond where they now stood.

“ Who we waiting on?” Jack asked Robert as he kept his instinct to fight like a wolf locked deep inside him. Finding now that being human was easier that it had been and had been so for some time. Jack smiled down at Andrew, “ Hey Andrew, better do exactly what Robert tells you, “ he said “ but if it gets too rough find some where to hide and one of us will come and find you. “ he said knowing the young boy was so much stronger that he appeared and would want to fight to the end. Jack quickly glanced to his left, seeing Angus there he nodded to him, more to reassure himself he was there, he didn't know the woman who stood with him, but hoped she knew her stuff as he had a feeling this battle was not going to be a quick one. He saw Khaat and moved to her side leaving Steven with Robert and Andrew.

"Waiting?" Robert said, firing a stunning spell to ward a particularly large acromantula back from its intended pursuit of a young student. The acromantula's legs all sprawled out from underneath it, and it fell limp. "I'm not waiting on anything.

A wand shot whizzed past Khaat's ear, but she didn't see where it came from. She knew what Brian and her father both wanted to say to her but didn't have the time to do so. The shot that had buzzed by her ear had startled her. Made her more watchful and alert. She figured it was just someone aiming at her father who had incredibly lousy aim.

Thaor smiled as Robert and Khaat appeared. However his smile didn't last long. Thaor quickly looked around as a spell flew past Khaat so close to her ear he was sure it grazed her. I'll be sticking with you Khaat. Thaor said, with a quick glance to Robert.

Whats the plan Robert? Thaor asked, sending a stunning spell at a rather large spider heading towards the castle front doors. And who the hell invited the spiders? Thaor asked, stunning another two.

This battle was looking more and more like a three ring circus, nothing was organised, no one had a game plan. Death Eaters were all over the place, students batteling students. Sandra being Sandra. Not so fast Sandra. We have some unfinished business to attend to. Thaor said, running towards her.

"Thank you," Khaat said to Thaor. She was pleased to have him there. She knew that her presence here was possibly a distraction for others. She looked very pregnant. And that made those who loved her concerned about her. She had plenty of people around her, but she wasn't without her own skills. Still, her father was right. she would make a handy target if she weren't quick and careful.

"Wasn't me," Robert told Thaor, regarding the spiders, "Though I'd like to catch one or two of the little ones."

"You would," Khaat said, rolling her eyes at him. "Mom would lock you and them out of the house. You do not need acromantulas at the house. Little monsters become big monsters."

"If its done right, yes," her father agreed. "One would hope."

"Don't curse them!" Damon yelled angrily at the pair who'd joined him.

Was nobody at home to any sense anymore?

"What will you do if you kill whoever that is?" he asked pointing to the coocoon of webbing the spiders had constructed around Lucy. "We need to get to that person quickly. I suggest using the young lady here as bait."

"My bad," Angus said, realizing that his late arrival had enabled him to be behind on the fact that there was still a presumably living student in the cocoon. He looked at Tish. She was entirely too young for him. And who dressed like that for a war, for Pete's sake? He looked back at the man beside him and shrugged. "Works for me."

He looked at Tish. "Now, listen. When the spider gets close to you--run! Alarte Ascendare!" The spell threw Tish up in the air and he used his wand to, more or less, toss her to the spider in question. Tish screamed as Angus tossed her over to the spider, which appeared to stop spinning in order to see what was coming its way.

"Oh, she is good bait," Angus laughed. "Shall we go get them now?"

((hey guys, lets just pretend Lucius is not a prisoner, I feel we need someone fully evil to take control here.))

And then, Lucius Malfoy joined the fray.

He strolled onto the scene as though this was something he did every day, for to be honest, this could hardly be called a battle. There wasn't nearly enough screaming, for starters.

At once, he noticed the hub of the enemy command. Apparently, the Order of the Phoenix, or the Auror squad, or whomever had decided to assist Hogwarts in its hour of need had decided having a chat was more important than defeating the ultimate evil. How insulting.

Lucius' wand flashed as he sent a blasting hex to the centre of the group, immediately followed by a couple of killing curses for the Minister of Magic and the red-haired child who stood with them. Red hair just pressed his buttons for some reason.

He had, however, noticed that one of their very own had been among the group, and not in the good, homocidal way, either. Poor Elldir. His death would not be a short or pleasant one.

"Sonorus," Lucius amplified his voice.

"Hello Hogwarts and welcome to Battle Bonanza Two Thousand Twenty Three. I'll be your host, Lucius Malfoy!

The following people will be dying shortly, so say goodbye to your loved ones: Thaorston Elldir, The entire Lupin family, Edgar Doyle and Shelby Malfoy - sorry darling, we don't like turncoats in this family."