I See in Moonlight

Battle at the Black Gates

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"The Black Gates!!" a scout shouts and everyone gives a collective sigh, the last two nights had been rather nerve wracking, but thanks to Dobby supplying coffee and between Severus, Harry, Hermione and Luna making Wide Awake potions, no one was all that fatigued.

They had couple more ambushes, but thanks to Forge's quick thinking and Harry and Severus brewing throughout the last day and night while Boromir kept the trunk secured in his hands while his most trusted men kept him safe even from their own allies at least until they had finished. Now they were in the shadows of the Black Gates, the walls rose like mountains and the valley in which they sat was so massive that even with numbers nearly reaching those that had laid siege to the White City, they barely filled a fraction of open space. The Fellowship gathered up, Boromir riding in the dead center of the group as the others took up spots around him since he still had Harry sitting in the saddle with him. To his left was Elladan(Elrohir) with Merry and to his right was Elrohir(Elladan) with Pippin. Okay, so he's not sure which twin is which, however they are riding in front of his horse while behind him is Eomer who has Gimli with him.

He glances to his left to see who he thinks is Master George(Fred) with Master Neville behind him and Lady Luna behind them with Lord Wolf sitting beside her. On his right is Master Fred(George) with Master Lady Hermione behind him, Lord Prince and Lord Grim are behind her, sitting side by side. He sees Prince Theodred on beside Eomer as Legolas, Aragon and Haldir take the front with Gandalf taking point. He knows he turns his head to see the Banner Bearer quickly ride forward and get into place behind Aragon, the White Tree of Minas Tirith proudly displayed on the deep royal blue cloth clear for the enemy to see. They march away from their mean, who quickly close the gap, spears at the ready just in case of trouble.

Ron and Ginny were kept back since neither could ride a horse and Harry didn't want them flying on the twins' brooms because that would spoil the surprise of there being more Magicals than Sauron had originally thought there would be. As they were approaching the midway point between their army and the imposing gates, said black doors began to creak open just the tiniest bit and a solo rider comes out. Harry gives a low threatening hiss mixed with a growl which sets his mates on high alert. The four Elves grab for their bows, holding them at the ready, but no arrows drawn just yet.

"Hadrian?" Severus calls softly.

"He's.... poison!! Get it away from me!!" Harry growls, hissing furious, feeling the leeching black magic that covers the being so completely that who or whatever it was before is forever gone and could never be recovered.

"Pup-- shit!" Sirius growls, now feeling it as Severus also hisses.

The Magicals are all on high alert now as the being gets closer and stops his horse only a few yards away. Aragon and Gandalf ride forward, Gandalf as a native is not nearly as sensitive to the befouled being, having lived a very long time and dealt with a number of beings and creatures who serve the Dark One. He is worried, however by the rather violent reactions from his fellow Istari from another world and time. They stop close that should they draw their weapons they could rather easily behead the enemy if needs be.

"Aragon, son of Arathorn, we welcome you to Mordor!" Greets the creature that has a strange contraption over most of its face that only its mouth can be seen. The mouth when closed is so thin, it looks like he bend welded shut and then cut open again. There are wounds around it that open and ooze a putrid smelling substance and when it smiles at them, the teeth are quite alarmingly big, rotted and jagged. "My Master offers his warmest and most sincerest greetings and bid you be comfortable at his table as you break bread this day."