SECRET ( Drarry fanfiction)

Chapter 9

Harry Apparated to the small town where the Death Eaters were supposed to attack. He lost any bit of tiredness he'd been feeling as his body geared up to fight, and he had to remind himself that he wasn't supposed to be fighting this time unless absolutely necessary. Plenty of people didn't even want him there at all.

He looked around him at the town. It was small enough that Voldemort seemed to believe that with forty Death Eaters he could wipe out the entire town. Harry knew that twenty masked Death Eaters were going to be popping into existence at either end of the town sometime soon.

They wouldn't be able to enter any of the buildings now, though. McGonagall had taken a group to the town earlier and the team had spent a few hours casting wards surreptitiously that would refuse entrance to the Death Eaters. Harry didn't understand the wards at all, but he was pretty sure it was something similar to the Dursley's house that wouldn't allow anyone with the Dark Mark to enter the property.

While many in the Order had been at this last meeting, a group had been going through the town and "encouraging" any stragglers to go to their homes. Harry knew the Order wasn't using Imperius, but they were modifying memories if need be. He remembered the Ministry official altering Mr. Roberts' memory at the Quidditch World Cup. The team would have no qualms about doing what they could as long as it didn't permanently harm the Muggles and it helped to protect them.

Now, the town was quiet. Too quiet. Considering that Voldemort was trying to wipe this town out of existence, it was downright creepy seeing it with no signs of life at the moment. Harry knew the people were there, but it still didn't feel right.

With nothing to do but wait, Harry let his thoughts wander. He was anxious, and he knew it wasn't just because of the members of the Order. The Weasleys, Tonks, Remus, McGonagall—he was anxious about all of them. He knew that people were likely to get hurt.

Half of his anxiety seemed to center around Draco and Snape, though. There was something extremely strange to be worried about them, but he was feeling it regardless. Well, he wasn't overly concerned about Snape, but he was very nervous for Draco.

One wrong move and Draco could bring down the wrath of both sides down upon his head.

Under the protection of his Invisibility Cloak, Harry stepped out from his hiding spot and looked to both ends of the main street. He didn't know which direction Draco would be coming from. He knew the Death Eaters planned to sweep through either end of the town and meet in the middle.

Harry himself was stationed in the middle of the town at the moment, while the majority of the Order members were lying in wait at either end. They would attack immediately when the Death Eaters popped into existence.

As Harry watched, that was exactly what happened. He heard the loud cracks, even from where he was at, and almost immediately after he saw the flashes of wand light as the Order members began their counter-attack.

After a moment of indecision, Harry ran, keeping to the shadows as much as possible in case the Invisibility Cloak slipped as he moved. Knowing where the Order members were, he went in the opposite direction of Moody. Moody was the only one who could locate him while he was under the Cloak. Coming nearer to the battle, he slowed and crept closer.

Several bodies were down already, and Harry only hoped that they were stunned Death Eaters. Duels were taking place over a wide area, and in the darkness Harry was having trouble determining who was who.

Creeping around the outskirts of the battle, Harry spotted Remus in a duel. As he watched closely, Remus was caught by some curse, causing him to stumble. Harry's breath caught in his throat, but Remus quickly recovered and shot off his own spell.