❝I think the war changed me a lot, yeah. I hope you noted the sarcasm.❞
The Kingdom of the Magical folk had never been at rest ever since the birth of the Dark Lord. Constant wars and bloodshed had become children's bedtime tales.
One such gloomy d...
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The dawn rose along with the entire troop of the Order of The Phoenix overlooking the sunrise from the Hero's Cliff. It had been a ten minute trek to the cliff but from the highest place, one could see Voldemort's army nested among the closing valleys.
Ginny had been by her brother's side all along, using a broomstick to reach the cliff instead of climbing. The fliers were ordered to give a ride to one defender at the time of the battle so that they could concentrate on attacking whilst controlling the broom rather than be worried about defending themselves. Ron was, therefore, accompanied by the bushy-haired witch, Hermione. Ginny was going solo, as she was to switch to attacker on ground should the Death Eaters gain the upper hand.
"There they are!" Somewhere to the front, Harry shouted. Ginny flew down, to keep close to the ground.
"And they are resting. I think it's the right time to sneak up on them," Sirius said. The other leaders agreed and so, the Order stomped forward with determination to set an end to the rule of evil once and for all.
The valley the Eaters were camping in was nested within two cliffs. The cliff to the left was Hero's Cliff, whilst the right one lead to Godric's Hollow; it was presumably from where the Dark Lord was coming.
With the advantage of the still dark skies, the Order managed to get deeper into the attacking territory before they were found by a werewolf with sharp senses: Fenrir Greyback. Remus, being a werewolf himself, had already anticipated this and thanks to the way he had taken a longer route to step into the valley, the Order had managed to gain a upper hand. The Eaters, now alerted, hurried to get into en garde but the Order held the advantage of having already been ready for a war.
The battle timely ensued, the atmosphere filling with the sounds of firing spells, swords and shields clashing against each other in a fight of metal, falling bodies, agonized screams, wreckage of camps, blasts of boulders and so on.
Ginny felt the cold war wind pinch her guts, igniting a sense of strong determination in her heart, as she flew over the fighting mass down, aiming hexes at the foes with practised mastery. Her aim was proving to be set with just as much fire as she had, further boosting her confidence.
Below her was her brother and Hermione. Flying lower to the ground, Ron was aiming exceptionally well with Hermione putting up defensive shields as when required. The brunette was helping the other fliers who were close to them as well. Ginny was not included in this. She needed no defenses to win this battle.
The Eaters, sensing trouble from the skies to be more worrisome, started firing at the fliers instead of the Order fighting on the ground. Ginny did a barrel roll, just in time, to save the tail of her broom from catching fire. "Stupefy!" She smirked devilishly when her stunning spell hit the Death Eater who had tried to set her broom on fire.
"Watch out, Weasley!"
"Protego!"
Ginny wheeled around in the pink skies to witness Cho Chang setting a shield to her broom.
