Her Blazing Spirit ━━ G. Weasley ✓

🏮 | Finding The Right Piece

"No, wait!"

The familiar voice forced Ginny back to reality. Until then, her head was swirling of images that were nothing more than mere imagination formed out of the persuasive words of Voldemort.

"She's my sister and I daresay that she's stronger than I am!" It was Ron. The real Ron whose voice was strong enough to break through her trance. "I don't care if she's a girl or if girls ought to only practice defense! Blimey, have you any idea how scared my brothers and I are should we piss her off?" He laughed all of a sudden, but Ginny did not lift her head.

She was glad that her brother thought so highly of her even at her lowest. She was more than happy to have his support. But that just was not enough.

She still lacked the support and loyalty of those who should drive her forward.

As if reading her thoughts, some people started shouting and screaming in encouragement. She could not recognize each and every voice, but she could identify some.

Sirius, Neville, Hermione, Luna, Dean, Remus, Cedric, Cho, and many more screamed to her to keep going with her goal.

"Yeah! She's strong enough to hold herself in a battle against even Dumbledore! Merlin forbid her from defeating you!" 

"This battle. . .I've never felt more like myself. I feel like we were born to do this. I'm sure we were all destined to be a team!"

"Neville's right, er, Weasley! We are in this together!"

"I agree with my teammates."

"You're pretty much amazing when we attack together. I'm sure you'd blast em off, dude!"

"It does not matter how many followers you have but what your convictions are, Miss Weasley. You are stronger than him in that."

"We'll defend you, no matter what!"

"Show them the girl power!"

With fluttering eyelids, trying desperately to not let the watershow begin, she glanced at the Order standing below her, pumping their fists into the air and shouting 'Weasley'. Her heart began filling with a strange feeling, a sense of blazing spirit warmed her as adrenaline flowed through her veins.

One last look at the emerald eyes that seemed to be filled with admiration for her and she rose, with profound determination to put a full stop to Voldemort and Inequality's reign of Power, the entity guaranteeing positive success.

Something heavy materialized in her hand and, without wondering what it could be, she swung it at the handsome man standing in front of her. Voldemort's dark eyes widened before he ducked and the next second, the metal of the Sword of Gryffindor clashed with the dark metal of the wizard's sword.

A fast paced sword fighting ensued. Ginny aimed the sword at Voldemort's, purposely trying to tire him out, as he struggled to keep up with her agility to defend himself. Her feet advanced forward, dancing around to increase her speed, as if they had a mind of their own.

As expected, Voldemort soon could not block her blows. He was physically not as trained as he was in magic but being the only daughter in an household of boys, Ginny knew very well how to fight with or without sword and maim the opponent. Her brothers had made sure of teaching her that.

"For Dumbledore!" she shouted, and with surprising strength, pushed the Voldemort's sword away, disarming him. With a heavy pant, he fell to the ground.

"Charge!" Bellatrix's voice came rather late. She looked up to see a million spells flying everywhere. One strong scream and everything was turned to nil.

"PROTEGO MAXIMA!" Hermione's shield was the reason.

Ginny turned around to see her allies, her friends, climb or fly up to where they were, each person either defending or attacking the foes as a united enemy. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Remus and Fenrir engaged in a battle of werewolves while Harry fought Draco. Bellatrix was now faced by Sirius, Hermione and Luna while Ron, along with Cedric and Dean, aimed spells at the groups of Eaters from the air, causing explosions and landslides.

"Careful, mate!"

Everything that happened next was in a flash that even the sharpest of eagle eyes could not have captured everything. Voldemort had risen from his place on the wasted grass and was trying to magically get her down. His non-verbal disarming charm had both her wand and sword out of her hand.

"You really should have paid attention to your training instructor when he said that you ought not to be distracted by explosions." How Voldemort knew that was beyond her comprehension, because at that very moment, her heart was pumping with panic of being totally defenseless. "Cruc—"

A thunder rumbled a few feet away before one striked the grass directly in front of Voldemort, burning it away to ashes that rose to the sky with the wind.

Standing by her side was the Chief of the Army, his hair wild as the storm forming above. A green aura from his hands showed that it was him who had sent the thunderbolt.

"Harry?"

He did nothing more to respond than toss her a wand. It was not hers but she used it to summon her yew wand while he engaged Voldemort. "What do you think, Tom?"

"Elemental powers? Surprising." Voldemort's voice held a faint sense of surprise.

"All thanks to you." Harry's blunt reply blew the Dark Wizard to rage. "The night you tried to kill my parents, the charm of reverse effect was performed on the cottage by Dumbledore. You might have killed Dad and Mum, but you failed to kill me because of the very same. The green colour of the killing curse gave rise to my elemental powers of the earth as a part of reversing the damage you inflicted on me and my family!"

Voldemort seemed to not be dumbfounded by the revelation or he was rather good at hiding his real reaction. "But I do hope you remember who now has the elder wand and it's ownership?" Without a second's warning, Voldemort shouted, "Avada Kedavra!"

Another cliffhanger! I think this story must have a warning about cliffhangers..

Did you guys notice an Easter egg in this chapter? If you did, I would like to know your eagle-eyed observations!

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Thank you for reading!

Miyoko x