Forsaken Bloodlines {HP x GOT}

Battle of Hogwarts Part 1

The battle had already begun inside Hogwarts.

Lyanna could feel it in the air — the wards trembled with strain, faint echoes of spells crackled through the stone corridors, and somewhere distant, screams mingled with the shouts of combat.

She and Tom moved quickly, the rest of the Order spreading into smaller groups to cover more ground. Kingsley and Lupin took point ahead of them, scanning corners. The plan was simple: get inside, link up with Harry's group, and hold ground until they could mount the full defense.

It was in the shadowed eastern corridor, near the tapestry of the dancing trolls, that Lyanna first saw them — two familiar figures struggling against the grip of three Death Eaters.

Hermione's wand was gone, her hands locked behind her head, while Ron fought to keep his captors from forcing him to his knees. They were bleeding — not badly, but enough to make her blood boil.

"Tom," she breathed, her hand tightening around Molly's borrowed wand.

"I see them," he replied, voice low.

They moved as one — Tom stepping to the side, forcing the Death Eaters to notice him, while Lyanna raised her free hand. The Golden magic came unbidden, like sunlight breaking through storm clouds, pooling in her palm before arcing forward in a blinding wave.

The Death Eaters didn't even scream — their bodies were consumed in a flash of molten-gold fire, collapsing to ash that crumbled and scattered on the cold stone.

Hermione stared, stunned. "Lyanna...?"

Lyanna offered a small, tight smile. "You two all right?"

Ron flexed his wrist. "We've been better. Where's the rest of the Order?"

"Already inside. We came to find you." Lyanna glanced quickly around. "Where's Harry?"

Hermione exchanged a look with Ron, hesitant. "He'll give the signal when it's time. We can't... we can't be the ones to lead him in."

Tom's eyes flicked toward the shadows ahead, a faint smirk ghosting his lips. "Then I suggest we keep moving before more of your friends in black cloaks arrive."

They reached outside the Grand Hall just as the crowd began to assemble. The summons had gone out — every student was herded inside, their footsteps echoing as the ancient doors groaned shut behind them.

Lyanna stayed close to Hermione and Ron, her gaze scanning for any sign of Harry. Tom walked at her shoulder, his presence oddly steady, though no one else seemed to recognize him. That, she thought, was for the best.

The air inside was thick with unease. Each House stood in its own knot. No one sat.

At the far end, the tall table loomed like a tribunal. The Carrow twins — Amycus and Alecto — stood like dark pillars, their eyes sweeping the room with predatory sharpness.

Professor McGonagall stood along the right wall, her once-impeccable posture diminished, though her eyes still held their steel. On the left, Flitwick's fingers twitched, the faintest readiness in his stance.

The murmurs died as the doors opened once more.

Severus Snape entered. "Many of you are surely wondering why I have summoned you here at this hour. It has come to my attention that earlier this evening... Harry Potter was sighted in Hogsmeade."

A ripple of sound ran through the crowd. McGonagall's eyes glistened faintly.

"I mention this in the hopes that truth will not be supplanted by rumor. For myself and a few select members of the staff this comes as little surprise. We have, for some time, considered Mr. Potter's return to Hogwarts to be not only possible but inevitable. Consequently, in the past several months and under my specific direction, exhaustive defensive strategies have been employed to defeat any attempt Mr. Potter might make to breach these walls... But know this — should anyone, student or staff, attempt to aid Mr. Potter, that person will be punished in a manner consistent with the severity of their transgression. Rest assured: so long as I am Headmaster at Hogwarts... Harry Potter will never again step foot in this castle... Now then. If anyone here has knowledge of Mr. Potter's movements this evening... I invite them to step forward now.