Battle of the Ages

Chapter Thirteen: Believer

The four of us appear in Hogsmeade only for an alarm that sounds like a screaming cat goes off. We duck behind some tables as Death Eaters walk out. The moment they're not looking towards us, we take off. An older man opens the door and beckons us in. We enter and head downstairs. I stand near the closed door at the top and listen.

"I was letting my cat out," a voice responds, who I assume is our savior. I prepare to pull out a weapon just in case, remembering Scabior took them. I'm going to slit his throat at this rate. I head down to see the others around a table in front of a painting of a lovely young lady. Something feels odd about this place. The man comes in with a tray with food and drinks.

"Can you let them know we have guests?" He asks the woman in the painting. She nods her head and walks off. Hermione puts two and two together to figure out that he is Abeforth Dumbledore and that is a painting of his younger sister. This causes Harry and him to argue over whether or not Dumbledore was a good man.

"Oh shut it," I snap, causing both of them to stop and look at me. "One person's hero is another's destroyer. It's not worth a new battle."

"You're Jasmine Temple," Abeforth points out. "Do you honestly think your experiences in war are just going to repeat?"

"Hopefully not all."

"Look," Hermione points out. "She's back. And someone's with her."

Soon the painting swings open to reveal Neville. He smiles at us and I smirk at him. I easily hop up into the tunnel and the two of us pull up the other three. Neville leads us down a long tunnel, explaining how he got different bruises and cuts. Finally we come to a dead end and he pushes on the wall. It flies open to show most of the student body gathered around. Hammocks are hung around and sleeping bags laid out where there are some space. Reminds me of Hermes' cabin when I first joined. Everyone gets closer and gives the trio hugs. Me, I hop over to the radio station and start it up.

"Lighting has struck," I speak into the microphone, placing on the headphones. "I repeat, lightning has struck."

I get a couple responses before I shut it off. Cho walks over and hands me one of her extra robes.

"We need to get going," she informs me as I slide it on. She fixes my hair so it falls into my face and covers most of my scar. "That should help you blend in."

"Thanks," I mutter. We gather up with the other Ravenclaw students and we march to the Great Hall. Snape stands up front with two Death Eaters. The teachers line the walls and us students are squeezed in. All the tables have been removed and the lights are barely on.

"Harry Potter has been spotted," Snape informs the school. Then he goes on about how if anyone is hiding information, that they would be punished. Once he asks if anyone has anything to say, a certain messy hair boy steps forward.

"Yeah. I think there is something wrong with security, Professor."

As if planned, the Order walks in. It takes so much will power not to run to George. Harry starts challenging Snape to admit the truth. The older man glances over before casting a spell McGonagall steps in and blocks it. She sends a couple spells towards him and his moves them, causing the Death Eaters to be knocked out. Soon he escapes and the lights brighten at the headmistress' wish. I run to George and he scoops me up. After kissing my forehead, he sets me down. My husband pulls out a familiar tiara, placing it on my dark hair.

"You forgot this," he smirks. A scream cuts through the place before Voldemort's voice fills the room.

"Bring me Harry Potter in one hour. Or see everything destroyed."

Once it is over, Parkinson points at Harry, shouting about how we should give him up. Ginny steps in between them. All the tension ends when Filch runs through the door screaming about how all the students are out of bed.

"We know," McGonagall informs him. "Actually your timing is perfect. Can you please escort Miss Parkinson and the rest of the Slytherins?"

"Where to ma'am?"

"The dungeons."

People start cheering as they leave. A familiar demigod pushes his way through the crowds along with a few magicians.

"The small tapestries-?"

"Pull the items out," I order. "Now go and direct the younger students. They have not learned enough yet." They nod their heads and run off. I turn towards Nico. "What in the Hades are you doing here?"

"You need me."

"Annabeth," I mutter. "Fine. You might be useful against the creatures."

"Good. Cause the Hunters are also here."

"I'm going to kill you at this rate."

He hands me a sword and I swing it to get use to the weight. I give George a kiss before Nico and I go to the entrance to prepare. The adults create a barrier to buy everyone time. I look around to see Thalia with her bow drawn. We are ready for this. Hopefully.