Les Mis: Harry Potter

Chapter 12

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About a couple hours after Cho died, Neville cried out, "There's a man coming towards us."

Hermione went to investigate, and sure enough, a middle-aged man entered the safety of the magical barrier.

The members of the D.A. immediately raised their wands.

"Easy," Sirius said, raising his hands up in a non-threatening gesture. "I'm here as a volunteer."

He received several skeptical looks from the students.

"You're getting on in years," Seamus Finnegan pointed out.

"I can still help," Sirius replied.

Hermione's brown eyes were narrowed.

"You see that prisoner?" she asked, pointing to the bound and gagged Snape. "He came here as a volunteer, but in reality was a mole."

Recognition flitted across Sirius's face as he recognized Snape. Snape was simply giving him a look of complete and utter contempt.

"They're coming forward to attack!" Neville cried. Hermione turned; a crowd of Death Eaters was quickly approaching the barricade. They'd have to go out a force them back; they couldn't risk the Death Eaters breaking through the magical barrier.

Hermione turned back to Sirius.

"If you attack us when our backs our turned, we won't hesitate to strike you down," she warned.

Sirius nodded, pulling out his wand.

The students and Sirius ran out to confront the Death Eaters, and within a matter of seconds, spells were flying from every direction.

Sirius recognized Bellatrix, who appeared to be the leader. Apparently, she'd gotten out of Azkaban. Thankfully, she did not appear to recognize him.

She was, however, a good duelist; she was dueling Luna, Hermione, and Lavender Brown all at once.

Sirius himself was dueling Augustus Rookwood, who also had apparently gotten out of Azkaban.

Over the course of the battle, which lasted just under an hour, a handful Death Eaters were killed and miraculously, the students and Sirius were alright, although a quite few were wounded.

"The cowards are falling back!" Fred Weasley called.

It was true; Bellatrix had just told them to retreat.

"They're regrouping," Padma Patil said. "This isn't going to be last time we see them."

Out of the corner of his eye, Sirius spotted a Death Eater still hanging around, holding a wand pointed at Hermione's back.

"Look out!" he cried, darting forward. He shot a curse at the Death Eater, and the Death Eater's throat was slashed. Blood poured out and the Death Eater fell to the ground and convulsed for a few minutes before falling still.

Hermione looked at Sirius.

"Thank you," she said.

"Good job," Dean Thomas said, looking impressed.

"You don't need to thank me," Sirius said as he and the student returned to the safety of the magical barrier. "I just want one thing; the spy, Snape. I want to take care of him."

Snape looked outraged, but obviously could not say anything.

"He's yours," Hermione said. "Do what you have to."