They all broke into fighting and all of the students of the Great Hall gasped and eventually, Professor McGonagall stood from her seat and bellowed best she could, "Every student to their dormitories NOW!"
Floods of students were pushing out of the doors of the Great Hall, but I didn't have time for them to all clear the area for me to run up there and help my friends fight. So I gave up and jumped on top of the table, half running, half flying my way to the front of the room. But I didn't really need to go to the fight, it came to me.
I broke out my swords and every time they busted through a demon and it exploded, I felt a great sense of... purpose. Belonging. This was what I was meant to do. And I wouldn't let these things take my school.
I realized soon that Rose and Kaley were propelling the demons towards me for me to kill. Both of their faces were concentrated and neither of them showed an ounce of fear. Their magic couldn't kill the demons so they held them back until I was ready for them and then gave no mercy. My friends were smart and funny and a great joy to be around, but sometimes I forget why all three of us were placed in Gryffindor. This was a reminder that Rose and Kaley weren't weak, they were strong, maybe even stronger than me.
The demons seemed to just keep coming. I didn't know if they multiplied or if there were just that many of them, but I was running out of steam. I pushed through my exhaustion and aching muscles, because this was my school and I wouldn't let my other life ruin it. So I kept going.
Then I heard a scream, from where Rose and Kaley were standing, and without a second thought I whipped around to see Kaley fall to her knees, then crumple to the ground. Through her uniform white shirt sleeve, blood began blooming quickly. I ran to her, disregarding the demons that kept coming at me. Rose took over and began shooting blocking spells at them, propelling them towards the other demigods near the front of the room.
I knelt next to Kaley and pushed her so she was sitting limply against the bench of one of the tables. I cut off her sleeve by her wound and then I realized how bad the wound really was. It was deep and blood was rushing out of it like a waterfall. But it was a fairly clean cut. I took the bit of shirt I had cut away and made a tourniquet above the wound, trying to staunch the blood flow. I realized that I was crying soon enough. What had cut her? It wasn't a normal knife or sword, the edges of the wound were glowing silver. I turned around to see that the demons were now shooting rays of silver at my friends, all of which were deflected by either a sword or a spell thrown from Rose and... McGonagall?
I had forgotten why McGonagall was Headmistress of Hogwarts. She was powerful. Her shielding charms absorbed the rays that the demons threw and seemed to be sapping their energy. Didn't think of that.
I didn't have time right now to think of that.
Kaley was fading fast, her eyes began rolling back in her head and I slapped her across the face to jolt her out of it.
"No! Don't you fall asleep!"
"I'm tired and my arm has fallen off, sleep may be best."
I grabbed her face in my bloodied hands and looked into her unfocused eyes, "Focus on me, Kaley. You are hurt badly, but trust me when I say this, falling asleep is not best when you are injured like this."
She nodded, and I looked back to her arm.
I had patched it up the best I could and needed to get back to the fight as soon as possible.
I pressed a kiss to my friend's clammy forehead and stood up, "Stay here."
Maybe I should have stayed with Kaley because as soon as I rejoined the fight, I felt a shooting pain in my left leg. I hunched over but quickly hopped so that I saw the demon who had shot me with his... whatever it was. And suddenly, I was very angry. Not angry like the demons had made me angry, angry because they had done this to me and my friends.
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Crossroads of Two Worlds
FanfictionAlana Faye considers herself a normal girl, or at least, as normal as you can be if you've caused trouble all your life. After moving to England, she becomes a victim of bullying, but little does she know, being bullied will bring out a part of her...