Heir Of Gryffindor

Chapter Twenty-Two

I groaned as my body hit the floor again. Blood dripped down the side of my face and ran into my mouth. Alecto glared at me and I started laughing.

"Oh Alecto, haven't you learned that you can't hurt me?"

She gritted her teeth, and muttered a combination of curses and they hit me full force. I bit my tongue to keep from screaming, and felt something hit me in the back of the head. The blow made me lose my breath, and I felt myself become dizzy. I hit the ground, and the edges of my vision slowly became blacker by the minute. The last thing I saw was Alecto's evil smirk.

Ringing was what woke me. Every inch of my body was sore, and had cuts and bruises over every part of it. I was more black, blue, and red than I was my normal pale skin tone. I couldn't hear out of my left ear correctly. That was where the ringing sound was coming from. Madame Pomfrey smiled weakly at me and put her head down as Alecto walked in. For some reason, she thought it was her supreme duty to punish me.

"You are to heal the muggle way. No magical remedies or anything. Have fun healing yourself Potter." She spit out that sentence, and I glared at her as she walked out of the infirmary laughing.

"I'm so sorry dear, but if I heal you, we'll both get punished, and I don't think you can take very much more punishment. Please just lay here and rest."

She walked out of the infirmary, and I growled before punching the wall next to me. I didn't care that it hurt. I hated the way Hogwarts had become. Snape was headmaster, and death eaters filled the corridors no matter where you were. McGonagall didn't know what to do, and no matter how hard I tried to keep everyone safe, Neville, Seamus, and Dean decided to start up DA again. They said they had everything they needed besides me. They needed a leader, and they automatically turned to me since Harry wasn't here. I tried to get in contact with the three of the idiots that hadn't trusted me enough to tell me what was going on, but no matter how hard I tried, they were invisible to me. Nonexistent was a better way to put it.

Ginny came to visit me, but of course she had to have an escort. A younger death eater, whom neither of us knew, waited behind her and listened intently to what we were talking about. She left after a few minutes, and I was all alone again. Madame Pomfrey opened the windows around me, and I was able to feel the breeze.

I lifted my hand towards the window, and smiled as the breeze picked up in speed. It began to rain suddenly, and I let my anger seep out into the weather. Lightning cracked, and thunder rumbled. Leaves whipped across the ground, and the lake began to move along with the craziness. I let a tear drop down my cheek, and set everything back to normal. I couldn't keep lying in the infirmary, and I couldn't keep getting myself into the positions I somehow managed to find myself in.

I mumbled a few healing spells, and gritted my teeth as my bones cracked back into place. My bruises and cuts disappeared slowly, but fully. I grabbed a piece of paper and quickly scribbled a fake note saying I was leaving to find Harry, and then apparated to where DA was meeting. The whole room quieted down when I appeared, and everyone parted so I could walk up to where Neville, Dean, and Seamus were standing. I hugged the three of them, and turned to the crowd of students; some I knew, most I didn't.

"Hopefully you all know who I am, but if you do not, my name is Harley Potter. I was the girl who lived, just like my brother is the boy who lived. Now, I'm assuming here, but since you are all here, I'm guessing you're here to help in the fight against Voldemort. Welcome to Dumbledore's Army. No one is to know that I am still at Hogwarts. I left a note stating I was running to find Harry, and now everyone thinks I am gone. In order for this operation to work, we're going to meet in smaller groups. There will be five groups, and each group will be assigned a different day. We will meet as a large group one day a week. Most likely on Saturday, with an occasional Sunday thrown into the mix. N-"

"Who put you in charge? I mean you're a seventeen-year-old girl. What gives you the right to lead us?"

The whole room quieted down, and I stared at the seventh year Ravenclaw who was standing and glaring at me. I bunched my hands into fists, and the fire that was in each lantern went from small flames to monstrous flames in a few seconds. Everyone looked at me with fear written in their expressions.

"If someone has an objection to me leading you lot, please speak up, because I'm risking everything by being here. Most of you expected my brother to lead you, well guess what, he's not here. He left on some idiotic quest with Hermione and Ron, and they're not here to protect you all. I am. I'm here and I'm the one the takes most of the punishments. I'm the one who has the ability to conjure up any spell, or curse with just my mind. I can control the weather and I can defeat the arses that think they're better than us. So please, if you're not here to learn how to fight against these bloody arseholes, then let me erase this whole meeting from your mind, and you can be on your way."

My best friends smiled at me, and I rolled my eyes before looking out at all the students that were willing to put their lives on the line. The Ravenclaw idiot sat back down slowly, and stared up at me. Everyone was staring at me, and waiting for the next step.

"Alright, you are all idiots, but idiots I'm willing to teach. Let's split you up into groups, shall we?"