We met after my first heartbreak

Chapter 17

"So what's it going to be Dumbledore will you hand my son over or will you fight 26 wolves?"

Dumbledore's POV:
I stood there staring at the dark lord and his packs of werewolves... wolfblood's as he made the threat. Tom is weaker, driven by hatred. He will have no control over himself if I refuse him that lowly wolf laying in the hidden dungeon's of Grimmauld Place! The longer I looked at the wolves pondering the offer the larger, lower growls I could hear. Not to mention the snarls coming from the out of control Veela; Draco Malfoy. I looked around at the rest of the staff members who had taken their wands out and looked prepared to fight for him. I then turned to the sound of apparation to see the order standing there. I silently released a breath as they came forward and stood behind me. "I'm afraid I can't, Tom." The wolves snarled and growled as I watched the dark lord shift into his wolf.

We knew right there and then, the battle had begun.

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Third person PoV:
The pitch wolf launched into battle followed by the his pack and the leaders of the other two. The wolves used no magic, only their teeth, claws and incredible body strength.
It was astonishing for the death eaters to watch.  They all stood dumbfounded by what they were witnessing, Bella of course trying to refrain from laughing maniacally, as they were supposed to be hiding in case anything got messy.

The dark lord launched himself at the light leader only to be hit with a protego shield causing him to be pushed back. The wolves dodged the spells fired at them some using protection spells and backfiring spells. So far 3 members of the order had been killed, only one wolf from the RockRiver pack had been injured and had ran to see their pack healer at the side of the forest.

Draco felt any sanity he had left slip. His mate was missing and was being ripped to pieces by silver bindings. The dark lord was starting to show exhaustion and the light lord was very much out of shape for battle. Draco fought and struggled out of his fathers' hands as he flew straight at dumbledore who wasn't looking around him. Draco was on top of dumb-as-a-door who was now lying on the blood soaked grass of Hogwarts grounds. At this the battle abruptly froze; wolves looking towards the Veela whose eyes where an alluring purple. The order members watched stunned into silence. The only noise now was coming from Draco who was growling and snarling at the man he was leaning over.

The dark lord shifted from his wolf form and stood up from where he had gotten knocked off his paws by the force of the flying Veela. He looked at the Veela who was now breathing heavily, towering over the kidnapper of his and Severus' son and the Veela's mate.

The wolfblood's quickly used this time to freeze the order members and Hogwarts staff.

The dark lord strode over to dumb-ass who was frozen in fear of being ripped apart by a raging Veela. Lucius quickly ripped his son off the light lord and had to knock out the rampaging Veela.

Voldemort's PoV:
"Well dumbledore I believe I have won." I say as I cast a bonebreaking curse on his legs and arms causing him to gasp out in pain. "Now tell me where my son is." I hiss out in fury. "He is in 12 Grimmauld Place dungeons." The defeated light lord breathed out. I grab him and apperate to where he is keeping my son. Severus, Lucius, Narcissa, Draco and the rest of my pack also apperating just behind me, Leaving my death eaters and the wolfblood packs in charge. Draco is awakened by his father and he rushed in to the house bypassing all the wards because of his black blood, Narcissa doing the same but taking the wards down so the rest of us could enter. Draco was running about the house searching for a way he colour get to his hurting mate. Narcissa immediately headed over to a shouting banshee of a portrait about halfbloods entering the noble house of black. Whipping her portrait to the side of the wall reveals, myself and the people who came with me gathered themselves as the smell got stronger heading down the stairs.

"OH MY MERLIN, HADES!!"

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