"Block the door once we leave, but don't magically lock it" he instructed firmly. "Come on" he added to the rest of the group.
"Harry, we can't just go out there" Remus returned worriedly.
"What the hell do you think we have been training for?" the glowing eyed teen retorted.
Remus swallowed deeply, but nodded his agreement.
"Formation one" Harry continued simply. "And remember what I said about stunners, they will not be using them" he reminded them gravely as they reached the exit to the premises.
When he saw that there were no more protests he pushed the door open and stepped into the streets of Hogsmeade, his friends automatically falling into position behind him leaving them all back to back so they could not be surprised from any side.
The first thing Harry noticed was the cold, the familiar cold of the Dementors.
"Fuck" he cursed and sent off two Patronus's, one to Dumbledore and one to the auror office. "Dementors" he explained to the others who immediately became more nervous.
The time for hesitation was not now however as the first sounds of battle were heard close by. Screaming, agonized screaming at that.
Harry led the rest of them around the corner and sighed knowing that the safer strategy he had decided on would not work. The skirmishes were small but were spread out enough that too many innocent people would be hurt if the Marauders attempted to take care of each one at a time. "LILY" James suddenly screamed urgently as he broke formation and charged towards a fighting group.
"Shit" Harry growled. "Padfoot, Wormy, go with him" he instructed.
The two boys only hesitated for a moment before following James, leaving Harry and Remus together.
Harry stifled down the feeling of fear that had come over him at the thought of the people he cared about being away from his protection. He knew he had to get back to them as quickly as possible and turned to face the werewolf. As he did so his eyes caught sight of something that immediately had him trembling with rage, a rage that the other teen could feel radiating from his furious green eyed friend.
"Shield my back" Harry demanded dangerously as he stepped past Remus. As he followed Harry Remus too became aware of what had riled him so much.
Four people in full Death Eater garb were firing an array of curses into a cluster of cowering third year girls. The wolf within Remus reared it's head and bayed angrily, calling out for justice. Without a thought the werewolf roared furiously and bounded after his friend.
The moment he was in striking distance Harry fired a Severing Curse and cleaved the closest of the attackers in two at the waist, catching the attention of the other three who were now clearly nervous and very surprised at what had just transpired, even though their faces were hidden by bone white masks.
"Avada Kedavra" a gruff male voice screamed after he managed to shake off the stunned state he had found himself in.
Harry quickly conjured a stone wall and banished the debris back towards a once again surprised Death Eater as it exploded under the power of the curse.
The man could not believe that a mere student would be capable of defending himself against the killing curse and watched triumphantly as his aim was true, lowering his wand prematurely. The biggest shock was when the boy conjured the wall and banished the remnants back towards him, leaving no time to mount any defense. Before he could even comprehend what he was seeing, a large rock collided with his head and his last memory was the sound of his own skull smashing and caving in on itself.
Harry, in his fury was not satisfied by the easy death the man had been granted and fired a stream of fire towards the corpse, reducing it to nothing but a fine ash.
The final two attempted to turn heel and run, not wanting to engage the young man in battle, but Harry had other ideas. He flicked his wand, causing a long, thin flame to form into a whip which he cracked in the direction of one of the fleeing men, catching him on the shoulder, removing the right arm entirely.
The man screamed in pain and fell to the floor, whimpering, shaking and clutching the stump of his shoulder.
By this point the final assailant had managed to put a reasonable amount of distance between himself and the avenging teen, but he was by no means safe.
Harry shook his head and snorted distastefully.
"Should have apparated" he mumbled before he took his own advice and appeared in front of the man, withdrew a dagger and mounted his attack.
The man stopped dead in his tracks as he felt a sharp pressure in the middle of his face and looked up only to be met with the very eyes he had been attempting to escape from.
When he saw the boy was not attacking but smirking triumphantly he frowned and quickly found the reason for the look of victory he was receiving.
He averted his eyes downwards and his eyebrows rose as he spotted the black hilt of the dagger, but only the hilt as the blade had already been thrust into his face. He choked on the panic he felt and screamed as he felt the offending object tugged from within him, the blood immediately gushing and covering his still smiling attacker.
His body began to burn. Not a burn he had ever heard of from a simple stab wound, but a burning that enveloped his entire being as he crumpled to the floor and screamed silently until he felt the flow of blood slowing, a sign that his end was near. With a final gurgle and spatter of blood erupting from his gaping wound, he fell still.
Remus watched in horror and awe as Harry dispatched of the four men in a calm and casual manner, trying his best to fight the nausea that he felt stirring in his stomach. The wolf had other ideas however and howled agreeably with what the other boy was doing, causing Remus to nod his head also.
"The bastards deserve it" he growled, the amber glow in his eyes becoming more and more prominent as he accepted the observation of his inner companion.
He shook himself from his thoughts and ran towards his friend, feeling the need to protect him and though he knew Harry did not need it, the wolf insisted on it fiercely.
Harry had begun moving towards another collection of people in dire need of help and gasped as he recognised the three girls who were managing to defend themselves quite well even though they were outnumbered considerably.
He had to admit that even a 16 year old Bellatrix was very impressive with a wand as he watched her dueling three opponents at once while Narcissa was trying her best to shield her two fighting sisters.
Andromeda was also clearly able in a fight but the larger numbers were beginning to take its toll on the siblings.
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