Chapter 27: Here We Go

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Guys! I am sooooo sorry I haven't updated in forever. I AM NOT GIVING UP ON THIS BOOK. I've had some serious writers block. Anyway... if you have ideas, please send me them! On instagram or here :)

I stood up and went out onto the front lawn of Hogwarts, ready to fight. My wand in one hand, my sword at my side.

Holding my breath, I braced myself for the coming crowd.

I've fought worse than this. We can do this. I tried to keep those sort of thoughts go through my mind, giving me will to fight.

Several others stood at my sides, ready for when the defenses were breached. I recognized some. Neville, Seamus, Lavender.

Others, I couldn't place names or faces. I made a resolution, right there and then, if I survived this, I'd find out their names.

Staring straight ahead at the barrier, I watched the bright, firework-like lights hitting the barrier.

A small hope, a very childish hope, I knew, rose inside of me.

Maybe, just maybe, they wouldn't get through. They spells would fail and they would give up.

As I stated before, I knew it was a very childish hope. They wouldn't give up. They might not get in that way, but they would find a way in.

We couldn't keep them out forever.

My hands weren't shaking anymore. I guess because I knew what was coming.

Though I knew, seeing the first black robed figure run across the field made me freeze. It seemed everyone had frozen.

Only when one person from the back shouted "Well? Come on! Let's go!" Did we all realize. We surged forward, some screaming weird battle cries, come just screaming for the heck of it. I, along with a few others remained silent.

The first few Death Eaters fell quickly, but more surged to take their fallen allies places.

We fought hard, doing the best we could. We were only teenagers, no matter what's happened, we were still kids.

Several on our side fell to the ground. Without even having to look at them, I could tell they were dead. Another curse of being a child of Hades.

I didn't dwell on it. I couldn't help them. I just had to focus on the task at hand, then we could take care of them.

Everything around my faded. All I could see were the people in front of me. This is what I'm born to do. Fight, and defend people against monsters like them.

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Sorry it's not very good, the writer's block is still here. Please send me ideas. I'll be eternally grateful :)

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