A/N: This story is completely AU and Non-Cannon. As of right now the rating is M because there will be some mature themes. The summary for the story may change as the story progresses. This is a little bit Dark, but not terribly so.

I hope you enjoy the story.

Happy Reading

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

{Parseltongue}

Lily Potter sighed as she shifted on the bench at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall within Hogwarts. She could not remember them ever having been this uncomfortable while she was still in school. James began rubbing her back as he noticed that she was sifting restlessly. They had been sitting with some of the other parents from the Order of the Phoenix so that they could decide where they could all house their children for the rest of the summer safely. None of them wanted to trust their safety to the wards that they had on their homes. They had simply lost too much to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and his followers and the attacks had been coming more frequently since the beginning of summer.

Lily sighed as she listened to the different arguments around the table. Narcissa and Lucius felt that they should all move into one of the larger manors owned by the members of the order and place the property under the Fidelius Charm. Sirius and Severus were both in agreement that it was a horrible plan since that plan had failed spectacularly before.

They were trying desperately to rebuild what they had lost, but they had lost so much when the Death Eaters had begun to attack their children in the attempt to destroy the families of the Light. Now they were desperately trying to find a way to keep the children they still had left safe.

Lily blinked away the tears that were threatening to escape so that the others would not realize where her thoughts were. Looking around, she realized that almost everyone that had children at the table had already lost a child. Lucius and Narcissa had lost their little girl, Julianna, when she was just nine years old. Xenophilius lost his wife and their eldest daughter Luna, last year and the poor man had never been the same since. His youngest daughter Phoebe was the only reason that the man continued on.

The Weasleys had lost Ginevra, Percy and the twins when Hogsmeade had been attacked. Percy had tried to save his sister and been cut down by an unknown Death Eater while the twins had been killed trying to help some third years get out of the spell range of the Death Eaters. Alice and Frank had lost Neville at the same time they had lost Harry; they had been the first children to die in a senseless war waged by a madman.

Though the ranks of the Order had not been decimated, they felt that they were next to useless in keeping their children safe. Many of the women would feel guilty that they were not able to do more for the muggle-born children that had gone missing or had been killed, but they understood that they were struggling to keep their own children alive.

They only had an average of twenty students coming into Hogwarts each year, now when they had been having more than a hundred each year before the children had become targets. If they did not make headway soon, the magical community of Britain would be completely decimated. Even now, Lily wondered if it was worth it to keep fighting. Most of the families that had made up the magical community found themselves without heirs to carry on their family legacy.

Albus entered the room and stood at the head of the table. He listened to each of the arguments that were being put forth by the parents and Order members before he raised his hands for silence. "I think for the rest of this summer, we should just have everyone stay here at Hogwarts. There is nowhere that has the wards that the school has. We will still have to be careful, but I think that it is for the best."

"Will it cause you problems to house us here over the summer Albus?" Kingsley asked.

"No, I will tell the ministry that the adults are staying to overhaul the curriculum and that your families are staying with you because you will be a part of the staff of Hogwarts." Dumbledore's explanation was cut short as Jamie Potter burst into the Great Hall.

"You have to come quick. Draco and Ron were fighting and their spells collided making a huge flash of light and then people started appearing like ghosts. There is some kind of crazy ghost battle happening on the front lawn." Jamie finished yelling while staring at the stunned adults in the room as though wondering why they were not moving.

The adults moved all at once as they pushed away from the table, rushed out of the Great Hall and through the front doors to stand in shock on the front steps of Hogwarts. Jamie squeezed between his parents as he looked out at the front lawn with wide eyes.

There was indeed, a battle taking place on the grounds of Hogwarts. Flashes of light bursts from wands as people rushed around while dodging spells and fighting the most violent and largest battles any of the adults had ever seen. They watched as spells flew from wands at a rate that most of them would not be able to match on their best days.

Lily startled as she heard Xeno exclaim from his place beside her. "Luna!" She thought that the poor man had finally lost it and grabbed his arm to keep him from running off when she too caught sight of the blond girl that had her friend's attention. Watching the girl as she spun around the battlefield while casting spells, she could not believe what she was seeing. There in the battle was Luna Lovegood, a Luna Lovegood that was cutting down Death Eaters left and right.

Arthur caught Molly as she caught sight of Ginny rushing past to fight alongside Luna against three masked Death Eaters at once. Ron stood beside Bill and Charley as he pointed and yelled out in shock. "Is that Percy?"

Soon the adults were picking out faces of children that they recognized in the battle. The ghostly figures all looked like this was not the first fight they had seen and they fought with a skill and ferociousness that they had never witnessed before.

"What is this Albus?" Severus was looking at the battle in front of him with horror. Most of the people that were fighting were clearly children; In fact, looking around, Severus could not see one adult that was not a Death Eater.

"I have no idea." Albus muttered as he looked around. He ignored the looks that he received from the adults that looked to him for answers for almost all difficult questions. He had never answered with 'I don't know' before. He quickly approached Ron and Draco, who were standing off to the side of the steps near the elder Weasleys while watching the fighting with wide eyes. "Can you tell me what you did and said when you were fighting? Did anything usual happen?"

"You mean besides this appearing?" Draco asked incredulously as he waved his hand about in a very un-Slytherin manner.

Ron never took his eyes off of the fighting as he spoke. "We were fighting like we always do. I think the spells that hit each other were a boil curse and tickling charm; nothing that we haven't used before. Draco said something right before about me not being someone that would ever take a spell for him or something. That is all that happened before the figures started to flicker in and out before staying and playing like that memory you let us see last year." Ron looked up at the Headmaster to make sure that he remembered the Pensieve memory he had shown them.

Albus nodded. It was very much like watching a Pensieve. He turned back towards the fighting and instinctively flinched as a green spell went right through him without any warning. He felt nothing as the spell passed through his body, but could not help patting his chest to make sure that there was no damage done. He could not help but sigh in relief when he realized that the spells flying around could not hurt them. Looking around and seeing that the entirety of the grounds was covered with the figures locked in battle, he sucked in a deep breath as a thought occurred to him. "It's just not possible." He whispered.

Lucius heard his comment and immediately asked for an explanation. "What is not possible?" His inquiry had the rest of the adults looking at the Headmaster for an answer.

"There is a myth that some of the elder scholars have debated since the time of Merlin, that magic could literally rip a hole between worlds so that you could see what was happening in a world that ran parallel to your own. If I did not know better, I would say that this is what we were looking at. It just is not possible though."

"Why do you think it is not?" Alastor Moody asked as he watched teenagers cast and dodge spells better than the majority of his Aurors could. "And what could it be if it is not?

"Those windows are supposedly no bigger than a hand held mirror. The only accounting I have ever read of it happening was with Merlin; he was the only one that had the power to hold such a window open for any length of time, no one since has had that kind of power. That is why he is referred to as a Mage instead of a Wizard. This is larger than any account of a window opened by Merlin and I have no idea what could be powering it if it is a tear into another world."

"Could it be the battle itself?" Frank asked as he watched an array of colorful spells pass by him. The spells seemed to be the only thing that showed up as full color from their viewpoint. Everything else seemed to be dull, but not completely grey. It looked like he was looking at a very old photograph; sepia is what he thought Alice called it.

"No. It would have to be powered by the will of one person and one person only. I have tried with the information I could find as have the other scholars that have studied the myth, and none of us could manage even a small window. That is why it is thought that Merlin was the only one that held enough power that would have been able to cause and hold a tear." The admission that he would not have been able to power even a small tear caused a lot of eyes to widen. It was a well-known fact that Albus was one of the most powerful wizards alive since Merlin.

"Hey, that's me!" Ron yelled as he pointed to a boy who looked like him. The other Ron had a large scar cutting across his cheek and he was running across the battlefield while firing spells as he ran. He soon reached a Death Eater that was on the ground facing away from the group watching the battle. Every one watched in shock as the other Ron pulled the Death Eater up by a handful of long blond hair.

The group's expressions turned from shock to horror as the Death Eater ripped of his mask off to snarl at the red headed boy. Lucius collapsed onto the step he was standing on as his face was reviled once the mask was removed; he began to cry, unable to maintain his stoic mask, as he watched another version of his son pick himself off of the ground where his other-self had been kneeling only moments before. From the way the other version of his son was rubbing his neck, it was clear that the other Lucius was going to kill his own son with his bare hands. Soon both the other Draco and Ron were fighting side by side against the other Lucius.

No one spoke as they watched as deadly spells were traded between the Death Eater and the two boys. Lucius and Narcissa watched in horror as the other Lucius shot the Killing Curse at his son. When the other Ron stepped into the path of the curse and fell to the ground with sightless eyes, Molly began to cry in Author's arms. None of the children watching could think of anything to say about what they were seeing. Jamie Potter was holding onto his dad's hand tight enough that his knuckles were turning white. He had never seen anyone die.

"Tell me this is not real, Albus." Severus begged as he watched another version of his Godson continue to fight his father over the dead body of Ron Weasley.

"I am afraid I cannot, my boy."

Draco vomited as he saw his other self cast a cutting curse at his father, cleanly decapitating him. He would never be able to forget seeing his other self stand in the midst of a battle as he watched his father fall by his own wand. Draco held tight as his parents wrapped their arms around their son, offering as much comfort to each other as they could. The other Draco looked at his father for a moment before grabbing the wands of his father and Ron before rushing off to continue to fight.

"Why did he take the wands?" Ron asked in confusion. No one had an answer to his question. Their confusion grew as they watched Draco hand his father's wand off to another teenager without stopping his momentum through the battlefield. They could not hear anything from the other world, but soon realized that Draco was screaming at a bushy haired girl as he ran.

When he finally got the girls attention, he pointed off in the distance. The group watching the battle followed the girls gaze as she looked over the top of the forest at what looked like a swirling black cloud churning in the distance." The adults paled as they realized what they were. Dementors. It looked like the cloud of Dementors would reach the school within the hour.

As they continued to watch the forest, they noticed that there was a lot of movement in the darkness between the trees. "What is that? Is there something moving in there?" Alice was joined as she stepped off of the steps so that she could try to see the forest better. Gasps were heard from both the adults and the gathered teens as giants, werewolves and huge spiders swarmed out of the forest and into the battle.

"Great Merlin." Sirius said as the battle became even more vicious.

Alastor was quick to point out how well the teens were fighting. It did not even seem to faze them as they began to cast spells at the creatures that were now fighting. "I don't know where they learned to fight, but they are better than most of my Aurors. I would say that they are better than the Hit Wizards. Look, they are not shooting stunning spells; they are making sure that the Death Eaters stay down. it looks like they are all picking up wands from the fallen, and I still have not seen an adult that is not a Death Eater." He watched as a girl with long blond hair pulled back in a braid tried casting a spell with a Death Eater's wand before trading it with one of the Weasley twins. Neither of them seemed to speak a word or stop casting spells with their own wands as they tried the wands they had picked up and traded.

"Look!" Draco yelled. He was pointing at the girl his other self had been yelling at earlier. The group watched as she turned and crossed her arms in front of her face as a werewolf jumped in her direction, there was no time for her to do anything else as the werewolf was already in the air. They all winced as they expected to see the girl torn to shreds, only to gasp as the girl was picked up in one hand by a giant that had come up behind her. The giant put the girl back on the ground softly before it turned and tore the werewolf apart with its bare hands. The bushy haired girl just started to fight with another Death Eater as though she had not just been moved around like a doll by a giant.

"That girl is friends with a giant!" Jamie was looking at the girl in amazement. He looked around when no one said anything and found that everyone looked as though they could not believe what they had just seen and were simply too shocked to respond to his comment.

They started wondering around to see if they would recognize anyone else fighting. Most were hoping to find some adults on the teen's side of the fight. They had already seen spells pass through their bodies and decided that they no longer wanted to stay on the steps leading into Hogwarts.

Tears were rolling down almost every face of the ones that were watching the battle. The only ones that had dry faces were the ones that were just too stunned by what they were seeing. Albus, Severus, and Alastor were among the dry eyed.

"Remus, Look!" James yelled as he watched a large boy he recognized as a Slytherin run past and lock arms with a man he recognized as Fenrir Greyback. The other two marauders joined James and Lily as they watched the Slytherin tear into the werewolf that had turned Remus as a child. It was obvious that the boy was also a werewolf as they watched him fight the most vicious werewolf in Britain. The blood that was flying thought the air with each blow between the werewolves was horrifying. Remus watched as the boy in Slytherin robes as he was finally able to grip Fenrir with both hands around the head. With a quick twist of his hands, Fenrir fell to the ground, his neck broken.

The other boy began to walk away from the werewolf when he too fell to his knees. When they were close enough, the group watching could see that he was not going to make it because of the amount of blood that he had lost. They were surprised when a sandy haired boy knelt by the boy and tried to stop the flow of blood. The sandy haired boy yelled at something over his shoulder before putting pressure on the boy's wound. The ones that were watching stepped away and looked around as fog began to flow over the battleground.

The sandy haired boy suddenly stood up and held out a potions vial to the boy on the ground. They watched in shock as the boy took the potion and then allowed the sandy haired boy help him to his feet. The Slytherin boy was no longer bleeding even though the wound was still clearly visible. They both nodded at each other before disappearing back into the fighters after picking up a few more fallen wands.

"That was Marcus Flint. He died last year in a raid on a muggle town. His parents died in the same raid." Severus whispered.

They watched as children that they knew and others that they had never taught died while fighting adults with spells that they did not even recognize. Albus and the other teachers recognized some of the children as they fell. Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones fell to werewolves. Mandy Brocklehurst fell to a Death Eater. Most surprising were Theo Nott and Pansy Parkinson who fell to their fathers. The majority of the children they had never seen before and could only surmise that they had never come to Hogwarts in this world. It was that, or they had already been killed before they had a chance to attend Hogwarts.

Albus could see that the children that were fighting knew a wide array of spells that he could not imagine the children had learned at Hogwarts. He paused beside Severus as the same bushy headed girl darted in front of him while screaming something that they could not hear. Turning, they watched as the other Draco cast spells furiously at Bellatrix Lestrange. They could all see that Bellatrix was having the time of her life as she shot spells at her young cousin. Almost everyone watching had gathered around to watch them duel; Draco was amazed at the skill of his other self and could not imagine fighting in a battle such as this.

Many of them tried to read Bellatrix's lips as she began to laugh and taunt her young cousin. All of a sudden, she turned slightly and shot a Killing Curse towards Hermione, who had her back turned so that she could fight with someone else. The other Draco Screamed as she put her Death Eater down with a purple spell that no one could identify. She turned just in time to see the other Draco step into the path of the Killing Curse for her. Those watching the battle, watched as the girl screamed as she caught the body of the other Draco and laid him on the ground.

She held him for a moment with her head bowed over him before grabbing the two wands he held and standing to face Bellatrix with no emotion on her face. The only indication that she was bothered by the death that surrounded her was the tear tracks that had made their way down her cheeks. She flew into a flurry of motion as she began to duel one of the most notorious Death Eaters. After trading spells for unknown minuets, Bellatrix landed a cutting curse across the girl's chest.

Everyone thought that she would fall with the severity of the wound; they watched her press her hand against the wound as Bellatrix laughed. They were shocked when they watched the girl pull her hand away from the wound without flinching and glanced behind her at something. She raised her wand and firmed her stance as Bellatrix looked at her incredulously. Her wound was barely bleeding even though everyone could see that it was an extremely deep cut.

The Order watched in shock as Bellatrix turned and tried to disappear into the fighters behind her instead of continuing her fight with the girl. With one more glance at her wound, the girl cast a curse that no one recognized and pulled a struggling Bellatrix back towards her with her magic holding the witch so that she could not escape. Everyone could tell that Bellatrix was actually afraid as the girl held her wand steady and raised Draco Malfoy's wand with her other hand. Whatever the girl cast with the second wand left no trace of the woman that was trained by the Dark Lord himself. The woman just exploded in a shower of dust.

Albus gasped as he watched the girl use two wands simultaneously. "She should not be able to do that…" he could only whisper through his shock.

The bushy haired girl stared at the place Bellatrix had stood for a moment before she walked over and picked up Bellatrix's wand. She then turned and headed of in the direction she had looked when checking on her wound. She yelled at each teen that was still standing as she ran past. Those watching followed behind as the other teens seemed to fight just a little bit harder so that they quickly finished their current fights and also began to make their way in the direction the girl was heading.

Albus was the first to break through the dense line of Death Eaters that seemed to ring the area the girl had disappeared to. The others hurried to join him when they heard his started yell of "That is impossible." No one had ever heard that shocked tone of voice from the Headmaster before. As soon as they broke through the fights that were obscuring their view, they could only stand dumbfounded at what they were seeing.

There, in the middle of the ring of Death Eaters was a boy with messy black hair fighting Voldemort. That was surprising enough, but the boy was also standing against four other Death Eaters as he fought Voldemort. Most of the Death Eaters were watching the fight from the ring that they had broken through. They did not even try to stop the other teens as they rushed past them and towards the boy. The adults and teens watching the fighting could only stare with their mouths hanging open at the boy as he used two wands to fight Voldemort. He cast spells so fast that no one could tell what he was casting and what was coming out of which wand. It was both beautiful and horrible to watch at the same time.

Severus stepped forward in shock. "He has my wand." He would recognize it anywhere. The other's looked at the boy a little closer to see if there was anything about him that they recognized.

All of a sudden, the boy spun as he cast what looked like a percussion spell to knock all five that he was fighting down at one time. In the brief moment that the Death Eaters and their Lord were on the ground, the boy was joined by the rest of the teens that were still alive and the bushy haired girl. It looked like the fighting was condensing to this one point on the grounds. The group was surrounded by the surviving Death Eaters. The group watched with wide eyes, sure that they were about to witness the deaths of the teens that they had been watching fight for their lives.

They watched as the group began to pull out the wands that they had picked up from the fallen. A few wands were passed to other teens with little or no speaking that those watching could see. The group of teens looked to the boy with messy hair before standing in a circle facing out so that they could cover each other's backs. It was a painfully small and wounded group that faced the Death Eaters and the Dementors that the watchers could see coming over the tops of the trees to the Forbidden Forrest at last. All motion on the battlefield seemed to stop as the Death Eaters gathered closer around the small circle of children.

In that small circle they recognized Ginny, Fred, George, and Percy Weasley, The blond girl with the long braid, Luna Lovegood, and a sandy haired boy that no one knew, Marcus Flint, and Adrian Pucey. Counting, they thought there were about twenty teenagers in the circle, maybe a few more as it was hard to tell for sure with them moving and passing wands as they were.

The bushy haired girl was standing in front of the messy haired boy and seemed to be arguing as she dug her hand into a beaded bag. Albus raised his brows as he watched her arm disappear up to her shoulder. She pulled yet another wand out of her bag and began to wave a wand under the boy's nose until he took it with a look of defeat.

Albus gasped as he recognized the wand the boy was now holding in the same hand as Severus's wand. "That is my wand."

The boy watched the bushy haired girl as she took a place beside him in their circle with two wands in her hands like the rest of the teens. The boy was the only one holding three. He continued to hold the wands from Albus and Severus in one hand while he held another wand in the other hand.

The teens all raised one hand at the same time and began to cast the Patronus Charm. The ones watching all stared in shock as corporeal patronuses began to form. There were so many misty animals running around that it took a while to see them individually but soon they could see a hare, horse, otter, tabby cat, and a Devils Snare surrounding the Dementors and keeping them contained with the other patronuses. The watchers were even more shocked as they all raised their other hands and cast a powerful shield that over lapped with the one cast by the person standing beside them, creating one large bubble over the teens.

"That…should not be possible." Albus blinked along with the others. No one bothered to respond as they all agreed that none of what they were seeing was possible.

They watched as Voldemort appeared to say something to the children that were encased in the bubble while holding his arms out. The Death Eaters all started to laugh at whatever was said. The boy with the messy hair just smirked and said something that made the Dark Lord scream in rage.

The boy just continued to smirk as he raised the hand that held the two wands into the air. Albus stepped back in shock as the boy began to cast the Patronus Charm without speaking. He didn't even have to tell anyone that what the boy was doing was impossible because they were all seeing the same thing he was. From the two wands that the boy held stalked out a golden stag, grim, werewolf, and panther. The four patronuses stalked around the bubble shield as they waited for instructions from their caster while the boy said something else to Voldemort.

"Are those our Animagus forms?" Sirius asked incredulously as he pointed.

Remus just nodded. "Well. I think that is me as a werewolf. That is three of the marauders represented. Who is the panther though?"

"That is mine." Severus whispered as he looked at the boy with wide eyes.

The boy lifted his chin and said something to Voldemort that caused all the Death Eaters to take a step back with looks of fear. The boy the twitched his hand that was holding the two wands and the four patronuses shot into the air where the other patronuses were still circling the Dementors.

The four golden patronuses cut through into the middle of the Dementors and began to attack. The silver patronuses that had been cast by the other teens kept the Dementors from escaping as the Dementors were destroyed in burst of gold and black sparks.

"That is…" Albus did not bother to finish as he continued to stare. The others just nodded. The teens that were watching were not even sure what they were seeing.

Within a few minutes the Dementors had been destroyed and the Death Eaters all looked petrified as they faced the boy with shaking hands holding tightly to their wands. It was clear that they would rather be anywhere other than standing behind their Lord right then.

The circle of teens all lowered their arms and recast their shields with the wands they had used to cast the patronuses. They held their other wands still at the ready. When the first spell hit the shield, it was like a dam had broken. Spells were flying at a phenomenal rate causing the bubble shield to light up with each impact. The teens within the bubble were casting spells every bit as fast as the Death Eaters that surrounded them. Each spell the teens cast seemed to slip through the bubble as a section of the shield would drop for a second before reforming, causing Death Eaters to begin to drop like flies.

The watchers winced in unison as they watched Voldemort cast a Killing Curse.

One thing was common knowledge to wizards everywhere; nothing could stop a Killing Curse. The Spell did not even have to hit a person on their body to kill them. If the Killing Curse hit a shield or collided with someone's magic in any way, the curse would follow the magic back to the caster and kill them as sure as if it had hit them head on. With the way the shields the teens were overlapping, the one curse would be enough to see them all dead.

Moments before the spell hit the shield; the messy headed boy screamed and cast his own shield spell with the hand holding the two wands. He never stopped sending spells towards with Voldemort with his other hand; he was not even bothering to make a hole in the shield as his spells were passing through it as though it did not exist. The bubble flickered and turned slightly golden as the boy added his shield to the one the others had cast.

There was another pause in spell fire as the Killing Curse impacted the shield causing it to flair brighter. The boy continued to scream as the spell condensed, the green focusing on where the boy had cast his shield, finally it dissipated, leaving all those inside the bubble still standing.

Albus made a sound deep in his throat but could not manage to say anything.

All of a sudden, every Death Eater began to cast Killing Curses at the bubble. The boy cast another shield spell with his second wand as the green from each spell condensed over where his spells connected with the shield.

The watchers were unable to see anyone in the bubble now because the spell fire was so bright. They were pushed to their knees as they heard a loud BOOM.

Magic seemed to saturate the very air they were breathing as they tried to regain their breath. The magic was so dense that it felt like a living thing. As they staggered to their feet, the ones that had watched the battle noticed that the magic they were feeling was actually a physical manifestation of Magic that looked like fog.

Once they were standing and could look around, they watched as the magic settled closer to the ground, forming heavy green tendrils. They also noticed that the air was clear and they could see that the strange battlefield they had seen was gone.

What had not disappeared was the golden bubble shield in which twenty or more teenagers were standing.