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The DA's final round by TomH

Format: Short story
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 509
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Strong Language, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Action/Adventure
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Bellatrix, Lucius, Narcissa, Voldemort, Neville, Luna, Ginny
Pairings: Harry/Ginny

First Published: 11/27/2007
Last Chapter: 12/01/2007
Last Updated: 12/01/2007

Harry and the rest of the DA are preparing one last battle before taking on Voldemort. Their plan is to bring down Voldermorts death eaters making it easier to get a shot at the Dark Lord himself.

Chapter 1: A sudden thought
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Harry Potter had taken up that oh so familiar position in his bedroom. Staring, with a kind of longing, out of the window. Where was Hedwig? She couldn’t be that far away now, surely? He had scribbled a letter to each Ron Hermione and Ginny; this though of his was an excellent one of course. He felt this was something his Dad would definitely have been proud of.
Here she was, he could see her coming, finally he thought. He slid the window open so quikly he nearly flung himself out it. Hedwig pecked at Harry affectionately, but there was no time for that, all of his thoughts over the past three days came down to Ron, Hermione and Ginny's replies.

He tore the paper away from Hedwig’s leg and found that they each contained the same two words, "I’m in."  Yes! Thought Harry. It was on. But he must be quick there was no time to waste. Harry quickly scrawled another two letters; one to Neville Longbottom who would of course say he was in, and the other to Luna, who Harry thought would also say yes, she seemed to caught up in her own little world to realise the dangers of the task.

Harry let Hedwig eat some food and get a drink before quickly calling her over again. "Here Hedwig take these to Neville and Luna, make sure they reply quickly we’ve got no time to waste." Hedwig gave Harry another peck, he took this to mean that she understood him, he rubbed the top of her head and let her off into the night sky once again.

"You boy, come here" Uncle Vernon aimed up the stairs. Why now though Harry. "Alright but this better be quick Harry shot back at him". Harry strolled downstairs towards the sitting room to find another memorable sight. Vernon, Petunia and Dudely Dursley all squoze onto the couch in the sitting the room. "Sit there." Vernon said. "Oh, you are just too kind." Harry said sarcastically. "Yes, yes whatever." Vernon spoke distractedly. "So, I was just wondering boy, with you leaving at the end of this school year, well, I suppose we can assume you will not be coming back to our home." Harry interrupted at this point, "Surely when you say our home, you mean you three i mean come on when have I ever been welcome here." Vernon Carried on as if Harry had not spoke" So yes you wont be coming back will you?" Harry stared into Vernon's fat face and pondered it for a short while. After several minutes, when Harry was content with the increasing amount that Vernon's moustache seemed to be twitching with anticipation. Finally he spoke "Of course I won’t be coming back. I don’t want to live here; you know that as well as I do. Well you know how much I love are little chats but if that’s all I’m going back to room. Goodnight." And without a glance back Harry left the room.