A new Life for Harry Potter.

Authors Note: Hey guys sorry this is late but its my Husbands fault lol. Anyway here is 22 this will be the last fighting chapter for a while, I\'ll be more focused on all the fluffy and mushyness for the next few chapters. i should have 23 out in a few days. As always thanks for all the reviews and votes ^_^!

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Albus and the others waited in the shadows in Diagon alley, waiting for the right moment to begin the attack. He knew without a doubt he was doing the right thing, this was all for the greater good. So what if a few people had to die or get hurt, in the end getting rid of Voldemort was all that mattered. Dumbledore gave himself and internal pat on the back, the plan was perfect he could see nothing going wrong. No one would be able to stop them and by the time the Aurors showed up he and the order would be long gone.



He wished he could see the look on Tom’s face when he got tomorrows addition of the daily profit, he would be in for the shock of his life. Dumbledore knew once they were done here today he would be reinstated as Headmaster of Hogwarts and all his titles would be returned to him. It would be as if that attack on Malfoy manor never even happened. Finally things would go back to the way they should be. The big clock above Gringotts chimed letting them know it was almost time to get started.



“Alright everyone be on the ready, we move out in five minutes. Don’t forget to keep your cloaks up we can’t afford for anyone to get noticed.” He told the small group. They all nodded affirmative and continued waiting. There was a slight electric tingle to the air as if the alley knew what was about to happen. Dumbledore reveled in it; it was moments like this that went down in history. Soon the clock chimed again and Dumbledore gave the signal for them to move out.



They were all wearing fake death eater masks, you would have to be really close to see that they weren’t the originals; but who has ever gotten close enough to a death and lived to be able to tell the difference. They all moved out of the shadows into the brightly lit alley. People were busy with shopping and other tasks so they didn’t immediately take notice. They had all spread out, separating into two groups of five. Dumbledore, Moody, Tonks, Arthur and Molly all on the left and Diggle, Mundungus, Jones, Vance and Podmore on the right, leaving no room for anyone to get past them.



Dumbledore raised his wand and sent an exploding charm to the building in front of him, the deafening boom caused everyone in the vicinity to turn and look. They all panicked when they caught sight of the ten figures dressed in black standing menacingly at the end of the alley. People began screaming and running about trying to escape, people ducked into shops trying their best to hide.



Dumbledore and the others continued on casting blasting charms and stunning curse all throughout the alley. Within a few short moments one half of the alley lay in complete ruin. Dumbledore looked around at their handy work, a few buildings had been reduced to rubble, and people lay unconscious in the street shopping bags were strewn about abandoned by their owners who sought out safety. This was exactly how Dumbledore wanted it, pure chaos. The only thing that was missing was a senseless murder that went along with a typical death eater attack.



Dumbledore knew he would never be able to convince one of his followers to take an innocent life so the burden fell on him. He gave an order for the rest of them to continue on up the alley, once they were on their way he ducked into the nearest shop. Once inside he knew it was Florean Fortescue’s ice cream parlor. He looked around the shop there were a few customers hiding underneath tables and an employee hiding behind the counter.



He didn’t give the people a second thought as he took their lives, casting the killing curse in rapid succession. He left the shop without a second glance back at the innocent people he had just killed; instead he raised his wand in the air and cast the dark mark above the shop. Dumbledore smiled to himself as he walked down the alley to catch up with the others thinking no one would be able to stop him now. What he didn’t know and was soon to find out was how wrong he really was.



Voldemort and a small group of about thirty trained death eaters along with the werewolf pack apparated into Knockturn alley. They could hear screams and explosions in the distance, they were too late the attack had already begun. Voldemort was furious; he couldn’t believe the old fool had the gall to do something like this. The Dark Lord swore right then and there that before this day was over he would make Dumbledore pay for his crimes with his life.



“All of you spread out I want the order captured alive, only kill if you absolutely must. No one is to attack Dumbledore leave him to me, now go.” He told his followers. They all rushed into Diagon alley, not believing the destruction that lay before them. People were running about desperately trying to escape with their lives. The Dark Lord surveyed the damage, buildings lay in piles of rubble, and bodies lay haphazardly in the streets. Dumbledore could be called a lot of things and thorough was one of them the Dark Lord thought. The scene before him had the makings of a real death eater attack, something he would have been proud to claim if he had been the one to think of it.



Wasting no more time he and a select few apparated to the north end of the alley, what greeted them were the remnants of a brutal attack. As Voldemort looked around something in the sky caught his attention. There above one of the less damaged shops was his mark; shining boldly in the afternoon sunlight. He felt his rage boil and twist violently in his stomach. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, how dare those filthy blood traitors use his mark. He turned to his inner circle, they all looked just as furious as he did.



“Bellatrix, Rabastan and Lucius you three go the left see if you can find any of the order lurking about, Nott, Avery and Severus you all come with me, I want to find out who is responsible for that.” He said pointing to the dark mark in the sky. They all split up the dark lord and the others headed into the ice cream shop. There were five dead bodies laid out in the shop it was obvious that they all meet their end by the killing curse. Not finding any evidence on who could have done this Voldemort quickly left the store to regroup with the rest of his inner circle.



When he stepped out of the shop Bellatrix and the others rushed over to him.



“My Lord we haven’t found any order members on this end of the alley. Macnair just sent me a patronus saying that the order is in the south end of the alley. He said that once the order spotted them they began to attack. Greyback and his pack of mangy beasts have gone crazy they are attacking bystanders and order members.” She told him. The Dark Lord growled under his breath, he knew he shouldn’t have asked that homicidal werewolf for his help.



“Ok we need to get to the south part of the alley maybe we can head them off.” He told them. The Dark Lord and the inner circle apparated to the south end of the alley blocking off the main entrance that lead to the streets of London. The archway that opened up into the Leaky Cauldron court yard was shut; the dark lord sealed and warded it so that no one could get in or out. He looked around; this end of the alley was no better off than the north side, bodies and debris lay everywhere. He could see the light of spells being cast up ahead of them; he and the others all rushed forward ready for the battle that was just up ahead.



When they got to the middle of the alley they could see death eaters and order members battling each other fiercely. Without having to give the command the inner circle spread out and began firing curses and hexes to the enemy. Voldemort noted the way the order members were dressed, they looked a lot like his followers. The one blaring difference was the curses the light side was using; they may have been dressed like death eaters but they still insisted on sing their weak light magic.



Voldemort spotted Dumbledore almost immediately; the old fool was standing about three yards in front of him. He could see his blue eyes twinkling like mad even from beneath his mask. Voldemort wasted no time sending a blood boiling curse right at the old fool. Dumbledore quickly dodged it and sent a killing curse right at the dark lord’s head. So the old man was all business today the dark lord thought as he sent a blasting charm right back. The battle between the two quickly escalated, they forgot all about the other people fighting around them.



After a particularly nasty hex sent by Dumbledore, Voldemort was forced to take cover behind an over turned cart. The old man was in rare form, he was even using magic that he had never even seen before. That didn’t matter now; he just needed a few moments to regroup so that he didn’t lose. He was just about to come out and fire more curses at Dumbledore when he heard the distinct pops of apparation. He looked up from behind the cart and saw about fifty Aurors standing in the alley. Well this just keeps getting better and better he thought.



Percy, Charlie and the twins all rushed down the hall to the Ministers office. They had less than ten minutes before the afternoon rush would begin in Diagon alley. They walked into the Ministers office completely ignoring his protesting secretary. The Minister was sitting behind his desk flipping through a large stack of paper work. He looked up as soon as the Weasley boys entered; he looked a little perturbed by their unannounced arrival.



“Percival what is the meaning of this? Why are your brothers here with you?” He asked. Percy walked up to the Ministers desk with a pleading look on his face that set the Minister ill at ease almost immediately.



“Minister Fudge please forgive the intrusion but I need a word with you it is of the up most importance.” He told him. Fudge looked between the three Weasley boys and saw they all had the same look of panic on their faces.



“Alright but this had better be good Percival, you know I don’t like uninvited visitors.” He said. Percy looked over at the twins silently telling them to come forward.



“Sir these are my brothers Fred and George, they have some information they wish to share with you.” He told him. The twins greeted the Minister and retold the story they told Percy and Kingsley. Once they were finished Fudge sat behind his desk looking as pale as a ghost.



“Are you certain its Albus and the order, is there no possible way it was someone else?” Fudge asked silently hoping that this was all a mistake. He knew Albus was upset about being sacked but he couldn’t imagine the man taking things to this extreme.



“We are positive sir it was Dumbledore. We don’t have much time we already informed Kingsley about what is going on and he has gone off to find some Aurors to help.” Fred told him. Before the Minister could ask more questions the door to his office burst open again and his secretary rushed in looking absolutely frightened.



“Minister Fudge several reports have just come in about an attack in Diagon alley, they say that there are death eaters everywhere and that you know who is with them.” She told him in a panicked rush of words. Fudged looked over to the Weasley boy who all had I told you so looks on their faces. Fudge stood from his desk and grabbed his bowler hat and pin stripped traveling cloak before turning to the four Weasley brothers.



“You all need to come with me, we need to meet up with Kingsley and the others and get to the alley before this gets even more out of hand.” He told them as he marched out of his office. The Weasley brothers followed behind the Minister silently, hoping against hope that their parent made it out of this alive.



The rushed to an available lift and took it all the way down to the main lobby. They were in luck, Kingsley and about fifty Aurors were already there waiting for them. When Kingsley spotted them he walked over to debrief the Minister on the current situation.



“Minister its bad Diagon alley has been turned into a war zone. The Dark mark has been seen hovering in the sky and we don’t know how many casualties we have. I have sent a small group of Aurors to the north and south ends of the alley to help people escape and keep the enemy inside. This group here will travel with me into the alley and try to reinstate order.” Kingsley told him.



“Good I’ll be going with you I need to see this for myself.” He told him. Fudge then turned to the Weasley brothers. “If you all want to stay here it is fine, but I won’t stop you if you want to go.” He told them.



“Sir our mother and father are out there we have to go.” Charlie told him. Fudge nodded his acceptance and they all made their way over to the apparation points. Kingsley and the Aurors apparated into Diagon alley first, followed by Minister Fudge and the Weasley’s. When they arrived they were standing in the mist of chaos, spells were being cast from every direction. The entire alley lay in ruin, people ran about screaming trying to escape. Upon further inspection it seemed death eaters were fighting against death eaters.



“You lot go take cover we need to round these idiots up and I can’t have civilians in the cross fire.” Kingsley said pointing to Fudge and the Weasley’s. The five of them ran into the remains of Ollivander’s wand shop, the shop owner Mr. Ollivander lay in the corner wounded; Charlie and Percy rushed over to help him. Mean while outside the Aurors were battling with both sets of death eaters, each side had already lost a few people and if the fighting didn’t end soon the casualties on all sides would be great.



Voldemort took notice of the change in number, there was no way he and his death eater could fight both Dumbledore and the order along with the whole of the Auror department. He rolled up his sleeve revealing his dark mark he pressed his wand to the tip and sent a message to all his followers that were left alive.



“We are done here; this fight has gotten out of hand quickly. Those of you who aren’t hurt help the wounded and get back to headquarters, go now.” He commanded. Once he was finished he heard pops of apparation from his side of the alley. He stood up from his crouched position behind the over turned cart, he cast one last seething look at Dumbledore and apparated away.



Dumbledore saw that Voldemort and his followers were departing, not wanting to be left hold the bag he raised his wand in the air casting on last dark mark before he activated the portkey in his pocket. The rest of the order followed suit leaving their dead and seriously wounded behind not wanting to risk being caught. When the dust finally settled the Aurors looked around at the remains of the alley, dead and wounded death eaters lay scattered about the alley and the others had all vanished, leaving the Aurors with one hell of a mess to clean up.

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