Ginny knew they would have to ditch the brooms fast. She couldn't fathom how the first Witches and Wizards were able to fly on just simple brooms. They were slow as sin, and couldn't maneuver for shite, plus it was drawing heavily on her magic just to stay a few feet off the ground. Notwithstanding, it did serve its purpose. They were safely out of the room and Team Weasley did manage to take ten of those bastards in the process. So suck on that Dumbledore!

"Wicked trick Gin-Gin." George told Ginny as he landed next to her.

"Yes, do tell us how you learned that one?" Fred asked as he landed on the other side of her.

"You pick up a few tricks as McGonagall's Aid. She is a Transfiguration Master after all." Ginny told them as she peeked around the corner. After seeing that it was safe, she headed down it with the twins on either side of her. They may have been following her orders, but that didn't seem to stop them from being protective big brothers. It was sweet…annoying…but sweet.

"I think we should make for the Main Entrance."

"Works for us" Fred and George said at the same time.

"Keep the darkness powder in your hands. We don't know how many of those bastards there are out there. It would be best to avoid a fight if we can."

"Since when did Ginny Weasley…"

"Ever run from a fight?"

"You shouldn't ask questions you don't want to hear the answer to," She told them with bitterness in her voice. They instantly knew she was referring to the time she was taken captive by Lestrange. Malfoy had mentioned he wanted to present her to Voldemort.

George looked over Ginny's head at Fred. He gave him an affirming nod. Whatever they wanted with their little sister, Fred and George would die before they would let that happen to her. The three continued down the long hall. Ginny was grateful that they didn't try and pry anymore information out of her. That was a conversation she wanted to avoid at all costs.

Tonks was one of the first Aurors to arrive at Diagon Alley. She was told to respond to a disturbance. From the shear amount of patronuses that were sent to the Ministry, it was most likely Death Eaters causing some property damage as a show of force, or in response to what her cousin did the day before.

In the past, she remembered that Death Eaters usually apparated or portkeyed away as soon as the Aurors arrived. She expected this to be over quickly. When she got there she knew that was never going to happen. Someone had put up an anti-apparation ward up. They ended up just outside of the main entry way. People were running out of The Leaky Cauldron in hordes. Mothers were clutching their babies to their breasts as they ran for their lives. Some people were getting trampled in the process. For lack of a better word, it was a mass hysteria.

Tonks knew there was no way she and her fellow Aurors were getting in that way. Nevertheless, that wasn't the only way in. A secondary entrance they used brought them out by Flourish & Blott's. What they saw was something out of a bad B rated muggle movie. Sewer Trolls were climbing out of a huge hole that was in the middle of the road. They were going up and down the street attacking anything that moved. In the sky above, Gargoyles were swooping down from roof tops to snatch up victims. On the steps of Gringotts was a large platoon of Orcs ready to kill anything that tried to leave or enter the bank. The Dark Mark loomed in the blackened sky above.

Acting on instinct, Tonks sent a cutting curse at a Gargoyle. Upon being hit, the dark creature let go of his would-be meal and took to a nearby roof top. The small boy that it was trying to claim fell from twenty feet up. Tonks ran for him as one of her fellow Aurors gently levitated him to the ground.

The rescue didn't go unnoticed. A group of Orcs charged them. They were wielding arcane looking axes that were already stained with blood. They were wearing very little body armor, not that they needed any. Like Giants their hide was very resistant to most spells.

An Auror by the name of Hodister found that out the hard way. He charged them head on, firing curse after curse, only to have then have very little affect on the dark creatures. He was hit with an axe and Tonks watched as his body was sent flying ten feet into the air. The top half of him that was severed from hip to shoulder crashed through someone's second floor window. His bottom half landed twenty feet in front of her. The poor child puked on the spot.

"Alright you ugly arse son-of-a-bitches…let's dance!" Tonks screamed as she stepped in front of the little boy.

Harry should have been portkeyed straight to his vault. He was repelled by some unseen force and deposited in the middle of Diagon Alley. There could be only be one explanation for that happening. Gringotts was on lockdown, and Ginny was locked in there with Buttheads Bootlickers. Fear, panic and a cold fury filled him up. He had just figured out who she was. It was like Lestrange Manor all over again. Only this time she wasn't some stranger that he didn't know.

This was the girl that was constantly in his thoughts for over a year. She had opened his eyes to so much in the short time they were together. Even if he was ordered by his mum to stay in panther form, he understood everything she had said to him. She would talk for hours and he would listen to every word. Sometimes it was light and humorous, like when she chattered on about her family and the things they would do to each other. Other times it would be dark and full of pain. He would try to comfort her the best he could. As a panther, his options were kind of limited, yet she often fell asleep on him after a good cry, not that he minded all that much. Every day he grew more and more protective of her. At least that was what he thought it was at the time.

But she was Ginny…Ginny was her, it was all so confusing. He was drawn to Ginny from the first moment he caught her looking at him at the feast, even more so as they walked to the Gryffindor common room. Yet, in the back of his mind he felt he was betraying her,which was crazy because he had only known her for a week. Hell, she didn't even know he was human. Which didn't even matter since she was Ginny…Ginny was her.

"Oh hell! I'm going to end up in a clock tower somewhere!" Get your head out of you arse and focus Potter! She's in there…you're out here! Now go thrash some of those fuck stains and get her back!

After Harry successfully removed his head from his neither regions, he looked at what separated him from Ginny. Six or seven Sewer Trolls were in the street smashing stores or attacking witches trying to get their children to safety. Beyond that there was about thirty Orc's guarding the entrance to Gringotts. Since they were the mortal enemy of Goblins, he was sure they were on Team Ass Wipe. From the roof tops Gargoyles were throwing large stones at anything that moved, or swopping down to get their dinner. In the middle of all that was Tonks. She was the only Auror left standing, and had a little boy glued to her leg as she fought one ugly ass Orc.

"Duncan!" Harry yelled. The house elf didn't appear as he always did, so he yelled again. This time he heard his voice in his head.

Yes Master?

Where are you?

I'm trapped inside Gringotts Master. Even my magic can't break the wards the Goblins have set up.

What's the situation in there?

I have disposed of the thieving vermin and sent the memory to Lady Lily.

Find Griphook. I need to get in there. Then find Ginny, obey her every command, and protect her at all costs. As Lord Potter I formally remove you of all restrictions on your magic.

As you wish, my Lord.

Harry was grateful that he went through the bonding ritual with him, or he would never have been able to contact him.

"YOU BASTARDS WANT BLOOD! WELL, YOU GOT IT! I'LL GIVE YOU BLOOD…BLOOD LIKE A RIVER!" With that Harry charged into the thick of it.

Narcissa stepped out of the fireplace in Lily's office to see her comforting her house elf. When Lily looked into her friend's eyes she knew thing have gone from bad to worse. Narcissa was in full Marauder Battle Robes. The crimson red robes had enchantments of protection, as well as the same lining as Harry's trench coat so they could travel light, yet still have a heavy arsenal of objects at the ready.

"It's begun," was all Narcissa said, but it spoke volumes. With a wave of her wand, Lily's disillusioned trunk that was in a corner flew open. She removed her Battle Robes and changed into them.

"Where?"

"Diagon Alley"

"Harry's there!"

"He was at Moony's office, but then a patronus came and he pulled a Jimmy."

"I swear that boy is going to give me gray hair."

"What about your class?"

"I'll just cancel it."

"Dumbledore is delusional, but not an idiot Lily. We need to keep him in the dark as long as we can." Narcissa said as she donned the mask of an owl. Lily bowed her head and acknowledged her friend's wisdom.

"Vonda pull yourself together, I need you to make yourself look like me and teach my class."

"Yes Mistress."

While Lily was getting filled in on what was going on, Sirius was visited by Remus. A few minutes later Kreacher, under the disguise of his master, was teaching his class. Well more like faking a stomach cramp and dismissing the class early. Once Lady Malfoy had come to live at Grimmauld Place, his demeanor had improved greatly. With the help of Narcissa he and Sirius seemed to have put their shaky past behind them.

"The Dark Mark was been spotted over Diagon Alley Madame Bones!" Amelia's assistant screamed as she busted into her office. She was in a private meeting with the Minister of Magic at the time. Both jumped to their feet as their Auror training kick in.

"We sent a team to check out reports of a disturbance not that long age. Have they reported in yet?" Amelia snapped at Alice.

"No Madame Bones. They missed their scheduled check in," She answered in a squeaky voice, as she looked from her boss to the Minister, and then back to Amelia. Both of them cursed to themselves. It was standard operating procedure to always check in after responding to a disturbance. It was doubly vital now that they were in the middle of a war. If they broke protocol it meant they were engaged in battle or already dead.

"Most of my Aurors and Hit-Wizards are tied up with the shakedown. Should we call on Dumbledore's Order for help?" Amelia asked Scrimgeour.

"He would just love to hold over my head. No, its time he learned that he's not the only flavor in the ice-cream parlor. It's time to see just what the Marauders can do." Amelia couldn't agree more. After what she had heard today about the man, the last thing she wanted to do was owe Dumbledore a favor. She had only suggested it out of the urgency of the situation. She turned to her assistant.

"Call all available personnel to go to Diagon Alley. I will be going there myself to oversee it."

"I will be going as well. The people need to see that I'm willing to put my life on the line."

"Miss the action…don't you?"

"A bit."

"EXPECTO PATROMUM ELEMENTIA!" Harry yelled loudly so any witch or wizard in ear shot would hear the spell. He could have easily done it wordlessly, but he was hoping someone would follow his example and start fighting back against these filthy creatures.

The form of a great stag leaped out of his wand, but instead of it being silver. The stag was made of flames. The heat that was coming off of the elemental patronus was immense. Many of the cowering patrons of Diagon Alley stopped what they were doing, whether it was hiding or fleeing, they stopped to stare in wonder at the magnificent beast.

"Drive those Trolls back into the sewers where they belong!" Harry ordered his elemental before turning his attention to the onlookers.

"Use righteous anger, not a happy thought. WELL JUST DON'T STAND THERE WITH YOUR WANDS UP YOUR ARSES! FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHT TO LIVE! FIGHT FOR YOUR CHILDREN'S RIGHT TO LIVE!" He screamed at them, when they just looked dumbfounded at him.

A mother that was covering her child with her body was the first to take up Harry's Call to Arms. She had lived her life as a Slytherin, but on this day she found her inner Gryffindor. The angelic face of the blond Witch looked back at her child and found her righteous anger.

"Stay put sweetheart. Mummy has some vermin to crush under her heel." She spoke so sweetly to her little girl that it almost seemed childlike, and then she turned to the face her enemy. Her face held the rage that only a mother protecting her child could make. She repeated the spell that Harry had just said with everything she had. A fiery Grim jumped out of her wand and attacked the nearest Troll. This was followed by a goat, eagle, badger, and cat. Though they were much smaller than the Troll, they attacked the monster ferociously. It would throw one off, only to be attacked by three more.

Harry winked at the little girl and then changed into Shadow. He then charged down the road towards Tonks.

In every hallway that Ginny, Fred, and George took, they would find the body of a dead Goblin. Some were in business suits, while others were in armor. For the most part they were killed by severing curses. Goblin blood was all over the floors, as well as the walls. They had only come across two or three dead Death Eaters. It looked like they weren't going down with out a fight.

"COME HUMAN! COME AND DIE! I WILL AVENGE MY PEOPLE WITH YOUR BLOOD!" Was heard screaming coming from the lobby at the end of the hall. Ginny recognized the voice immediately. Without thinking she ran full out to get to her new friend with her brothers following close behind. As they rounded the corner Ginny saw Hesta standing over a dead Death Eater. Another Goblin was curled up in the fetal position on the floor not far away. He looked to be recovering from the Cruciatus curse. Three Death Eaters were trying to circle around her.

Fred ran forward as one of the Death Eaters sent a killing curse at Hesta's back. He tackled her out of the way. Her training took over as she saw him as a new threat. She twister her body so she could use full advantage of the momentum. She came to rest sitting on Fred's collarbone with his arms pinned under the weight of her legs. Hesta brought her dagger to Fred's jugular. If it wasn't for his red hair she wouldn't have stopped.

"Mummafacashus!" Ginny screamed out. She was grateful that she was able to convince Harry to teach her the hex before they left Hogwarts. The Death Eater that had fired the killing curse robes started to wrap him up in a tight cocoon. The more he struggled against it the tighter it wrapped him. He must have been claustrophobic, because he started to flail around in desperation. He looked like a fish out of water.

George hit one of the other Death Eaters with a reductor in the chest, and the man flew across the room and into the wall. Well, parts of him anyway. The last Death Eater cast a cutting curse at Ginny, which she had to dive to get out of its way. Hesta leapt off a very stunned Fred and charged the Death Eater. She was knocked back by a reducto. Luckily her armor took the blunt of it. Oddly enough she landed right back on top of Fred.

"Luv we have gotta stop meeting like this." Fred squeaked out as soon as he got his breath back.

"Avada Kadavra!"

The little boy that just wouldn't let go of Tonks leg was a huge encumbrance in the battle. They had only been able to take down two Orcs and that was with seven highly trained Aurors. Now she was down to just herself. Most of their best spells hardly had any affect at all. Their hide was just too thick. She guessed that was why they were wearing so little armor. What she would have given for a muggle gun right about now. No matter how many times she told the little boy to run, he just wouldn't let go of her leg. Tonks started to fear for the life of her own unborn child that resided in her womb. She knew that it was a matter of seconds before both their lives were going to come to a violent end.

Three Orcs were charging her, all wielding huge battle axes. One from the front and the other two were flanking her from either side. She breathed what she thought was her last breath. Then she heard one of the sweetest sounds she ever heard. Shadow's roar even made the Orcs jump a bit. Her three attackers stopped to find the source of the sound. They didn't have to wait very long. Tonks grinned ear to ear.

"You're gonna get it." She teased them. From the shadow between her legs, a black panther leapt out. Apparently that was all the motivation required to make the boy run away. Shadow and the lead Orc charged each other. Ten feet from his quarry Harry leapt into the air and transformed into his Hybrid form. Since Lestrange Manor, Harry had trained heavily in this mode. Next time he had to face Greyback he would be ready. Even in Werewolf form Remus was no match for him. A fact that these Orcs were about to find out.

Shadow slashed at the Orc's face, and his claw dug under its jaw. Using his momentum and raw strength Harry ripped most of its face off in the process. Harry landed and his tail picked up the dead Orc's axe. The other two came at him at the same time from opposite sides. He turned to face one leaving his back exposed to the other. At the last second he pivoted and changed direction. He stopped the downward swing of the Orc's axe cold as he opened his other claw just two inches from the beast's face. At the same time, the axe in his tail cut laterally across the other Orc's gut. One thing is always guaranteed to happen when an Orc gets hit with a wandless Bombarda at point blank range…it makes a mess…a really big…enormous…titanic…colossal freakin' mess.

The Orc behind Harry was hurt but not out by any means. In a rage, it brought its axe down on Harry with all its strength, in the hopes of cutting him in half. Harry sank down into his own shadow, missing getting severed by only inches. Using his enemie's shadow, Harry rose up silently behind the Orc. He reached around and sunk his claws into its shoulder and jaw. With a mighty pull and a loud crack, another Orc went down.

"Not that I'm complaining Shadow, but aren't you supposed to be in school or something?"

Shadow turned around to see that Tonks had transformed into the Hybrid form of her fox animagus. Since Harry had come out of the closet so to speak and she was the only Auror left, Tonks saw no reason not to use this form. She didn't have Harry's strength or shadow power, but she made up for it with speed and agility.

"Nice tail Nympy." Shadow said as he picked up an axe and transfigured it into a Katana. Tonks put a paw to her chest and acted crushed. Her metamorphic abilities allowed her to take a more feminine shape. She spun around so Harry could see all her luscious curves.

"All of this and all you could come up with is nice tail? You're slipping Potter."

"If you showed me this yesterday I would have defiantly put it in the spank bank." Harry turned to look at Gringotts and the twenty-five Orcs that stood between him and his goal. "However, thing have changed. Ginny's in there and I'm not going to let them take her again. She's more important to me than my damn secrets."

"Figured it out did you?" Tonks said as she stepped next to him and looked on as the Orcs started to form a large circle around them. Harry handed her the Katana. She was amazed that he was able to get the weight and balance right as she took a few test strikes on one of the dead Orcs. It cut its hide like it was hot butter. It was light weapon, but incredibly strong and razor sharp, just like her. A wand was almost worthless against them. A sword, now that could be fun.

Harry and Tonks stood back to back as the circle of Orcs slowly got tighter and tighter. Harry let out a roar. This time they roared back at Harry.

"You ready to go all Kill Bill on these wankers Shadow?"

"I was thinking more like 300 Nympy."

"They died in 300."

"Kill Bill it is."