I swear I am taking on waaaaaay to many things right now-_-
I came up with this on the spot so it might suck. It's sort of about what I think would happen if Voldemort won and Harry died. It's set in 2005. I suck at introductions so just read.
I'm sorry bout my retarded spell check....
The bang was like a cannon blast, and the golden flames that erupted between them, at the dead center of the circle they had been treading, marked the point where the spells collided.
Both You-Know-Who and Harry collapsed, everyone in the Great Hall held their breath until Harry stood. Then the silence errupted into screams and cheers of the watchers.
The noise was cut off by laughter, dark evil laughter coming from Harry and then-
"Tallia! Wake up!" I was shaken awake by my best friend Lavender Brown, for the millionth time since we lost the Battle of Hogwarts. I never used to like Lavender, she was annoying but she has grown up a lot over the past couple of years.
"Was I screaming again?" I asked, feeling like that idiot from that muggle book, Twilight.
She nodded and flicked her hair over her shoulder, and I could now see all the scars left from when she was attacked by Greyback.
Parvati Patil poked her head in the door of our tent, "Hermione wants everyone outside." she said and then hurried off to tell more people.
I'll go back to where my dream was cut off.
We knew something was up when Harry started laugh, Ron ran forward and Harry raised his wand and green light shot out hitting Ron. Then Harry laughed again and said, "I do not wish to spill anymore magical blood, join me." That was when everyone realized that wasn't Harry wasn't there anymore.
Obviously, no one changed sides and we went back to fighting. Our side lost a lot of people.
When it was clear we had no chance of winning, Hermione Granger made the decision we should retreat, we had lost way to many people and were out numbered, with no way of winning.
At the end of the battle we formed a team I guess you could call it, all the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students that were of age and fought againist You-Know-Who, old DA members, teachers, people with the Order and anyone we could get on our side, but most people just fled the country.
We used to have a lot of run ins with Death Eaters at first, mostly caused by us but now we mainly work to get people to America, which was now very hard because there isn't many places left where you could apparate and dementors flying around everywhere.
The muggles were told that England was in a war with another country and got out just in time.
Our "team" are currently camping in so forest somewhere, honestly, I'm over it. I would rather be anywhere but here.