Harry threw up a shield around his friends while Ron countered with a blasting curse. It missed, and ripped through a tree, exploding it into pieces.
"Distract them," Ron said to Harry. "And I'll get behind. You break through that shield and I'll surprise them."
Harry nodded, although his breath was ragged with exhaustion. Letting loose a flurry of curses, he made room for Ron to dip low and sprinted to the side. Harry unleashed a wave of fire from the end of his wand which surrounded the attacker and tore through their shield. With the rest of them taking advantage of their vulnerable opponent, Bill hitting them in the leg with some nasty curse that turned their leg into stone, Ron got into position behind the Death Eater. He sliced through the air, into a flawless combination of a swish-and-flick wingardium leviosa, into the downwards jab incendio and then a circular patterned bombarda maxima. The Death Eater was strung into the air by the hem of their robe, lit on fire, and then thrown into a tree within seconds, crashing against it with a loud crack of their skull. They did not get back up.
"Jesus Christ, Ron. When you said you'd been practicing dueling…" Charlie muttered. "Very impressive, good job everyone."
"Oh goodness," Hermione said, her voice was very high and frightful and she pulled Ron into a desperate hug. "That was brilliant, Ronald."
Ron blushed very deeply which caused the twins to laugh. "Don't let it go to your head, Ronnie," they cackled.
Harry grabbed at the stitch in his side and leaned against Luna to conserve the last dregs of energy.
"Alright, settle down," Bill said. "We need to stay focused. Good job Ron. Let's get this damn ward down so we can get out of here and you can brag to mum all about it, yeah?"
The cluster of children moved into a close group, their eyes peeled on the surroundings around them as Bill started a complicated pattern of his wand, muttering under his breath as the wards began to crumble. Harry noticed Luna had a bit of blood peeking out of her blonde hair.
"Oh, it's healing up already, don't worry. I was only nicked by a cutting curse, I think." Her voice was very faint with nerves. Harry batted her hands away to examine the cut on her forehead. It wasn't cursed and faded quickly. "You're the one who's injured the worst, Harry."
"Just tired," he assured.
"Got it!" Bill cheered.
"I'll take everyone, two at a time," Charlie said. "Bill, you should wait in case they put the jinx back up or someone else comes." Bill nodded. Charlie moved toward Harry and Luna, but Harry shook his head and insisted the others leave before him. Begrudgingly, Charlie grabbed Fred and George and disapperated.
"Um, that Death Eater is dead, by the way," He informed Ron as he watched their life force drain from their body.
"Oh," he looked a lot less pleased with himself.
"You did what you had to Ron," Bill assured him. "It was self-defense."
"I know that!" Ron snapped. "It's not a big deal."
Luna reached over to hug him, and Bill and Ginny joined in.
"Should we get some of their body parts so we can interrogate them later?" Hermione whispered to Harry. He nodded, and she extinguished the burnt corpse and pulled off the mask, revealing a middle-aged man whose face Harry did not recognize from all the damage.
The charred flesh crumbled into pieces so Harry peeled off a chunk of his ear. Hermione shoved the ear and mask into her bag as another pop sounded and Charlie returned with a fuming Mrs. Weasley in tow.
"Right," she said, eyeballing the corpse and the group of traumatized children. "Let's get you lot back to the Burrow."
With the kids finally safe, Bill stuck his head under the kitchen faucet and took a very long drink. He looked over to Charlie and then to his mum, who was fussing over the kids. Charlie nodded and while everyone was distracted, the two apparated off again.
The chaos around the stadium had not lessened, although there was no sign of life. Small fires were everywhere and most of the tents and stalls outside had been destroyed. Charlie cursed as he pointed towards the floating bodies lined up underneath the Dark Mark. There were several more than before, at least a dozen, dripping blood from various injuries.
They carried down the path towards the sounds of fighting.
Bill had not been sure what to think when mum and dad had casually announced that they'd befriended infamous mass murderer Sirius Black. Sure, he'd turned out to be innocent and he adored their mum's cooking but there had been such a myth built up around the man. One of the key figures in the last war, gone turncoat and sentenced with the deaths of twelve muggles. Well, it was pretty clear now why people had assumed Sirius Black capable of killing a dozen people with a single spell.
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