Dumbledore's Army Novels & Stories

Erik calmly answered her. "Albus Dumbledore is currently in the Great Lounge, and he is not the Headmaster of Hogwarts anymore. He was suspended indefinitely for breach in the school charter, and I'm seriously thinking of charging the 'old boy' with almost 700 counts of child endangerment. And about 'your Susan's' letter, you haven't read about it because of one of the wards that I took down earlier. Its objective was to control information. It applied a notice-me-not charm in certain parts of the letter pertaining to certain information, in this case, the attacks that happened in the castle."

The soldiers stood in front of him with a hardened look, a tall looking hefty soldier with bald head and broad shoulders stood at the front of the other men who stood quietly not to offend the brutal king in front of them. "My King" The tall soldier acknowledged with a bow and the rest joined in union. "Our horses and swords are ready to attack, my king" The man noted with a hint of pride in his voice, "All together, we are twenty three thousand soldiers put together by the 7 kingdoms. The soldiers in Anedo are not up to us and indeed victory will be yours" He asserted sternly. With his hands stroking his beards, King Fabian smirked with satisfaction. He liked this giant looking soldier in f

"We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

It was at this moment that the enemy decided to strike. Unbeknownst to Summer and his group, the dark lord had creeped in as they relaxed. Before Summer had trapped his minions in the icy maze, one of them had managed to send him a message. Immediately, he gathered his other army of wizards, warlocks, mages and hunters. He took only three of each group as these were very good at their job.

The dwarf closed his eyes from exhaustion as the healer worked on him. I stumbled back, my mind reeling. Darren was out there, fighting an army we weren’t prepared for. My mate, exhausted and possibly outnumbered. “Darren,” I whispered, fear clawing at my throat. “Where are you?” A thunderous sound pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. I whirled around, my eyes widening at the sight before me. Through the misty forest, an army emerged. Elves with bows at the ready, fairies darting between the trees, and lumbering behemoths that shook the earth with each step.

'I have tried my best.' Darryl thought and breathed out a long sigh. He closed his eyes slowly and sank into despair. "Darryl! Dax!" Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the distant horizon. Um? Darryl, Dax, and everyone else felt their hope renewed. They quickly looked in that direction. Everyone was stunned at the very first glance. They saw an awe-inspiring few-hundred-thousand-strong army approaching. Every soldier rode on a black horse, wore blood-red metal armor, and held a long saber.

An ordinary human would not even exist. “This is going to be bloody.” Prince Ludiciel murmured, his sword materializing in his hand. Others followed cue, taking out their own weapons, preparing to fight. Dareth looked at Zedekiel, Eron, and Vathar, then gazed at the large army of humans, Phoenixes, Ice Fairies and Elves behind him. He laughed and shook his head. “Well, this is hardly fair. A whole army against one god? Aren't you all ashamed?”

He said that each House had their own armies and since the leaders of those Houses had gone against him, there was a high probability that the armies of these Houses would turn against him on the battlefield. So the war was beyond fighting the Rebellion, which was Alaris; it was also about fighting the Houses. “I need an army of my own, strong. An army of undead dragon shifters. One is unstoppable, imagine a hundred of them. They will be more than enough to win us this war.” By Ignas, what?! An army that couldn't be killed?! “Why?” Belladonna asked quickly. “We can create shadow warriors if we acquire both gems. We already have one.”

Using magic their chants echoed through the entire forest all around Halbert's army. Silhouettes began to emerge through the fog, one after another. "We're surrounded!" The army was not in fact surrounded, but they did form a U shape wrapping around most of their army. Most of all with the fog working to their advantage no one could tell their exact numbers or the fact they were spread very thin. The army appearing from the fog began to slowly move towards the Albrael soldier's. "Allow us to show you what nightmares are made from." Havoc's soft voice echoed through the forest, on these words the advancing army of The Black Guard came to a halt staring down the army of Albrael.

He maneuvered the hallways and found his grandmother and his uncle, the Chief seated together with the elders. "Did you reunite with your mother?" Chief Darion inquired. "Yes I did," he nodded, then added. "I made a promise to her that I must keep. In order to keep it, I need your help." "You can ask anything of us, son," his grandmother said. "We are after all allies," his uncle added. Wayne felt relief sip into his bones as their words reassured him. Then he opened his mouth and said… "I need an army."