Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Crossover ❯ Susan Bones ( Chapter 18 )

Chapter 18

Susan Bones considered herself as an even-tempered witch with a sunny disposition. She wasn't prone to panicking, just as most of her housemates, and thus was one of Hufflepuff house's most prized students.

It also meant that she was incredibly loyal and protective of her friends. Incredibly so.

This last little fact explains why, seconds after entering the Great Hall, she found herself in a full-blown duel with a Deatheater.

There is just one thing that will set of a Hufflepuff. . . and that is hurting the people they care for.

Susan dived out of the way of a Cruciatus, and sent forth her strongest shield. It wouldn't hold for long, she knew, but it gave her just enough time to check on her best friend. Hannah Abbott hadn't even had a chance to understand what was happening before some dark curse hit her. The petite blonde was now lying in a puddle of blood, while her boyfriend (Justin Finch-Fletchley) tried by all means to patch her up.

-"She OK??"

-"I'm working on it!"

-"Oh, damn!"

The doors had just opened, and she could clearly see Harry Potter between the new arrivals. Several wands could be seen escaping their owners hands, as said owners went into a collision course towards the wall.

Susan watched in surprise as Harry spun, sending some sort of charm at the wall, and then flung himself against their attackers.

-"Boy's got more guts than brains!"

She turned to see Justin at her side, Hannah hanging almost limply from his arms. She was conscious, though, which brought forth a sigh of relief.

-"If someone can put forth a fight it's him, though."

-"Indeed. You weren't doing so bad yourself. Professor Sprout's extra lessons are paying up."

That brought back to memory the emergency meeting Hufflepuff house had had after the end of the Third Task of the Triwizard Tournament.

[ Around her, all of her friends and housemates sat, waiting for their Head of House to arrive. The opening of the entrance shushed most of the whispered conversations taking place, as they all turned towards the woman that was to them a mother far from home.

-"We don't have much time, dears, we must prepare now. You all know what has happened, we all mourn the death of one of our own. Lets not forget this warning, and thus be caught unawares. Time has come for Hufflepuff house to prove its worth, just as Cedric was trying to do. It I our turn to make a stand and show those that will try to oppress us that we will not take it lying down."

Everyone had nodded, some understanding, others not, but all resolute.

-"Good. Then let us begin. We are all hard workers, it is time to show just how much that alone can achieve."]

Extra lessons and extra training had been just a few of the things they had done to prepare. And yet, now Susan knew that they still hadn't been ready. They hadn't been on time.

Horror suddenly struck her, as she realized that her attention had wandered from the battle she was in, and she whipped around in time to see Justin collapse, an hysterical Hannah falling along with him.

The Deatheater turned again towards her, and began sending out curses she had never heard of. Without thinking, she began dodging and shielding as best she could, but her power was fast decreasing. A look at Hannah told her that the blonde witch wouldn't be able to help her. She was too hurt and too distraught to be of any use in this sort of fight.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger fighting back to back, and doing one hell of a job of keeping the Deatheaters at bay. That failed, though, as the doors opened once more and Ginny Weasley made her entrance.

The small redhead had just enough time to realize that there was a battle raging in the great hall, with Voldemort watching amusedly, before some stray curse hit her. Neville Longbottom, standing next to her, barely had time to catch her before she fell.

Which left them both completely open for attack.

Ron immediately left his best friends and went to his sisters rescue.

Not two steps later, and the older redhead was lying on the ground, twitching under Cruciatus.

Both Harry and Hermione sent curses at the Deatheater that was hurting their friend while they sprinted towards the redhead.

Another curse came uncomfortably close to her person, and drew Susan out of her distraction.

She sent out a Stupefy which was quickly repelled by the others shield, and raised her own magical barrier. She could see her magic crackling through it, telling her in no uncertain terms that it wouldn't sustain itself against a direct attack.

The Deatheater raised his wand and prepared to let fly with his next attack. . .

And collapsed as Hannah's voice rang out with a rather firm Stupefy.

Susan raised grateful ayes towards her best friend, just in time to call out a warning as she saw the curse flying towards the blonde's back. It was answered, much to her distress, by Hannah's just as panicked cry.

The last thing she heard, before darkness consumed her, was Hannah's first scream.