Um, okay, well thanks for checking this out, first of all! Basically, I'm becoming obsessed with the Twilight series. But this morning my imagination twisted it into, "What if Fred was a vampire?" And I sort of put Fred into Edward's position and Angelina into Bella's. Well at the beginning of this chapter, they're in the middle of a huge battle. Angelina lets you know that she can't bear the thought of life without Fred, and that leads up to something that happens later into the story. So anyway, that's about all as far as this chapter. The rest should be up soon, as it's all in my head already. Enjoy!

Run, run, run! I screamed to myself in my mind as I ran down the long corridor, which didn't seem to be ending. Finally, I reached a big room where the rest of my group, at least the survivors, were standing. I ran over to Fred and threw my arms around him, happier than ever to see him. (What I would have done if… I don't know… I can't bear to think of life without my darling Fred.) I checked-all my other friend were there, too thankfully.

"Angelina, we were so worried you weren't coming out!" Katie cried.

"I almost didn't make it out! I got caught by that little Malfoy brat…"

"I'll kill him," Fred growled, wrapping his arms around me tighter.

"How do we get out of here?" Alicia asked, staring around the room. "There doesn't seem to be an exit, nor a corridor to run down that Death Eaters won't be waiting at the end."

"What about THAT door?" asked Lee, pointing towards a door that seemed to have suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"It's that or Death Eaters, I suppose," said George, walking over toward it and grabbing the knob.

But before he could open it…

BANG! Death Eaters, and their Werewolf and Vampire friends, all came running into the room. Thankfully, the rest of the DA and the Order came running into the room at almost the exact moment.

The fighting began, people running everywhere… bleeding…screaming…howling cries of mourn for their fellow fighters as they fell, not ever to stand back up. A death eater was after Fred, and I screamed, but I wasn't even paying attention to what was going on around ME.

"ANGELINA, DUCK!!" I heard George scream, and he shot a spell over my head, nailing a werewolf who was about to attack me.

"Thanks, George!" I yelled across the room. I turned... but I didn't see him.

Just then, two Death Eaters ganged up on me. I tried my hardest to fend them off. And-yay me- took them both down.

We all fought with as much strength and anger as we could manage, and then some. The fight went on for what seemed like hours, but in reality, was only minutes.

Suddenly, as soon as they had appeared, the Death Eaters were gone. A couple of people from her group checked to see if everyone was there… whether dead or alive. All were there…

Except the twins.