Alright I want to thank you all for staying, even though I am the wrost replier in the world 
I also would like to dedicate this chapter to kelcie 
Love you lost Kelc 
Here is the next chapter 
Sorry its so short 
Chapter 48
“So have you found any horcruxes?” Hermione asked curiously.
“Well I found the locket.” Harry said and took the faded gold necklace from out his pocket. Hermione took it delicately into her hand. In some places it was charred almost to a crisp. But it was still distinguishable what it was.
“How did you find it?” Ron asked, just staring at it. Harry had a feeling he didn’t want to touch the locket.
“Funnily enough, Kreacher.” Harry replied.
“So, you have found everything then, right?” Hermione asked.
“No, just one left. Dumbledore had a strong feeling that it was Voldermort’s snak-“
Suddenly the walls of Hogwarts shook so hard, Harry had a feeling it was going to fall all down on them. Horrific screams were heard through out the castle. When the shaking ceased, Harry jumped to action. The three of them ran from the room as if the devil himself was chasing them. Kids were seen running up and down the corridors, calling to each other franticly. Terrified expressions were placed on every student, young and old.
“What happened?” Hermione shouted through the noise.
“Death eaters!” a young girl with pink tails cried, and disappeared behind the corner.
“He’s here.” Harry said quietly. By the looks of Ron and Hermione, he knew the understood him.
Harry took off in a solid sprint toward the staircase. Ron and Hermione were both on his hills. They couldn’t be here. Not now.
As they approached the Entrance Hall, Harry saw every teacher Hogwarts had facing the Great Oak doors, wand at the ready. Quite a bit of seventh and sixth years were also facing it, ready for the fight. They stood just behind the teachers. Courage shined on every one of their faces. But it did not hide the fear in them all.
Harry worked his way through the crowed, quickly. Nearby, he saw Neville standing next to Luna. He no longer had the lost first year look. His face held the bravery of a true Gryffindor.
As Harry walked through the people, he heard some of them whispering. But this time, it was a positive feeling.
Finally he made it to the front and stood facing McGonagall. “H-Harry?” she said, emotion cutting though her voice.
“I am here to fight.” Harry said, honor coating his eyes. She said nothing, but nodded. She understood it was something he had to do.
“You are just going to let him fight?
He is what you-know-who wants!” Madam Pomfrey hissed franticly.
“I’m not going to hide anymore!” Harry said.
“You are just being foolish boy!” Madam Pomfrey retorted.
“I’m not a boy anymore!”
“Yes yo-“
“Poppy. Its ok. He will stand along side us.” McGonagall said. Madam Pomfrey looked unconvinced but backed down.
Harry nodded a thank you to McGonagall, before turning to the room at large.
“Alright. This is it. We have been at war with Voldermort for too long. Today it is going to end. When they brake open this door, fight. Don’t let them get past the Great Hall. I need four people to get every student in this castle to the seventh floor. Walk past the empty wall three times until a door appears. You should all fit until the coast is clear. Check every classroom until the room is full.
Nobody gets left behind.” Tentatively, he saw four students (two Hufflepuff sixth years, one seventh year Ravenclaw, and a sixth year Slytherin) slip away from the crowed to the grand staircase.
Harry continued, “I know you’re all scared. You would have to be crazy not to. But just remember, this will be the last fight. If you all promise to stand until the end, then I promise to end this. Remember Cedric. Remember Dumbledore. Remember all the souls who have lost their lives in this war. Remember.”
All around him he saw people nod their heads. He knew he didn’t wipe all the fear out of them, but he knew they were ready.