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Ryan
Chapter Seven
"Wait!" Daniel interrupted Janet. "You're an arch witch? You never told anyone?" He was almost shouting.
"What did you want me to do?" Janet countered. "Walk a round with a sign saying experiment on me? Use me as a weapon? It's not easy fighting off armies. Now were was I?"
The meeting was long and drawn out. The result, in practice the forces represented could hold off Voldemort's advancing forces for five to six years, if they had to. So long as there was supplies could continue to be routed via Canada.
The front line was stretched out from Northern Florida though Alabama and Mississippi to Baton Rouge then inland along the Mississippi to Jefferson City then up to Lake Michigan and across to New York city.
Their only problem was where would Voldemort commit the bulk of his forces. They learned a week later. The city of Baton Rouge was levelled. In the first hour, quickly followed by a series of lightning strikes destroying the US navel bases in Florida, fortunately the fleet was at sea.
Within hours Voldemort's forces had over ran the troops on the Mississippi defences. Voldemort did not bother to conquer the cities his forces passed. He used magic to cause earthquakes. The cities of Dallas and Houston in Texas were over ran quickly this way. Faced with destruction and certain death most of the states surrendered without any more of a fight.
About three week after the over run. Ginny Weasley looked look over the fortress of Manhattan island. Her hands were heavy bandaged. It was the second week of the siege. The dark wizards forces had over ran most of the outer defences.
"He's taken, Mexico City." Janet studied the map.
"He's going to win." Ginny spoke. "He's already over ran most of the rebel cities. It's only a matter of time before he heads here to finish it off. Where do we run to then?"
"We can't anymore." Dumbledore spoke. "We either win or die."
"Or they capture and torturer you." Ginny added.
"You couldn't have save Colin." Janet placed a hand on the girl's shoulder.
"It should have been me." The redhead sobbed.
"How long do you think the Deatheaters would have kept their hands to themselves?" Janet asked. "Not long, then you would have raped and then killed. At least Mr Creevey as a chance of living, even if it is, as a slave."
"I can't even go out fighting. They smashed my hands with a baseball bat." Ginny sobbed.
Voldemort smiled, in front of him was a young wizard. "Tell me again Mister Wood."
"The food supplies are low, fresh water is restricted. In fact, if the next lot of supplies is stopped. They will run out of amuno." Oliver Wood began to tell his new master again.
"Soon after that boy had informed him of our supply status." Janet sighed. "Voldemort cut the supply lines and enough to say hundreds died."
"How did you get out?" Daniel asked.
"I was asked to try start an underground resistance army." She spoke. "So I, and several others taking as many as we could, got out of the city. The night before the it fell."
"So why are you back here now?" The man asked.
"Cause, we need a place to stay." A girl spoke.