In a single day and night, the fires from hell had risen up to rain ash from the sky, leaving the dead in its wake. In the quiet of the dawn thereafter, some would say that those who had lost their lives were the blessed ones, for they were not left behind, forever cursed to wander in the shadow of fear. For when the final onslaught had ended, the real horror began. There are some things that the human mind should never be forced to comprehend, but for George Weasley, the choice is no longer his.