The Dark Lord has fallen and so has Harry Potter. The battle has not ended however, for the Death Eaters are strong and many.
I can see that many people, Death Eaters and Good alike are just walking the graveyard aimlessly.
Petty fools; torn between life and death.
So many lives were taken this night. So much bloodshed, and yet it still continues.
I was there when the first fell. Of course it had to be Weasley, which meant Potter was distracted. He just had to run to him… he just had to try saving him, even though it was the blasted Killing Curse.
Granger was next. She died from Draco's wand. I killed him on the spot. I was more than merely pleased with the look of shock upon his face when the spell hit him, but then Lucius got there and caused me five minutes of torture, and then finally my savior, the brilliant Harry Potter showed up.
Albus was next, after dueling with the Dark Lord for what seemed to be a lifetime. And he knew he'd be the one to die. He got his last words in though.
"You both." And he said it with a smile on his face. He never got the chance to finish, although he didn't need to, as we both knew what he meant to say. The man was always a meddling old fool.
But I was thankful for it this time. Much to my dismay.
Harry Potter then stood facing the Dark Lord. Neither stirred for minutes. And finally, their wands moved in a fluid motion toward each other, and all I could do was run, run to him and protect him like I had done for the pastnine years. But I fell short. Someone had hit me from behind, and I crumbled. I heard the killing curse overlapped, there was an enormous explosion, and they both fell.
I couldn't scream, I still can't.
I crawled over to his limp body.
The same body that had been a wonder to me for two glorious and heartbreaking years.
The same body that I had memorized, that I had held close to me during the night.
Time seemed to stop. All pain I had felt disappeared as I held him. People watched me. All of them did really. They finally knew the truth. They saw me, clinging to the one person I cared about. The one person I loved.
Love. Yes Harry. I'll be home soon.