A/N: This is my first story on this site (and that I've written for a long time). The characters Hecate Oakham and Takashi Noda are characters that were in some of the Harry Potter games. I have thoughts and histories on both of them (and others not mentioned in the books) that could be explored further if there is a positive reception to this story. Let me know if there are issues in grammar/punctuation and thoughts!
We didn't expect it to happen like this. The three of us were always supposed to be together, even when we couldn't physically be together. This war has ruined so many lives. The lives of other people. It was naïve of us to think that we wouldn't be touched by death, even when his hands were ensnaring so many of our friends.
We didn't find his body, it was brought to us in the Great Hall. He looked so small and fragile in Oliver's arms. I didn't realize I'd stopped breathing until Takashi whimpered. Looking at him I saw tears rolling down his cheeks. Stumbling towards Oliver he tripped over all the others who had died. When he finally got to him, Oliver lowered Colin into his arms, Takashi sinking to the ground cradling Colin.
Forever, or it might have only been a few seconds, I was frozen. It couldn't be true. I tried to tell myself that he was only sleeping, exhausted from battling the Death Eaters out on the grounds of the school. The longer I looked, the more clearly I could see that I was deluding myself. Our love was dead, and there was no coming back.
My body started to move forward, reaching Takashi I collapsed next to him. I stroked Takashi's hair while trying to hold in my emotions. I thought if I let even one loose, that I would be lost in the sea of despair I could feel inside.
Someone kneeled next to me. "Hecate," the voice said. It sounded like it was coming from far away. I tried to ignore the words coming out of their mouth. "Hecate, look at me." I slowly turned my eyes away from Colin's still form. It was Ginny. She had tears streaming down her face, just like Takashi. I glanced behind her, seeing that there was the still form of Fred behind her. I looked back to her. She opened her arms.
The barriers I was trying to hold up broke, and I surged into her arms, sobbing and screaming at the unfairness of it all.
We sat there, crumpled on the floor of a place we had all called home. Ginny holding me, trying to protect me from the world and staring at the eyes that had still not been closed. Takashi, shaking as he tried not to fall apart. And I, through all my tears and screams, I vowed to keep fighting, that I would not go quietly. If I were to fall to Death's embrace, I would take as many Death Eaters as I could with me. Colin would not have died in vain if I could get revenge for him and all of the others we had lost.