AN: This is my first story so please go easy on me, sorry in advance for my grammar and spelling.

The Final Battle

"It had all been too soon" I thought as I ran past another body that littered the ground amongst the wreckage that was Hogwarts.

"I need to find Harry" was my number one thought at the moment. Weaving in and out of those that were still fighting around me, I desperately made my way to the centre of the battle. A red light blasted its way suddenly at me from my left, halting me in my steps, just missing its target. I spun around, wand raised to see who had shot it. Wormtail. The traitor, he had a smile on his face that made me feel sick, his eye roaming my body. His eyes shifted to the right slightly. Following his gaze I found I sight that would always stay with me. There was a body that laid eagle spread on the muddy floor was my brother, Ron. Tears filled my eyes as I choked back a sob. I shifted my eyes back at Wormtail, holding my wand tighter as anger filled me. I wanted revenge. For my fallen brother, for Cedric, for Harry's parents, everyone he had managed to hurt in his sad, pathetic life.

"Cru..." was on my lips.

"NOOOOO!" the shattering cry interrupted my flow, Hermione. I spun around forgetting about Wormtail, just in time to see the one person that I truly loved fall to the man, no monster that he was suppose to beat.

"HARRY" I screamed launching myself towards the scene. Out of nowhere another figure grabbed me from the side and began to drag me towards the main part of the ruins. I didn't fight, I just couldn't, not after seeing that. All the strength had left me, nothing was worth living for now. I gave myself to the fate of the Deatheater that had captured me, hoping death wouldn't be too painful.

"Weasley, pull yourself together" A sharp familiar tone said pulling me from my thoughts.

Looking up I stared into eye that were as black as coal, Snape.

"Dumbledore put up measures in place in case this happened, do you understand? You must follow this through or the world shall be lost to Voldermort." He said quickly dragging me through a corridor that I had never seen before.

"Are you going to kill me?" I muttered still in a daze.

"No, you idiot girl, I'm on your side". He snapped, I had to snort at this despite the situation.

"No" he said more firmly as though to get the point across better "I need you to live, Dumbledore set up a room encase anything like this happened. One that wouldn't appear otherwise, one that only I could find but not use." He stopped before a magnificent portrait. "One that only someone like you could enter."

"I don't understand what you are talking about, I have to get back and help my family." I said desperately

"They'll be all dead." He said sounding as though this was a fact from a book.

"No..."

"Yes Miss Weasley, you have to do this."

"DO WHAT!" I shouted getting angry again.

"Live" He pushed me towards the portrait as Deatheater's rounded the corner. The last thing I saw before the darkness was Snape smile as he was hit with the familiar green light.