A/N Hey guys!!! This story just like came to me. Weird. 'Cause I am like so happy cause I get to go to school 2 morrow. I had the flu. And it has sucked. I tried to go to school but ended up almost spewed over the track at school. Oh, btw, SS is cancelled because I rushed into it and ended up with so many plot holes!!!! I need a beta!!!!!!!
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First came the ones that died in Death Eater attacks on the street. Third Class Order of Merlins. Than came the ones that had died in smaller battles and in their homes. She thought they deserved 1st class because they had their last space invaded, their sanctuary. She felt that way when they blew up her house hoping her parents- or better her, Ron, and Harry. But she had gotten her parents out and sent them to Australia. She didn't know where she was at the time, but she knew it was important. 2nd class. She had been expected at all of the burials, but the only 1 she cared about was her Ron. He had proposed before the battle where he had been locked in a dual with Malfoy and blew them both up. His body was burned and he was, she hoped, burning in the raging inferno that was hell. She watched as Neville, Ginny, George, Hannah, every one else she had known, buried. Mrs. Weasely was the only one left. She killed herself 3 weeks later with a deadly mix of potions. Every one was buried. Harry hadn't cried once. But when the next casket was brought out, he threw himself crying on it. She looked at the face. Draco Malfoy. What? How? She remembered the times Harry had straggled into the common room with Ginny, late after practice. She had watched them exchange secret smiles. Everyone knew what she wanted them to know. Don't worry Harry. Your secret is safe with me.
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