Hi! Please enjoy this... Even though it's also kind of depressing, like my Lily Potter one, but not as much. I feel like this is my thing, kind of... Please leave constructive criticism/ praise!
Love, Me!
It was loud. There were lights, and screams filling the halls of Hogwarts. Death filled the air, but I never thought it could happen to me.
We were all fighting. We all had a cause. Some of us to protect our lives, some us our families, some of us our school, some of us our heritage, and some of us Lord Voldemort. It doesn't matter, really. We were all fighting.
I saw bodies fall. I heard them hit the ground. I wasn't afraid of death, because I knew that my family would be safe. I was wrong. It was Antonin Dolohov. He's smarter than he looks. Stronger, too.
When the battle first began, I told Dora to hide, to stay with Teddy. It wasn't because I doubted her ability, it was because I wanted to be sure that if something happened to me, she would be able to tell our son how his father had died for what he believed in. As a modern-day martyr. But of course she didn't listen.
I saw her. I was battling Dolohov. He wasn't an extremely difficult competitor, as long as you were concentrated, which I was. Unti I saw her. She was fighting her aunt, Bellatrix. I saw green light and gold light flashing, and I saw her lose. I saw her aunt, her very own flesh and blood, hit her in the chest with a burst of green light.
I watched Dora's body hit the ground. The second she was hit my wand hand dropped. She had stopped moving, so why had nobody else? My wife, the mother of my child. Nymphadora Tonks. She was the only one who let me be anything but a werewolf, no matter what people say. She had given me a son, helped me see myself, love myself, and love her even more. But now she was gone. I told her to wait with Teddy, I told her. But she's proud, and feisty. Or, she was.
Dolohov didn't matter to me anymore. I rushed to her, I held her head in my hands. I felt tears stream down my face. I turned to Dolohov and watched him raise his wand.
In the last moment I realized it was too late. I realized that my love for my wife would leave my son an orphan. I cursed myself internally. I was always quick and impulsive like that.
Dora would be the love of my life, always. So if I had to die, this would be the way to do it, I just wished it wasn't at the cost of my son's parents. I still do. But it's too late now.
And so I died holding her hand.
Yuuuuup! Hope you enjoyed that! Now go read something light-hearted, idiot!