Hermione's Death
The Death Eater moved his wand through the air in one quick, fluent motion, like a strike of a snake, attacking the prey. Harry didn't know how to react as he saw the green flash of light travel across the room in, what seemed to him, like no time at all and hit Hermione straight under her arm, into the lower side of her ribs. The gleam of emerald travelled the surface of her flawless skin for just a fraction of a second before it was gone.
Her own dark eyes looked worried at first and they looked down at herself, but then they looked up, straight at Harry. Hermione was expressionless, she seemed to be taking a step but her legs buckled and gave way. He saw her knee's concave with the hard, concrete and her body followed like a shadow. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head before they were emotionless and Harry knew she saw nothing but darkness.
'Hermione!' Ron was yelling the words as he sprinted across the room, but it was too late. Harry already knew that. The moment he reached her body it seemed his knees had also given way and he collapsed onto her chest. He took her head in his trembling hands and forced his head against her chest, listening for a heartbeat he could not find.
It was only when his yells turned into silent weeping did Harry regain control of his shaking body and ran to them. Only as he sat down did the noise of the battle hit him again. Ron wasn't crying, he was wailing, weeping.
As he sobbed Harry felt the warm sting of mournfulness inside his heart and a droplet that was a tear spill from his eye and slide down his cheeks and onto his trembling hands.
Through the blur, he could see Ron lower himself unceremoniously to the ground, curling his dead love into a tight ball next to him. Ron's eyes squeezed shut as he sobbed her name multiple times while holding her. A strong wave of pain hit Harry, making its way up from his gut to spread to the ends of his fingertips and down his withered legs. It was over for her then, and Hermione Granger was gone.
One of Harry's best friends. Gone.
His sobs begun and he started to cry. Harry wrapped his arm around his best friend and held Ron close to him and suddenly Ron's giant arms wrapped around him, not to hold them together but to keep himself up, he was losing it and Harry couldn't bear to see him like this. Harry sobbed as well though, and despite how strong he needed to be, for him, for Hermione, he could not.
Ron reflected on his last few moments with her, and he knew that now it was all over. His eyes bled with pain.
