This is definately not my best fic, I wrote this in about 5 minutes and it shows.
Dislaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
It started after the wedding. They came in crowds, we were lucky no one was killed.
Their anger was clear; they hadn't caught the one they wanted. The three of them had disappeared; I was relieved until the crowds left. There was a feeling of emptiness in the Burrow and then the tense wait began.
The days turned into weeks and the weeks to months, but no news was heard, no sightings recorded, nothing. My brother; my friend; him, out there somewhere. With no way of knowing if they're alive, I cried myself to sleep.
Hogwarts had turned into a prison. It was hidden with the rest of the DA. I was here when everyone had all but given up hope that the news started rolling in. The escape from Malfoy Manor; The break in in Gringotts, it was rumoured that their journeys would take them to the school. I wouldn't believe it. It was too dangerous; they wouldn't be stupid enough to try it.
But they did. I saw him again, worn-out but with that all familiar determined look in his eye which could only mean one thing; he had goal and he was going to reach it. They arrived, the Death Eaters, and the biggest battle Hogwarts had seen had begun.
They fought, we fought but as always it came down to him. The worst ten minutes of my life was when Hagrid carried him in his arms, he was dead, no, he couldn't be; he was my hope, he was my everything, I couldn't live without him.
Neville the bravest of us all showed us the reason why he was put in Gryffindor House. Insulting the Dark Lord Voldemort is not always a smart thing to do and so the fighting started again. My brother dead, him dead, everyone in mourning, we all were fighting just to stay alive. Then brought by Lestrange, death came too close for comfort.
But he was there, fooling Voldemort again. They fought, he won, we were saved and so the mourning period began.
The death of our friends and family was like a dagger to the heart. He blames himself for their deaths, the noble git, but for once I can be there for him. We'll get through this one way or another, together. Always together.
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