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A/N: This is for the Fluffy Bunny Challenge at HPFFC. It's a bit different than I'd planned, but hopefully I did it nicely.
As I died I felt the worst thing in the world. It was painful in a way without words, but it was my soul that hurt instead of my body. Everything flashed through my mind in a blur, things I always wanted to remember and things I'd tried desperately to forget.
I saw what I'd never be able to do. I wouldn't see my twenty-sixth birthday, let alone my son's first. There was nothing left of me. Everything was trying to keep me alive, just for another moment. Each breath I took was a miracle in itself.
My eyes flashed from the past I had hated and the future that would never be to the events around me. I wasn't the only person down; I saw a wall explode and one of the Weasleys fall, although I couldn't tell which one. I felt a surge of pain and saw the last person I wanted to see – my aunt, responsible for a hundred deaths and just as many shattered families.
As she pointed her wand, I saw another person fall. I couldn't tell properly from where I lay, but it looked like my husband. Suddenly death didn't sound quite so bad, although I'd have much preferred to live.
As I died, as my eyes closed for the last time, I realized that I did not die in vain.