Harry's "death" from hermione's POV
Harry hadn't been seen for more than an hour. I was really begging to panic. What if Harry did go out to meet Voldemort? What if he had thought he had to finish this on his own? What if we never saw him again?
"No" I said out load. Shaking my head
"What's s'up?" Ron asked, breaking my chain of thoughts
"Haven't you noticed that your best friend is missing!" I shrieked at him.
"Of course I have! I just think that Harrys' got more common sense than to wonder into the forbidden forest and face You-Know-Who by him self." He replied
"Well, that's exactly what I think he-"
"HARRY POTTER IS DEAD" Every sense in my body froze. Voldermorts voice boomed all through the Great Hall. Gasps were released as the words had finally sunk in. Dead?... Dead? The air around me seemed to have been sucked out.
"HE WAS KILLED AS HE RAN AWAY…"
Everyone in the Great Hall was silent. Stunned. Stocked. I didn't believe it! Harry wasn't dead… I would have felt it… I would have felt it! wouldn't i?
"THE BATTLE IS WON. YOU HAVE LOST HALF OF YOUR FIGHTERS. MY DEATH EATERS OUT NUMBER YOU AND THE BOY WHO LIVED IS FINISHED. "
The Great Hall was suddenly in chaos. Everyone was whispering, crying, or yelling in anger. I was still frozen in shock. Harry… no… he can't be gone… no he can't be…
Ginny came into view looking absolutely crushed. She ran straight at me and hugged me so fiercely that once again, I was left without breath.
"He isn't. He can be… He's not…" She muttered into my ear.
"THERE MUST BE NO WAR. ANYONE WHO CONTINUES TO RESIST, MAN, WOMEN OR CHILD, WILL BE SLAUGHTERED, AS WILL EVERY MEMBER OF THEIR FAMILY. COME OUT OF THE CASTLE, NOW, KNEEL BEFORE ME, AND YOU SHALL BE SHARED. YOUR PARENTS AND CHILDREN, YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS WILL LIVE, AND BE FORGIVEN, AND YOU WILL JOIN ME IN THE NEW WORLD WE SHALL BUILD TOGETHER."
Everyone was running in every direction. Trying to find loved ones. Others were broken, without hope, and started to exit the Great Hall. I grabbed Ginny's hand and Ron's in the other, and ran for the doors. We were one of the first ones out. And there, standing before the castle was Voldermort. And behind him was his cursed death-eaters and… Hagrid. He had big fat tears rolling down his cheeks. It wasn't till my eyes slowly trailed down to his arms that I realized he was holding a very limp figure.
The next person to have come out of the great castle was McGonagall. She came rushing out of the entrance and stood next to Ron, Ginny and I. Others were slowly joining at the front of the school.
McGonagall was the first to break the eerie silent.
"NO!" her voice cut through the still dark sky.
That's when I realised that the figure the Hagrid was holding and sobbing over, the figure that looked so limp I was almost certain was dead…
was Harry.