Hope never leaves

Disclaimer; I do not own anything Harry Potter related, it belongs to JKR.

But I do own a big fantasy.

I knew I had to go back, I couldn't go away. I had to fight.

I ducked under a fallen stone and ran. I didn't look back, I didn't stop.

What I saw was heartbreaking, everywhere people fell down, dead. Good and evil.

I raised my wand, I had to fight. Lights, green lights, flew past my ear. I turned around. I punched one of them in the stomach. He shrieked and fell to the ground.

I heard a laugh, I looked around and realized it came from me. But now wasn't the time to think of that so a shook it off and continued to fight. It was horrible.

Stones fell, blood flowed, people, people I knew, fell down dead. What if it never ended, what if I died. The idea struck me as a lightning. What if i died. I remembered all the dead people, all the people who fought for the same things as I. Maybe they had been afraid of dying, but they hadn't back down, they had fought, they had died. I made up my mind, I had to to this.

I looked around, but the room was empty. Or it was full of dead people, with me as the only living one. I jumped over a couple of the bodies and ran outside.

I felt something hit me in the back. I felt a sharp pain but I didn't cry. I just turned around and was now eye to eye with a death eater. I saw him raising his wand. It was the end. I knew it, but I wasn't scared. I should die in a fight, a fight worth something.

I saw the light, the killing curse, I felt it hit me. The last words I heard was. "Colin, no!"

I will never know who it was, but I hope the person survived. I hope Harry defeated Voldemort.

I hope they have families now, maybe children and that they are happy. I hope my family is happy.

I hope.

Authors note;

Thanks for reading, hope you liked it.

XXX

Charlyy