This is something I wrote ages ago, but I haven't had interest or time to translate it before now (it's so short:D). As it is originally written in Finnish (100 drabble).
Umm, disclaimer: JKR is the Goddess, she owns everything and lyrics are from Madonna (Like a Prayer).
And finally, this is the first thing I'm publishing here, so please don't flame me too badly, I might be scared away:D
Lords Call
Life is a mystery
Everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home
-Madonna-
I saw my Lord falling down as the Avada Kedavra hit Him to chest. Not only my Lord, but also my guardian, guide, friend and father. My everything.
There were gasps all around me. Gasps of joys from the Order, and from the Death Eaters, some of relief, those traitors, and some of sheer terror. Mine were a mix of terror, fear and sorrow.
Masters last breath of life send a last, slight burn to my mark.
My Lord was calling me.
"For you, my Lord!" I yelled to the crowds.
People turned to look at me, as I placed my wand against my forehead.
And as I whispered those two little words, I thought, "Soon I'll be serving you again, my Lord."