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I run. I run so feverishly my head is spinning and stomach does a complete 360 with every footstep. The Dark Mark. It looms over head with a sickening glare. I cry, I scream, I need to know he is alive. I stumble. Fred. I fall, I shake, I'm so afraid. I know, I know he's...
I get up and continue to run. Past the remainders of the final battle. Past the bodies laying stiffly in the stone road of Diagon Alley. Please don't let this be so. Please don't let him be...
I push the door to W3 open, the shop is deserted. Broken shelves, broken bottles, I see a light from the storage, barely visible. A light, a shadow, a body. Fred... Please don't let him be... He is. He is.
Dead.
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