A/N: For "The Minor Character Challenge" on HPFC.

Numbers make sense of things. Numbers are facts. Numbers are concrete. They don't leave you with any hard decisions to make. They are just there, to show you what is.

That's why I love numbers. They constitute order in the chaotic world of teenage students.

Sometimes, they're a bit of puzzle to discern in a difficult equation, but there is always a correct answer- no in-between.

"What good will numbers do in the oncoming war?" People ask me.

I tell them how I can estimate how many people we need to fight a group of Death Eaters. I tell them how I can proportion a spell to its maximum potential without exploding the wand (or the wizard, for that matter). I tell them all the things my numbers can do for them, and then they shut up and leave.

I would like to keep it that way, just me and my numbers, but I am frightened. Frightened beyond the point where my numbers can comfort me.

Because the numbers are there, but they don't say good things. There are more of them than us now, and they are closing in.

We have enough people, though, to leave them less and weary.

I don't tell anyone that we are going to helplessly lose, but I think they realise that when I fight alongside them.

I don't know how we won. The numbers don't make sense. Perhaps whatever Harry Potter did was something I did not factor in. Or maybe there is sometimes power in things other than numbers.

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