Voldemort fell dead at my feet. I looked at him with total awe. I looked at Harry. He looked just as disgusted and surprised as I felt. I turned and ran to the Whopping Willow. "Expecto Patronum!" I yelled, pointing my wand at the ground. The cat bounded toward the tree. "Stupify!" I shouted at the tree. The tree stood still. I ran into the opening. The Patronis waited at the end of the tunnel. I had lots of unpleasant memories of this place. When I got to the end, I heard cries of pain. "God no no NO!" I whispered. I ran up the stairs and into the bedroom.
Severus was writhing around on the floor, screaming in pain. "Oh Severus!" I choked, running over to him. "Minerva..." he managed. He looked up at me. The face was covered in blood, sweat, and tears. "Oh Severus! What did they do to you?" I whispered, wiping off my husband's face. I kissed his forehead, cheeks, chin, nose, and eventually his lips. Tears were streaming down both of our faces. I knew that whatever the Dark Lord had done to him, I couldn't fix it. " Minerva, I love you." said Severus and he moved his hand to my swollen belly. "Severus, don't leave me! Darling stay!" I said desperately. But, his hand dropped and his eyes stared into nothing. I threw my body over him, kissing the only place that was always warm, but was now ice cold. His lips. I cried myself to sleep, feeling as if a dementor had just glided in. My love was dead.