You feel numb. You can see all the grief in their eyes. You can't help but walk away.
You find a quiet place near the river. You wonder if anyone will notice if you drown it in. Of course they will, you are the Chosen One after all. You don't care and slowly walk towards it. You don't feel any sorrow or fear, you just feel emptiness. You close your eyes and count the amount of steps. It helps you stop thinking about everyone's that gone. Lupin. Tonks. Fred. Creevy. 11. 12. 13. Your shoes feel wet. You do not have the strength to turn back. You imagine your best friends' faces. You imagine everyone attending a big funeral in your honour. You don't care.
You hear footsteps. Your legs already feel numb but somehow you're still moving. Your whole jumper is wet. You hear screaming. You seem to recognise the voice. You can't help but turn behind and the first thing you see is his hair. His platinum blonde hair was shining. You marvel at its beauty and stop. You see him running towards you, trying to get to you. You're curious to see what he will do. He comes closer. You can feel his long arms pulling on your waist. You get pulled out of the river and can't stop shivering.
"Potter, look at me, what are you doing? Are you stupid enough to actually kill yourself? Is your life that worthless? You saved mine, yet you don't bother save yourself?" his low voice trembled. You could see his tears and desperation was clear in his stormy grey eyes. You don't move and he casts multiple charms on you. You don't feel alarmed when he points his wand at you. The wand you returned that morning itself. You feel warmth and dryness.
He moves closer and you feel chapped lips on yours. For the first time in 3 days, you feel something. You feel eagerness, lust and fear. You pull him closer and kissed him deeper. You feel him still in shock for a few seconds before he enthusiastically responds. Suddenly, you realise what you're doing. You push him away. You find strength and start to run away. You don't turn back.