Hi guys, this is my second fanfic, it's just a one-shot. Nobody really mentions what happens to Susan Bones so I decided, I would write this to show that everyone helped fight. Please read and review. Enjoy. All rights go to J.K Rowling. She's the mastermind behind it all.

'YOU ARE A COWARD.' She screamed at the man. He turned around in a swift motion.

'You will die, little girl.' Lord Voldemort stated, looking on the small seventeen year old standing in front of him.

'I'm not afraid to die.'

'Oh, how you all are so valiant and brave!' He hissed, pointing his wand at her.

'No, not brave or valiant. I don't give a crap about that. I just wanted to tell you that before I die. This is all in vain. You will not win and you will die.' She spat. 'WE ARE NOT AFRAID OF THIS. WE'RE NOT FIGHTING TO SAVE HARRY POTTER. WE'RE FIGHTING FOR OUR PARENTS. FOR OUR UNCLES. FOR OUR AUNTS. FOR OUR BORTHERS AND SISTERS. FOR OUR COUSINS. FOR OUR FRIENDS. FOR OUR CHILDREN. FOR OUR NEICES AND NEPHEWS. FOR OUR GRANDCHILDREN. FOR THEM TO HAVE A FUTURE. THAT IS CALLED LOVE. YOU'LL NEVER KNOW ABOUT THAT KIND OF FEELING BECAUSE YOU CANNOT LOVE. YOU CANNOT FEEL AND YOU WILL FAIL. I KNOW I'LL DIE TONIGHT, AND I DON'T MIND, SO LONG AS THE FUTURE OF MY PEOPLE IS BETTER AND SO LONG AS YOU DIE SOON AFTER ME. WHETHER IT TAKES TONIGHT OR A THOUSAND OTHER NIGHTS. WE WILL BE HERE. FIGHTING. AND YOU CANNOT STOP US. THIS ISN'T FOR HARRY, THIS IS FOR US.'

Voldemort looked the girl in the eye and raised his wand higher. 'Pity.' He muttered the killing curse and the green light hit the girl in the chest. Her body slumped backwards and her lifeless state lay on the grass.

'MY LORD?' He heard voices in the distance. He looked down at the girl. 'Pity.' He repeated. In less than hour, the war was over and Voldemort was dead.

'Guys! I think I found a body!' Neville Longbottom shouted. He and the others were searching the outskirts of the Forest for the dead, when he found her. Oliver Wood, Ron Weasley, Harry Potter and Ernie Macmillan found Neville standing over the dead girl. Susan Bones lay on the ground.

She was one of many unsung heroes. No, she wasn't the bravest, or the smartest, or the prettiest. But she was loyal. As all Hufflepuffs were.

'You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true,

And unafraid of toil.'

Thank you all for reading, I hope you enjoyed it.

Lolzers x