Harry, Hermione, and Ron ran to the heavy battle that was underway. Ron took off to the side to help one of the younger Gryffindors and Hermione headed to Professor McGonagall who was being attacked on both sides by deatheaters. Harry looked around and he felt his heart almost stop; ever since second year he'd been close to the Weasley family and felt like they were part of his. At that moment a spell was being aimed at the pillar in front of Fred and Harry could tell it was about to give.
"Good one, Perce." Fred chuckled and then he felt something collide with his body. The breath was knocked out of him and he could hear screaming. He shook his head and stood up, as he turned he saw Harry's lower half trapped beneath the rubble from a fallen pillar.
"Harry!" Ron screamed falling down beside his friend.
"Is...is Fred...ok?" Harry mumbled and Fred felt the color drain from his face. As he looked at the rubble he realized that he would have been crushed by the rocks and then he looked at his adopted younger brother.
"Yea...yea Fred's ok; thanks for saving him, Harry." Ron whispered back and George bent down on Harry's other side.
"Yea mate, I don't know what I'd do without Fred here." George smiled and then he looked up at Fred as the impact of what he'd said sank in.
"I'm ok Forge, I'm ok." Fred assured and then he too bent down and put an arm around George's shoulders. Harry smiled as he saw them all ok; no matter what happened now at least his family was still together. He heard sets of running feet headed towards them and he moved his eyes to see the rest of the Weasleys, Moony, and Tonks.
"Harry! Oh my, ok, ok let's get this rubble off of him." Molly fussed. Arthur and Remus carefully lifted the largest piece off of Harry's leg and Remus almost sicked up. Harry's right foot was so damaged that it was bleeding and at one part you could see a bone sticking out. That was the least of it though...both legs were crushed and the kneecaps looked flat.