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Unknown Death Eater

In the place that was set aside to bury all the Death Eaters who were killed during and after the Battle of Hogwarts, there is one grave, dug for an unknown Death Eater, that sits right under an old, dead tree. On the left is the grave of former Unspeakable Augustus Rookwood, and on the right is that of another unknown Death Eater. Nothing except the dead tree grows around it because the Ministry put spells all over the graveyard to keep it barren and ugly.

The grave beneath the dead tree is no different from the many, many others around it: shallow, cheap, only grudgingly paid for by the New Ministry. There are chips and pieces missing from the headstone - testaments to the abuse it's received in the three years it's been there - and someone has blasted a large lightning-bolt mark into the back.

The inscription on the headstone reads as follows:

Unknown Death Eater
Died in the service of Voldemort
May his life be a reminder of the evils we must never repeat
and may his death mark the beginning of an age of peace

The headstone doesn't say how he died, but the New Ministry's records do: he was cut down by the Killing Curse, the Avada Kedavra.

Officially, he's listed as a friendly fire casualty.
Because only Death Eaters use the Killing Curse.

But although he was killed by the Avada Kedavra, he didn't die at Hogwarts during the battle. No, he died in St. Mungo's the next morning, writhing on a hospital bed in unimaginable agony because whoever cast the curse on him didn't know how to do it properly, didn't have enough experience with Dark magic to strike him dead where he stood. A single curse tossed in the throes of emotion, perhaps.

But you need to really mean them.
It took him eight hours to finally die.

When they took the bone-white mask off, there was a boy of about fourteen or fifteen under it. Who he was and where he came from was a complete mystery; no one recognized him as a Hogwarts student or a foreigner. But he was quickly forgotten in favor of celebrating the downfall of You-Know-Who, tossed in an ill-fitted wooden box and deposited in a shallow grave under an old, dead tree, next to Augustus Rookwood and another unknown Death Eater.

The last time he was ever spoken of by anyone was when a seasoned Healer, recounting the aftermath of the Battle of Hogwarts to a younger one a few years later, took a break from the darker material to tell the rather amusing tale of the The-Death-Eater-Who-Almost-Lived.

Nobody was ever able to identify him.
They didn't really try all that hard.
He was a Death Eater, after all.
So it didn't really matter.

And he doesn't really matter now, either.