The Darkness Within
Disclaimer, I do not own Harry Potter. So please don't sue me!
Chapter1 The Aftermath!
I stood and looked around after the battle was over. Voldemort's fallen body was beside me. My wand was still smoking from the edges, from the spell I used. The battle was finally over, Voldemort was dead. I gazed around the field looking for Ron and Hermione. I couldn't see them anywhere. I began searching through the fallen. My heart was pounding. I hoped they were only injured. A glint of red caught the corner of my eye. I turned and walked closer to look. There was a figure on the ground with mud in his hair. I checked for breathing, but I didn't see any. I rolled him over and prepared for the worst. I gasped with horror when I saw it was Ron. His body was in good shape no blood anywhere. He must have been hit with the killing curse. There was no mark anywhere. The oddest thing was Ron's face. Ron looked like he was asleep instead of dead. "At least he is in a better place. He looks to peaceful not to be." I gently laid Ron's body back down, and went to look for Hermione.
I wiped the tears from the corner of his eye, as I searched for the familiar bushy brown hair. I searched through the bodies of the injured, and dead. I still did not see her anywhere.
"Harry," called out a female voice. I quickly scanned around for the origin of the voice. "Over here Harry." I turned, and my heart dropped. Ginny Weasley was there on the ground struggling to sit up. I immediately went to her. "My God Ginny, what happened?" Her once brilliant red hair hung down ragged, and limply. She had a trickle of blood riveting down the side of her face. Ginny tried to get up but fell back down in pain.
"I was hit by some curse I never heard of. I was unconscious, and when I awoke I couldn't get up. I must have broken my ankle again."
I felt bad to watch her in so much pain. I checked my robes for any healing potion. I felt a small bulge in my robes. I had one vial left. I quickly unscrewed the cap, and administered the potion to her. Ginny glanced up at me, and gave me a grateful look. "Thank you, Harry," she whispered hoarsely.
"Anytime Ginny, anytime." I felt myself say back to her. "Ginny have you seen Hermione?"
Ginny looked up at me with sad eyes. "Hermione was badly injured early on in the fight. Ron gave her a port key to St. Mungo's. I imagine he would be there with her right now."
At that moment it felt like someone placed a lead weight upon my heart. I felt the burning tears form in the back of my eyes. All the Gryffindor courage drained from me. "What's wrong Harry?" Ginny asked me with a sense of foreboding in her voice. "Where is Ron?"
I felt myself instinctively put my arms around her. "Ginny," I began. "Ron is gone; I believe he was hit by the killing curse."
Ginny shook her head wildly."No, No! You're lying Harry!"
I shook my head sadly. I could no longer hold back my tears any longer. "I really wish I was Gin." Her body sank into mine. Ginny was wracked with sobs and grief. I held her while she cried. I cried with her, not caring if any one notices. We stayed like that for a long time. Ginny's sobs subsided slowly. I gently brushed her hair out of her face. "C'mon Ginny, lets get you to St Mungo's ."
Ginny looked at me, her face was all tearstained. Her soft brown eyes held pain, and more tears. "Bring Ron's body back with us. Please Harry you got to! He deserves to have a proper burial."
"Ok Ginny, just stay here. I'll go get him." Ginny looked up at me gratefully. I felt bad for leaving her, but she couldn't walk. I walked towards the area where I saw Ron's body. I pointed my wand at him "Wingardiem Leviosa." Ron's body lifted up. I waved my wand, and the body floated behind me. I walked back to where Ginny was waiting for me tearfully. I noticed witches and wizards apparating on to the battle field. I guess to cart away the dead, and look for the wounded.
I gently lowered Ron's body to the ground. Ginny looked at her dead brother. She gently brushed his hair out of his eyes. "May you rest in peace Ronald Weasley. I know you are. I can see it in your face. I love you, and always keep you alive in my heart. Goodbye Ron." Ginny bent over, and tearfully kissed Ron's cold cheek. Her eyes grew bright again with tears.
I took my watch off of my wrist. I pointed my wand at it and muttered, "Portus." My watch began to glow blue. I put Ron's hand on it, and held it there. "Grab a hold Ginny." Ginny put her hand on the watch. I felt the familiar jerk at my navel.
The crash landing brought me back to reality. We were at St. Mungo's. A healer ran towards us. "I'm alright," I heard myself say. "Please help Ginny. She has had a dose of healing potion, but she has a broken ankle that has to be mended." The healer magicked a stretcher and raised Ginny on it. The healer looked at Ron with question in his eyes. "He's gone," I said softly. The healer nodded at me with understanding look. He magicked Ginny into a room to examine. I opted to stay with Ron, until he was taken away.
I sat for a while wallowing in my grief. I found myself talking to Ron. "You know Ron; you were always my best mate. I loved you like the brother I never had. I will never forget you mate. Goodbye Ron." The tears started to fall freely down my face.
Another healer came walking towards me. The healer magicked Ron's body on to stretcher. "Don't worry; we will take care of him, sir."
"I looked at him with tears in my eyes. "I know you will take of him." I watched as Ron's floated off. I knew that was the last time I'll see him. I began to walk around aimlessly around the hospital. Then I remembered Hermione!
I rushed to the front reception area. The witch behind the desk seemed to be very flustered. "Excuse me miss?"
The witch turned around at me with an annoyed look. "What, can't you see I'm busy?"
I felt my anger rise; I struggled to keep it under control. "I need to find out what room Hermione Granger-Weasley, is at?" The witch gave me a hard glare. She looked at a long list in front of her. She's being held in the spell damage ward, but she can't have any visitors yet."
"So she's alive?" I felt myself get excited.
"Yes she's alive." The witch looked at me with condescending look. I was so happy she was still alive. I ignored her attitude.
"Thank you," I heard myself say. I continued to wander through the hospital thinking about the events that has happened. I defeated the Voldemort, and lost my best friend all in the same night. My thoughts turned to Hermione. She was going to be devastated to find out her Ron was dead. Even though they constantly were constantly in a row, I knew that they loved each other very much. I could only wish that I could have found a love like they found together. What was that muggle saying again? {It was better to loved briefly, than not love at all.}I was always to busy fighting Death Eaters to even concentrate on girls. Now my grief was so grief was so great I no longer cared about love.
I walked passed the room where Ginny was resting in. She was now sleeping. I pulled up a chair, and sat. Before I knew it I fell fast asleep.
Everybody who reads this story please review, and let me know what you think.
Disclaimer, I do not own Harry Potter. So please don't sue me!
Chapter1 The Aftermath!
I stood and looked around after the battle was over. Voldemort's fallen body was beside me. My wand was still smoking from the edges, from the spell I used. The battle was finally over, Voldemort was dead. I gazed around the field looking for Ron and Hermione. I couldn't see them anywhere. I began searching through the fallen. My heart was pounding. I hoped they were only injured. A glint of red caught the corner of my eye. I turned and walked closer to look. There was a figure on the ground with mud in his hair. I checked for breathing, but I didn't see any. I rolled him over and prepared for the worst. I gasped with horror when I saw it was Ron. His body was in good shape no blood anywhere. He must have been hit with the killing curse. There was no mark anywhere. The oddest thing was Ron's face. Ron looked like he was asleep instead of dead. "At least he is in a better place. He looks to peaceful not to be." I gently laid Ron's body back down, and went to look for Hermione.
I wiped the tears from the corner of his eye, as I searched for the familiar bushy brown hair. I searched through the bodies of the injured, and dead. I still did not see her anywhere.
"Harry," called out a female voice. I quickly scanned around for the origin of the voice. "Over here Harry." I turned, and my heart dropped. Ginny Weasley was there on the ground struggling to sit up. I immediately went to her. "My God Ginny, what happened?" Her once brilliant red hair hung down ragged, and limply. She had a trickle of blood riveting down the side of her face. Ginny tried to get up but fell back down in pain.
"I was hit by some curse I never heard of. I was unconscious, and when I awoke I couldn't get up. I must have broken my ankle again."
I felt bad to watch her in so much pain. I checked my robes for any healing potion. I felt a small bulge in my robes. I had one vial left. I quickly unscrewed the cap, and administered the potion to her. Ginny glanced up at me, and gave me a grateful look. "Thank you, Harry," she whispered hoarsely.
"Anytime Ginny, anytime." I felt myself say back to her. "Ginny have you seen Hermione?"
Ginny looked up at me with sad eyes. "Hermione was badly injured early on in the fight. Ron gave her a port key to St. Mungo's. I imagine he would be there with her right now."
At that moment it felt like someone placed a lead weight upon my heart. I felt the burning tears form in the back of my eyes. All the Gryffindor courage drained from me. "What's wrong Harry?" Ginny asked me with a sense of foreboding in her voice. "Where is Ron?"
I felt myself instinctively put my arms around her. "Ginny," I began. "Ron is gone; I believe he was hit by the killing curse."
Ginny shook her head wildly."No, No! You're lying Harry!"
I shook my head sadly. I could no longer hold back my tears any longer. "I really wish I was Gin." Her body sank into mine. Ginny was wracked with sobs and grief. I held her while she cried. I cried with her, not caring if any one notices. We stayed like that for a long time. Ginny's sobs subsided slowly. I gently brushed her hair out of her face. "C'mon Ginny, lets get you to St Mungo's ."
Ginny looked at me, her face was all tearstained. Her soft brown eyes held pain, and more tears. "Bring Ron's body back with us. Please Harry you got to! He deserves to have a proper burial."
"Ok Ginny, just stay here. I'll go get him." Ginny looked up at me gratefully. I felt bad for leaving her, but she couldn't walk. I walked towards the area where I saw Ron's body. I pointed my wand at him "Wingardiem Leviosa." Ron's body lifted up. I waved my wand, and the body floated behind me. I walked back to where Ginny was waiting for me tearfully. I noticed witches and wizards apparating on to the battle field. I guess to cart away the dead, and look for the wounded.
I gently lowered Ron's body to the ground. Ginny looked at her dead brother. She gently brushed his hair out of his eyes. "May you rest in peace Ronald Weasley. I know you are. I can see it in your face. I love you, and always keep you alive in my heart. Goodbye Ron." Ginny bent over, and tearfully kissed Ron's cold cheek. Her eyes grew bright again with tears.
I took my watch off of my wrist. I pointed my wand at it and muttered, "Portus." My watch began to glow blue. I put Ron's hand on it, and held it there. "Grab a hold Ginny." Ginny put her hand on the watch. I felt the familiar jerk at my navel.
The crash landing brought me back to reality. We were at St. Mungo's. A healer ran towards us. "I'm alright," I heard myself say. "Please help Ginny. She has had a dose of healing potion, but she has a broken ankle that has to be mended." The healer magicked a stretcher and raised Ginny on it. The healer looked at Ron with question in his eyes. "He's gone," I said softly. The healer nodded at me with understanding look. He magicked Ginny into a room to examine. I opted to stay with Ron, until he was taken away.
I sat for a while wallowing in my grief. I found myself talking to Ron. "You know Ron; you were always my best mate. I loved you like the brother I never had. I will never forget you mate. Goodbye Ron." The tears started to fall freely down my face.
Another healer came walking towards me. The healer magicked Ron's body on to stretcher. "Don't worry; we will take care of him, sir."
"I looked at him with tears in my eyes. "I know you will take of him." I watched as Ron's floated off. I knew that was the last time I'll see him. I began to walk around aimlessly around the hospital. Then I remembered Hermione!
I rushed to the front reception area. The witch behind the desk seemed to be very flustered. "Excuse me miss?"
The witch turned around at me with an annoyed look. "What, can't you see I'm busy?"
I felt my anger rise; I struggled to keep it under control. "I need to find out what room Hermione Granger-Weasley, is at?" The witch gave me a hard glare. She looked at a long list in front of her. She's being held in the spell damage ward, but she can't have any visitors yet."
"So she's alive?" I felt myself get excited.
"Yes she's alive." The witch looked at me with condescending look. I was so happy she was still alive. I ignored her attitude.
"Thank you," I heard myself say. I continued to wander through the hospital thinking about the events that has happened. I defeated the Voldemort, and lost my best friend all in the same night. My thoughts turned to Hermione. She was going to be devastated to find out her Ron was dead. Even though they constantly were constantly in a row, I knew that they loved each other very much. I could only wish that I could have found a love like they found together. What was that muggle saying again? {It was better to loved briefly, than not love at all.}I was always to busy fighting Death Eaters to even concentrate on girls. Now my grief was so grief was so great I no longer cared about love.
I walked passed the room where Ginny was resting in. She was now sleeping. I pulled up a chair, and sat. Before I knew it I fell fast asleep.
Everybody who reads this story please review, and let me know what you think.