This is my first Harry Potter Fan fiction.
May 2, 1998
The Battle of Hogwarts
So many lives have been taken, so many people have died. While I'm walking through the corridor I'm looking at all those faces, who have been once full of life. And while as I was walking to my doom I couldn't help but thinking of her. Her beautiful brown eyes, her smile, the way she acts, the way she thinks. I have to fight for her, for a better world. For a world where Voldemort is dead.
I'm in front of him and I still think of her. Moments before I die, I still think about those brown eyes and that red hair. And the kisses we once shared, will she find someone else to make her happy? Will she have a quiet, normal life, with a husband and children? Or will she die fighting like Fred?
"Avada Kedavra" His voice is cold. I see a green light and then nothing.
Someone is next to me, I want to see who it is but i'm so tired. "Is Draco alive?" She asks. I can't move, my body hurts, my neck is sore. So I just nod. She gets up and says "Dead".
Hagrid carries me all the way up to school. And was seeing her. I was hearing her screams and her crying but I shouldn't move.
After the battle, I help to move the bodies and I can't stop thinking of how many kids have died. They where too young, far too young to be fighting in a war. But here they are, dead, cold, with empty looks on their faces.
And I saw her, I saw those brown eyes looking at me and I start running towards to her, hugging her, kissing her. Because the war is over, we have won. And for the first time I think of our future. With a house filled with laughter. With little kids running around happy. With kids who will never have to fight or die. And for the first time of my life I feel happy.
I might have made so mistakes but English is not my mother language so please don't be so mean.