Carnage
After the battle, everything just seemed to stand still. Everyone was too tired to question that Draco Malfoy stood among the fallen, greif stricken, yet unavoidably calm. The carnage around him seemed not to affect him, and the horror he felt at the deaths did not show on his face.
It seemed a deadlock, all the debris and the things people were unable to salvage - hearts, souls, memories - not forgotten, but pushed aside for a breif moment. All the tears had already been cried. There was nothing left to say. All the horror and misery, rage and desperation, had faded and now all that was left was the odd feeling of emptiness.
