This could be the least detailed chapter i just had to finish it , WRITORS BLOCK!

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Fred envisioned all his happy memories. He was standing next George and Ginny during their training for Dumbledore's army. The room was shiny, with shades of blue and silver and a golden fireplace at the head, with a picture of a young pretty girl. Angelina was in front of Fred, smiling. Her gentle sweet smile made Fred adore her. Angelina and Fred was a couple for a year since the Yule Ball. She made him happy and more mature then he use to be. George missed Fred's old self, he felt lost in his mind without Fred's crazy jokes and contraptions.

On that night Angelina and Fred held hands in the Room of Requirement. The fire, in the fireplace, illuminated the room with sparks flying out and flames burning the hollow logs. A Christmas tree was next to the fireplace. Its pine aroma filled the air and the décor of the room was wonderful to Angelina.

The two looked at each other; with holiday music playing it was the perfect time. Fred leaned his head and kissed her, as if Fred remembered his dream faded away into darkness.

His romantic dream turned into hell. Angelina was yelling at him for a reason, while Fred sat there on the leathery couch. The fire in the fireplace darkened as if it was his heart. He remembered the exact words that she had told him.

"I'm done; I hope you have a wonderful time!" They broke up on that same night as if it was a curse. Even more hatred and darkness filled his mind. Something was sucking out his happy memories. In his mind he realized the dementor was already there. He couldn't do anything, he watched as everything turned hazy with every drop of life blowing away.

Outside of his mind, his body laid on the cold sheer floor, helplessly waiting for his death. The dark cloaked figure rose higher in the air. With its unseen face and skull like hands Fred felt it was the Grim Reaper. Its sucking like mouth tried to suck out every piece of happiness leaving a cold unspoken person. The Death Eaters were marching through the hall and casting spells and the walls creating an inferno. The giant tunnel fire erupted and went through the dark tunnels like a pet burning everything in its path. Dozens of Dementors surrounded Fred and the others, unknown to Fred if they were alive. As Fred's last soul crept out of his mouth coming to the Dementor, his mind turned blank as if someone turned a switch off in his head but instead of fading into the abyss light started to glow and blue light with a tint of white. He opened his eyes and notices a giant shield charm blow. The Dementors were blown from every corner. Fred's eyes reappeared with all his memory coming back to place.

He looked at the person who was casting the charm. Death Eaters laid next to her. He only saw blurriness in the ongoing person. The unknown person started to walk towards Angelina, reviving her cold helpless body. As the person came to Fred, his vision cleared up. It was Ginny, she saved them all. The remaining Death Eaters pursued them while casting blasts of red. They were staring at Ginny who was now reviving Fred and Percy.

"You come back here you stupid girl!" Ginny, full of courage, had to run with the four.

"Go back run head to the upper floors!" Ginny ordered bossing her older brothers. Fred had to take his family and protect them and his love. But he didn't feel like he was a true Gryffindor.

"I'm not leaving you…Reducto... you Ginny." Fred choked.

"I'll go but just get out of here, you're lucky I saved you."

"Come on you lot, let's get out of here."

They raced down the dungeons up to a corridor where the battle grew even worse. Rookwood and Thicknesse engage wand combat with Percy and Fred. Angelina grabbed Fred. They pulled each other close realizing that their lives might be gone. They romantically kissed each other.

"I know Freddy" She passionately said.

"George will keep you safe. Go with them you'll be fine." Tears fell from their faces. Angelina ran with them hold hands with Ginny while blocking spells from the Death Eaters.

Stupefy!

Reducto! Impedimenta! Expelliamus! Avada Kedavra! Expelliarmius! Was all Fred heard from that duel with Rookwood. Rookwood was a cunning foe with greasy grey hair and wore dark robes. Percy was finishing Pius Thicknesse off by blasting his head.

"Come on Rookwood! You can do better!" Fred Joked.

"You will regret that kid." The dueling broke out into harsh temperatures. Fates were being spent. Fred felt confident and arrogant in his battle with the harsh Rookwood.

"You know Minister, I'm quitting!" Percy yelled at Pius. Pius was stroked down and blasted a long way into a window.

"You're kidding right Percy? I haven't heard you joke around since_"

AVADA KEDAVRA! Rookwood shot the green blast at the not knowing Fred. He heard the last thing from him, Ron's and Percy's cry. Percy's anger filled him and he shot the killing curse at the laughing Rookwood. Rookwood rebounded it and took off with Pius. Fred's body fell to the floor, his eyes were still in shock. Fred was dead…..

The Great Hall was filled with tears, and pain. Many people were dead and the battle wasn't over. The Weasley's huddled around the dead Fred Weasley, the funniest and courageous man. Angelina was hugging the crying George. Her own tears fell onto the face of Fred. They had lost a very special person in their life…..Fred.

In loving memory of Fred Weasley…..