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Lost
By Maria Weasley
Chapter 3
Seventh year seemed to pass by real quick. Harry and I would go to classes and do homework. Then Harry would go to Quidditch practice while I did my Head Girl duties. The homework was tremendous, just like it was in fifth year. I remembered how Ron would put it off, and I would secretly be hoping that Ron would come over and ask to copy my homework. Harry didn't really ask to do that, he would do it himself. I would though secretly read through it and correct it. Just as I would of done for Ron. I missed Ron more then anything. I would think about him all the time, especially at night. At first, I would revisit the day I saw him continuously, and try and figure out why I didn't say anything when I had the chance. As the months went by though I didn't think so much about it, all I really thought about was him. By December, I was asked out by two different guys, and each guy got a no. After Christmas, there was barely anytime to think, because we were preparing for our NEWTS.
There were two months left of school, when Harry kept getting visions of Voldemort torturing Ron. He would get upset easily, and was always on edge. Finally, on March 1, did Voldemort decide to strike. We don't know why he chose that day, but we figure that we would all be emotional. He entered Hogwarts during breakfast. Harry and I just sat down when there was a loud bang in the Entrance Hall, all the teachers ran out in the hall, and we could see red and green lights being admitted from the wand. Harry and I ran out of the Great Hall, to be greeted by numerous Death Eaters. Harry hurriedly started sending curses and hexes in different directions, while I started dueling with Bellatrix Lestrange. She sent a curse at me making me fly five feet back, and Neville stepped in for me. When I turned around, there was Lucius Malfoy. I looked at him, and I knew instantly why he looked the most familiar. He was looking at me and he said, with a cold tone, "Your boyfriend wouldn't be too happy if he saw you were losing you pizzazz Ms. Granger. He would be quite disappointed. I've never seen you not block a curse like that." Then he started laughing, and I sent a curse at him. I wasn't exactly sure what curse I sent at him, but I sent one at him. One thing led to another, and I was dueling Lucius Malfoy. I yelled, "Stupefy!" and he fell to the ground frozen. Then I put the charm, so that he couldn't move or get unstupefy on him. I looked around the Entrance Hall for a moment and saw many teachers and students lying on the floor. I saw many different Death Eaters lying on the floor. Then a chill came over the Entrance Hall. I looked up and there was Wormtail, and Voldemort. Wormtail flicked his wand yelling, "CRUTACIOUS" and I fell to the ground screaming in pain. I laid there weak and unable to move. Wormtail got hit with a spell by an Auror that was lying on the floor a few feet away. Harry and Voldemort started dueling. I was unable to speak. I couldn't move. I watched the curse go flying back and forth. Then as Voldemort yelled, "AVADA KERVDA!" I watched the look on Harry's face. He destroyed the last remaining horocruxes, and ducked. The curse hit the armor and reflected hitting Voldemort square in the Chest. He fell over and died. There was no way he could come back now, because all the Horcruxes were destroyed. I looked at Harry as he collapsed. I felt lightheaded, and I could hear footsteps. The room slowly went black.
When I awoke I was laying in a bed in St. Mungo's. I looked around and saw Harry standing to my right with bandages on his cuts, and a black eye. Next to him was Ginny who didn't look as bad, but had a few bandages as well. I looked up at Harry, and smiled. He smiled back, and then he said, "Voldemort is gone." I was happy, because now we have no worries. Harry explained how after Voldemort was defeated, he fell, but was still conscience. Apparently there were Aurors, standing where they couldn't be seen, and when they saw the curse reflect, they all came out and cheered. The wizarding world has been celebrating since."
I quietly asked, "How many people died or were wounded?" Harry looked at me and got quiet. He was probably thinking on how to tell me. "Twenty people were injured, and about eighty people were killed," Harry told me in nearly a whisper. "Do I know any of them?" I asked quietly. Ginny started crying. Harry looked like he was going to start crying, "Hermione, Neville died, while fighting Bellatrix Lestrange. Then Luna was killed by Malfoy, Snape killed McGonagall, and then loads of other students and Aurors were killed." I started to cry. There was a knock on the door, and a nurse appeared. "Hermione needs her rest dears you can visit her later," and she disappeared. As Harry and Ginny stood up to leave, I asked, "Did they ever find Ron?" Harry looked back and said, "Not yet, they are talking to Death Eaters trying to find him." With that Harry followed Ginny out of the room.
I started crying again, not only because they haven't found Ron but also because many of the people I know died. I was depressed. I couldn't think straight. I wanted Ron, and that is all. Nobody else would be able to help me feel better. I rolled onto my side with tears streaming down my cheeks. I drifted into a deep sleep.
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long for me to write this chapter. I was really busy lately because I started working and a lot has happened. Sorry again if this isn't the best chapter.