Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. They all belong to the amazing J.K. Rowling. A good portion of the dialog is taken from the Deathly Hallows starting at chapter 33 to the end.

Ginny's POV

"We have to keep this silent. No one else can know until… it is a fact." Ginny knew it would be useless to tell everyone Harry went off to be noble. Yet even as she spoke this, people were starting to notice the hour was up and Voldemort was not attacking. Heads were turning in all directions as eyes scanned for only one person. Slowly people began to deny what their sight was telling them. Harry went off to die.

Not two minutes had pasted when Ginny heard a giant ruckus coming from outside. Everyone began to head towards the doors before the voice spoke.

"Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he ran away," lie Ginny thought, "Trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him." Ginny knew Harry would have stood and fought. He would never run away.

"We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone. The battle is won. You have lost half of your fighters. My Death Eaters outnumber you, and the Boy Who Lived is finished. There must be no more war. Anyone who continues to resist, man, woman, or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live and be forgiven, and you will join me in the new world we shall build together."

Everyone in the castle was silent as the words just spoken processed through their minds. Then everyone made their way to the doors.

"NO!"

Ginny was half taken surprise that McGonagall was the source of the scream. But that didn't phase her enough to join in with Ron and Hermione as all three cried out for Harry. Soon everyone from Hogwarts was joining them at screaming at the Death Eaters. As Ginny screamed she saw the body of the man she loved lying in Hagrid's arms. The image of Harry just added passion to her voice as she felt her heart break simultaneously.

"SILENCE!" cried Voldemort, and there was a bang and a flash of bright light, and silence was force upon them all. "It is over! Set him down, Hagrid, at my feet, where he belongs!"

Ginny felt a pain she knew not existed as her love was lowered to the ground. She prayed that somehow this was not real, that Harry could not be dead. He had survived so much, how could he die now, when she felt she needed him most. Then she finally looked at Voldemort for the first time. The man, if he was a man, who was the cause of all her pain. Hatred filled Ginny as she looked upon him, but it diminished some as she turned her attention back to Harry. He would not want her heart filled with hate.

"You see?" said Voldemort. "Harry Potter is dead! Do you understand now, deluded ones? How was nothing, ever, but a boy who relied on others to sacrifice themselves for him!"

"He beat you!" yelled Ron, and the charm broke, and the crowd surrounding Ginny began shouting and screaming again until a second more powerful bang extinguished their voices once more.

"He was killed while trying to sneak out of the castle grounds," said Voldemort, and there was relish in his voice for the lie, "killed while trying to save himself—"

All of a sudden, Ginny felt someone run past her—Neville. He ran right for Voldemort, who disarmed him like it was nothing.

"And who is this?" he said in a soft snake's hiss. "Who has volunteered to demonstrate what happens to those who continue to fight when the battle is lost?"

Bellatrix gave a delighted laugh. "It is Neville Longbottom, my Lord! The boy who has been giving the Carrows so much trouble! The son of the Aurors, remember?"

"Ah, yes, I remember," said Voldemort, looking down at Neville, who was struggling back to his feet, unarmed and unprotected, standing in the no-man's-land between the survivors and the Death Eaters. "But you are a pureblood, aren't you my brave boy?" Voldemort asked Neville, who stood facing him, his empty hands curled in fists.

"So what if I am?" said Neville loudly.

"You show spirit and bravery, and you come of noble stock. You will make a very valuable Death Eater. We need your kind, Neville Longbottom."

"I'll join you when hell freezes over," said Neville. "Dumbledore's Army!" he shouted, and there was an answering cheer from Ginny as well as the rest of the crowd. Ginny vaguely realized that Voldemort's Silencing Charm was not able to hold them back.

"Very well," said Voldemort. "If that is your choice, Longbottom, we revert to the orginial plan. On your head be it."

Ginny then saw the sorting hat flying through the air into Voldemort's hands.

"There will be no more Sorting at Hogwarts School," said Voldemort. "There will be no more Houses. The emblem, shield, and colors of my noble ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, will suffice for everyone. Won't they Neville Longbottom?"

Voldemort forced the hat onto Neville's head. Ginny and Ron could not take this much longer. Both began to figit and move forwards, but Hermione grabbed on to them to keep them in their place. Ginny looked around. She was not the only one willing to go help Neville but there were other Hermiones grabbing hold of robes. It was a good thing as Death Eaters began to point their wands at the Hogwarts fighters.

"Neville here is now going to demonstrate what happens to anyone foolish enough to continue to oppose me," said Voldemort, and with a flick of his wand, he caused the Sorting Hat to burst into flames.

Neville began to scream, but was rooted to the spot. Before anyone to rescue Neville all eyes turned towards the school boundary where sounds of hundreds of footsteps was coming from. Sure enough a swarm of people were running to the castle, uttering loud war cries. At the same time, Grawp came lumbering around the side of the castle and yelled, "HAGGER!" His cry was answered by roars form Voldemort's giants: They ran at Grawp like bull elephants, making the earth quake. Then came hooves and the twangs of bows, and arrows were suddenly falling amongst the Death Eaters, who broke ranks, shouting their surprise.

Then the silver glint caught Ginny's as well as everyone else's eye as they watched Neville slash the silver blade and slice off the great snake's head, which spun high into the air, gleaming in the light flooding from the entrance hall, and Voldemort's mouth was open in what seemed to be a silent scream of fury, and the snake's body thudded to the ground at his feet—

Soon Ginny was caught in a fight with a Death Eater when she heard Hagrid. "HARRY!" Hagrid shouted. "HARRY—WHERE'S HARRY?"

Ginny barely had to time to process what this could mean. All she could concentrate on was beating the Death Eaters for Harry. She owed him that. He sacrificed himself for her and everyone else, she would do her best to make sure his sacrifice was not wasted.

Hope you guys like it. Working on the rest, and hopefully it should be up in a week.