So thank you to all the reviews! They mean a lot! Keep giving suggestions! Speaking of which, I will be getting to work on the story someone requested, "Lily Evan goes to Slytherin", but I just had to get this story out first! Its short, yes, but I hope you like it!

Peace.

That's what it was.

But it didn't feel right.

The black was everywhere. Beautiful, peaceful, bliss; yet it didn't feel in place. Slowly, I blinked. Once, twice, three times…

Everything was a blur. My eyes were heavy, like I had not slept in days, yet a slight twinge of sunlight shot through the windows-

The Hospital wing.

The Hospital Wing?

I shot up, wincing and throwing my hand to my chest, which had given a rather excruciating pound. Breathing fast and hard now, I allowed my eyes to train around the room; my heart did a flip.

Ginny. Right next to me. Her leg was bandaged up…Luna, asleep as well, sporting many cuts and gashes…Neville, his nose swollen as if just mended, his eyes shut in a state of peace-

And then it all came back to me. The Battle, the fight, the flash of purple light-

Then I had fallen. I had blacked out; woken to this…

I had no time to ponder on any more thoughts before the door to the Wing opened. I turned just in time to see a familiar mane of red hair peek around the door.

"Ron!" I squealed, relief shaking through my body in such a powerful wave. I got up, ignoring the pain in my chest, which I'm sure is where the spell had hit me, and threw my arms around him. It was not until I broke away did I realize something was wrong.

"Ron-?" I said, my smile fading immediately. "What is it? What's wrong?" A fresh wave of panic surged through me as I looked around the room, trying to follow Ron's stare. Luna, Nevile, Ginny, Ron and myself were here, but-

"Where's Harry?" I breathed, my voice breaking. Something was not right. Was he okay? Had something happened-?

"He's in our dorm." He said, his voice full. He was very pale.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"It's Sirius." Said Ron suddenly; he knew I would ask sooner or later what was wrong. I looked at him, my heart pounding painfully in my chest.

"What…what about him? He wasn't actually there…was he?" I asked, my voice shaking. Ron's face screwed up, and he took a deep breath.

"No. He wasn't."

I opened my mouth, but Ron continued. "The Order showed up," he said simply. "Or so I hear. I haven't been completely, er, right, until this morning."

He was beating around the bush. He gulped, running a hand through his hair; he looked suddenly older than he was. I watched him walk over to Ginny's bed, stare at her for a bit, then turn back to me.

"He's dead."

I had heard wrong. I knew I did.

"What?"

"He's dead."

I collapsed back onto the bed. I shook my head fiercely. "No…"

Ron looked over at me. He nodded. "Bellatrix." He said simply.

I threw my face into my hands, and suddenly I was crying. Crying more than I had ever cried in a while. From a distance, I heard Ron walk to me; I felt his arms around me, but he did not say anything. I continued to cry. For Sirius. For Harry…

It was not until Ginny began to stir did I wipe my face with my hands. I sniffed, my eyes puffy and red; Ron had taken to sitting on the chair beside the chair, staring off at the window.

The doors burst open, revealing none other Madam Promfey. From what seemed far away I heard her welcome Ginny, who had sat up. She looked confused, and my heart clenched.

"What happened?" she said, rubbing her head. She looked from my face to Ron's, horrified. I shook my head, more tears falling down my face, and found I did not have the voice to answer.