Breeze


"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Hermione cried as she saw Fred's lifeless body. He was dead. So many of them were dead. But Fred had been so full of life, it was scary to see him so still.

So very still.

He always smiled anytime and anywhere.

Who was going to smile for them now?

"I'm sorry," she repeated, her voice breaking.

If it wasn't for her kind, he would have never died.

None of them would have died.

Remus.

Tonks.

Sirius.

She cried and cried until two strong arms wrapped around her.

She could still feel the cold breeze passing through her empty shell.