Disclaimer: I used exerts from The Chamber of Secrets, but I do not own them. I just used them as a reference in a flashback sequence.

Chapter 38: When The Light Goes

He had always wondered what it was like to die. The room had grown colder as the night progressed. It was dark. He lifted his hand in front of his face, barley making out the outline in shadows.

He couldn't remember how long he had been lying on the floor. He knew he should get up and walk around, but he couldn't. His body felt drained and it took too much energy to move. He shivered in the darkness. "How did it get so cold," he thought. When he closed his eyes, he could see their faces. He closed his eyes a lot. Dreams were all he had to keep him company. The cell beside his was quiet these days. Remus use to be there. What had happened to him?

It hadn't been so bad when Remus was there. The two would talk and the loneliness wasn't as strong. It had been a month since he had been dragged out of his cell, never to return. The guards had liked to torture Remus. Once they found out that his friend was a Weasley, they began to enjoy torturing him too. Arthur put his hand on his chest. It hurt when he breathed. The guards had visited him the day before. They had visited him often these days. Remus was gone, probably dead, but Arthur was still there. He coughed up blood after they left.

When he felt the warm, red liquid running out of him mouth he didn't panic. There was no point. There was no way to stop it from flowing. He had lain on the ground and left the blood to stain his face. Now, in the dead of night, Arthur lifted his hand to his face and rubbed at dried blood. Molly would have been angry with him for being so passive. She would have yelled at him for the thoughts he was thinking.

"Your sons flew that car to Harry's house and back last night! What do you have to say about that?"

"Did you really? Did it go all right? I...I mean that was very wrong boys, very wrong indeed."

He had always been lenient on the boys. A small smile crept onto his face. Fred and George were always into something. Their dream was to open a joke shop. He knew Molly hated the idea, but he was secretly proud of them. He could never imagine the twins as Aurors or Ministry Officials. The day they came home wearing their dragon hide jackets was the day he was the most proud.

They had been with him in Azkaban. Arthur felt a pang of guilt. He had allowed them to fight. They looked like boys when they stood up from the dinner table and declared their rights. He had set them on the path of misery and eventual death when he said yes. The last time he saw them, they looked like men.

He and Remus were the first ones to be taken out of Azkaban. He remembered how pale his sons looked as he was dragged out of the cell. He had never seen Bill or Charlie look so weak. He figured Molly would have been furious that he didn't stay in Azkaban and take care of their children. He didn't have a choice though. The Dementors had sucked away all of his strength and fight.

Arthur removed his hand from his face and laid it down on the floor. The stone felt warm against his skin. He shivered. He lifted his head and tried to move his body to get up but failed. He was so tired. He laid his head back down and closed his eyes. "I'll rest for a few more minutes and then get up," he thought. After a few minutes his breathing began to slow down as did his heart beat. He knew he wasn't asleep, but he didn't feel awake either. He felt at peace.

He hadn't received any word about Molly, Ron, or Ginny since he had arrived at Cerberus. Madeye Moody had been dragged in a few days after his arrival and placed in the cell across from his. Madeye had told him that he warned Molly to take the kids and get out and she had portkeyed them and a few others to London before the Burrow was attacked. This gave Arthur some peace of mind…for a while. Days, then years passed and no new word of his family came. For all he knew, they had been captured or killed. These thoughts plagued his mind everyday.

Arthur opened his eyes slightly and looked out of his cell across to Moody's. It had been empty for five years. Moody was a fighter but age and malnutrition finally caught up with him. He died peacefully in his sleep. He was one of the few who claimed that right.

Arthur closed his eyes one last time. He was very tired. The only thing that had kept him alive was the hope that he would see his family again. But that was only a dream. It had been twelve years. He didn't know when he had lost hope. All he knew was the only thing holding him back from peace was himself. He was broken, old, and didn't have anymore fight.

His body relaxed as he embraced the darkness. His only thoughts were of his family. In his mind he could feel someone calling to him. "Maybe it's Molly," he thought. His breathing and heartbeat slowed down even more as he slipped away. He barely heard the sounds of battle as they came closer to him. He never even noticed as the lock to his cell clicked and the door opened. All that Arthur Weasley was aware of was that he was not alone. He felt a presence at his side. He faintly felt a warm hand press against his chest along with a sudden flash of light. The pain suddenly disappeared. The dark that had once looked inviting now looked malice and cold. He heard a woman's voice calling to him but it didn't sound Molly. He saw another flash of light and reached for it.

He had looked dead when she came into his cell. She cast a healing charm on him but it didn't look like it worked. She read his thoughts and saw that she was losing him. One last healing charm was cast. After a few seconds his heartbeat strengthened and his fingers started moving. Lilia smiled. He was alive but barely. The Jedi quickly levitated the senior Weasley and apparated home hoping that he could hold on a little longer.

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The next chapter will be Harry,Rion,Remus, and a few of the others points of view during the battle. Stay tuned for more.