Chapter 8
No POV
The rest of the battle passed in a blur for the Weasley siblings. At some point they found their parents. Their mother, and father were both in just as much anguish as they were.
When Voldemort came back claiming Harry was dead Bill had to grab Ginny before she ran into battle to punch the Dark Lord herself. Ron and Hermione also looked like they planned on fighting Voldemort without so much as a wand to protect themselves.
Then things happend to fast for many people to catch. Suddenly Naville had killed old Tom Riddles snake for some reason, apparently the Malfoy's were on their side, Harry was alive, and then they were fighting for their lives again.
By the end of the fight everyone was so tired it was a miracle that they didn't pass out right then and there.
People tried to celebrate the defeat of the Dark Lord, but no one could... everyone lost someone, and the idea of trying to party didn't last long.
It was nearly 8am when the Weasley's, Harry, and Hermione got back to the Burrow, but that didn't matter. They closed the blinds, and slept nearly a day and a half.
The dead were kept at Hogwarts, and no one wanted to think about what was going to happen. Honestly no one wanted to believe that Percy was gone.
The saddest thing was that they never saw Percy, now... they're never going to see Percy.
Because he was gone, and he wasn't coming back.
A/N: Ok, I'm sorry this isn't very sad, but I ran out of angst! I'm way too happy to write a sad story, but I didn't want to leave you guys hanging, again really sorry... If I'm feeling more angsty tomorrow I'll try to write another chapter to this story... - dragon628