Pt. 8

Ginny burst into waterworks as she shuffled her feet over to Hermoine's dead body. She fell to her knees harshly, bending her back so she was perpendicular to the cadaver. Red hair covered her face as she cried violently to the floor, shaking uncontrollably.

Granger and I watched as this continued. It had been ten minutes before Ginny stood up carefully, trying not to loose her balance and run out to find someone. I felt hot tears on my shoulder as Hermoine leaned on it. She's going through her repentance stage.

Harry rushed into the room with Dumbledore following close behind. The first thing he did was check her pulse with his fingers then he sighed miserably. His eyes watered as he glanced over at Dumbledore with a face of hurt. He sat down crossed legged to his deceased friend and examined her wounds. Gliding his finger over the cuts on her arms his lip quivered, he led his hand over to the dagger that caused it all and pulled it out of her small body.

"First Draco Malfoy and now this. Makes me wonder who's next," Dumbledore shook his head in grief of another dead student. "Hermoine was a kind soul who never, ever did anything to cause harm to others. She was one of the good ones, one I will always, always remember."

Harry nodded thoughtfully to his speech but really it just went through one in and out the other.

"I'm getting out of here," Hermoine got up and floated out the door before I could say otherwise and I was here stuck listening to the pains of the ones left behind.

With all the thoughts going on it was hard to pick one out of them all. There was one thing although kept ringing through my head. Something Dumbledore had said. Who would be next?