The Choice: Part III: Dark
The light was gone.
The wand was in his hand. It felt unfamiliar. That wand had cast an Unfogivable. He could have screamed, Why didn't you take my wand, you should have taken it, Voldemort. Now it's too late, but I don't care. I don't want it and I don't even think I need it. Take it! The wand was no longer the piece of wood that had never cast anything worse than a Reductor or the lot, and nothing stronger than a Patronus.
There were four minutes. There were three minutes and fifty-six seconds. There were - damn it, how did he know how much time there was until the door opened?
Sirius. He reached out, holding his godfather's cold, dead, stiffening hand. There was so little hope. There was so little.
Dumbledore.Ron.Hermione.Ginny.Remus.
There was so much at stake.
Three minutes and seven seconds.
The Keys. Oh, God, I'm never going to see them again. Without the Keys, no one can enter without one, I don't have a Key, Sirius, Sirius, oh God I'm dead, I'm going to die, I'm going to lose, they're all going to die.
Two minutes and twenty-five seconds.
He closed his eyes. These are the last minutes of my life. I need pictures, I need memories. Hogwarts - the only things he could think of were the boat ride across the lake that was so long ago the Common Room they'll be decorating it soon and the Great Hall I wonder if they'll give up the Inter-House Cup for me like they did for Cedric, oh God I hope not.
Hermione dancing with Viktor Krum, the first time I saw her, on the train, crying about Buckbeak, Petrified, with toast before the first task, she wouldn't even skip her stupid Arithmancy to save me from the dragon.
Ron laughing at Malfoy's name, with the Sorting Hat on his head, in the Chamber of Secrets, trying to warn me about Sirius, not believing me, screaming at Hermione.
Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny oh God Ginny. When I thought she was dead, lying on the floor of the Chamber, at Platform 9 ¾, dancing with Neville, smiling at me, oh Ginny Ginny Ginny oh God.
Remus his face after I fainted from the dementors, teaching me the Patronus, embracing Sirius, telling me he was indeed leaving, writing to me, when he almost died last month in the attack, telling us he was okay, Sirius I'm fine don't worry, Sirius it's just a couple broken ribs, Sirius - Sirius - Sirius -
Dumbledore clapping when I was Sorted telling me that to the well-organized mind, death is just the next adventure - death is just the next adventure - death is just the next adventure -
The light was gone.
The wand was in his hand. It felt unfamiliar. That wand had cast an Unfogivable. He could have screamed, Why didn't you take my wand, you should have taken it, Voldemort. Now it's too late, but I don't care. I don't want it and I don't even think I need it. Take it! The wand was no longer the piece of wood that had never cast anything worse than a Reductor or the lot, and nothing stronger than a Patronus.
There were four minutes. There were three minutes and fifty-six seconds. There were - damn it, how did he know how much time there was until the door opened?
Sirius. He reached out, holding his godfather's cold, dead, stiffening hand. There was so little hope. There was so little.
Dumbledore.Ron.Hermione.Ginny.Remus.
There was so much at stake.
Three minutes and seven seconds.
The Keys. Oh, God, I'm never going to see them again. Without the Keys, no one can enter without one, I don't have a Key, Sirius, Sirius, oh God I'm dead, I'm going to die, I'm going to lose, they're all going to die.
Two minutes and twenty-five seconds.
He closed his eyes. These are the last minutes of my life. I need pictures, I need memories. Hogwarts - the only things he could think of were the boat ride across the lake that was so long ago the Common Room they'll be decorating it soon and the Great Hall I wonder if they'll give up the Inter-House Cup for me like they did for Cedric, oh God I hope not.
Hermione dancing with Viktor Krum, the first time I saw her, on the train, crying about Buckbeak, Petrified, with toast before the first task, she wouldn't even skip her stupid Arithmancy to save me from the dragon.
Ron laughing at Malfoy's name, with the Sorting Hat on his head, in the Chamber of Secrets, trying to warn me about Sirius, not believing me, screaming at Hermione.
Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny oh God Ginny. When I thought she was dead, lying on the floor of the Chamber, at Platform 9 ¾, dancing with Neville, smiling at me, oh Ginny Ginny Ginny oh God.
Remus his face after I fainted from the dementors, teaching me the Patronus, embracing Sirius, telling me he was indeed leaving, writing to me, when he almost died last month in the attack, telling us he was okay, Sirius I'm fine don't worry, Sirius it's just a couple broken ribs, Sirius - Sirius - Sirius -
Dumbledore clapping when I was Sorted telling me that to the well-organized mind, death is just the next adventure - death is just the next adventure - death is just the next adventure -