Chapter Sixteen--Dying Moments
Severus wheezed as pain ripped through his own body, a Death Eater having just used the Craticus curse on him as well. He knew he wouldn't be able to take much more as he withered on the ground, looking around he could see hundreds were already dead, from both sides. He looked over and saw his beautiful wife, fighting for everything she believed in, and with everything she had, she had done him so much could these last years, since Harry had left the school. So much had changed, Harry was no longer a boy, and Severus silently cursed at the thought of not being around for his and Emily's childhood.
Another wave of agony almost overcame him as he thought of the years he had spent unhappy, and then the years he had spent happy. Some of the best years of his life had been after Harry and Emily had reentered his life. He couldn't say goodbye to them, he wasn't ready, or was he.
Dumbledore knew what was going on around him, he could see Harry only feet away fighting one on one with the Dark Lord, meanwhile Severus was only feet the opposite way dying a very slow death. He couldn't chance a look for too many others, he had faith that everyone could handle themselves for the most part, but there was fear for some.
Ron and Hermione watched as friends, teachers, peers, and children fought a war of time. Hermione looked over at Ron, with a very weak smile.
"Just know one thing Ron, I always loved Harry, and when I dumped you, it was a mistake, because I shouldn't have done it that way, but I don't regret it." Hermione said. Ron looked over at her, and gripped her hand.
"I don't either," they continued throwing curses at their attackers.
Jamie stood watching in horror as many of his family members and friends took some harsh blows, and most of the blows were to kill. He spotted his brother only feet away facing Patrick and Fredrick, suddenly it clicked, all the stories his father had told him, Fredrick was either the grandson or great-great grandson of Tom Riddle. Jamie hurried towards his brother.
"The young Gryffindor doesn't seem so gallant now does he," Patrick said as he raised his wand.
"Protego!" Jamie hollered reaching his brother just in time to deflect the curse hitting Patrick in the face with the curse.
"You're going to pay for that!" Yelled Patrick.
"Colloportus!" Alex yelled as Patrick attempted to advance once again.
"STUPEFY!" Yelled Fredrick, his aim was bad as Jamie dodged the shot.
"DIFFINDO!"
"Tarantagellra!" Screamed Alex defending his brother as another curse almost hit him.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Jamie yelled as he hit Patrick, causing him to go stiff and fall. Fredrick looked over at Jamie and smiled.
"Avadra Kedrava!" He yelled towards Alex.
"NO!" Jamie screamed as he hurled himself over Alex…
"Jamie? Jamie?" Alex said as he shook his brother's now limp dead weight body. He knew almost insantly his brother was dead, and part of him just wanted to sob, but he looked up into the smiling face of Fredrick Riddle. He got up slowly and began to walk towards the boy.
"NO! You bastard!" Screamed Alex, "Impedimenta!" Alex yelled and then he raised his hand, ready to kill the boy who had just murdered his brother.
"Your too good for that, I hope you rot in Azakaban!" He hissed., "Petrificus Totalus!" Alex said watched Fredrick's form freeze blue. He looked back towards his brother and rushed towards him. Lying his hands on his brother's face he began to cry, tears rolling down his cheeks, as the pain ripped through his body. Part of him was lost forever, lost to a horrible death.
"God be with you big brother, I love you," whispered Alex as he pressed his bloodied lips to his brother's forehead and pulled away slowly, suddenly he felt pain rip through his back and he slipped into unconsciousness.
Ron knew he had no hope, he was surrounded by five of them, and there was no way he could defend himself, he knew it long before he felt the curse hit him in the chest, Ron felt as though his heart was going to jump out of his chest and he fell to the ground, when he looked up he came face to face with his son, who he had thought was with his mother.
"Charlie?" He whispered.
"Shh, dad, I shouldn't be here, I'm sorry, but…I know you're going to die, and there's nothing I can do, I…" he looked down and tried not to cry. Ron reached out and hugged his son.
"I'm sorry for everything baby," Ron muttered loosing a battle to pain.
"I'll fight for you dad, and we're going to win, I'll make you proud," the boy said. Ron shook his head slowly, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"Always been proud of you Harold Charles Weasly, always," Ron whispered. Charlie watched his father's eyes close and he took a deep breath, he lifted up his father's wand from the dead man's hand and raced towards fight.
Sirius ran towards the fallen form of Remus Lupin, his best friend for most of his life, he wouldn't lose him now.
"Lupin," he called.
"I'm alive, and all right, we've got to get these guys Sirius," hissed Lupin as they headed towards a group of Death Eaters.
"Sirius, I don't know what's been going on in that head of yours, but Severus is a great father," yelled Lupin as they began to throw spells at the Death Eaters. Lupin watched as Sirius was hit by a jet of red light and he fell to the ground, trying to gain breath.
"Avadra Kedavra!" Lupin yelled towards the Death Eaters, killing the two remaining wizards. He knelt down before his friend.
"I know he is, that's why I left," Sirius admitted.
"You did it for Harry?"
"I know how Harry felt about us fighting all the time, I couldn't do that to him, he was finally happy." Sirius was having a lot of trouble breathing as his pain contorted in pain.
"Yes well, most of the time, I don't think it would have hurt to have you around, but nevertheless, he was happy."
"Lupin, I want you tell him something for me," Lupin looked at his comrade with fear in his eyes. Sirius reached out and held his friend's hand.
"Tell him yourself you hairy dog." Lupin said smiling weakly at his friend.
"I can't, I'm not going to survive this war, even if I did…well I have cancer, he doesn't know, no one did. Tell him I loved him," Sirius said, as Lupin looked at him in utter confusion.
"How long have you known.
"Three years in April, it's been a long few years, the point is I'm not going to make it much longer and I've accepted that, I'd rather die in a fight then by a disease that most wizards don't contract."
"I'll tell him Sirius," Lupin finally agreed, he watched his friend nod.
"Sirius, tell James and Lily, thanks. And make sure they know how Harry is doing," Sirius nodded and smiled softly, as he closed his eyes and his chest stopped moving. Lupin looked at him and sighed, it was the most peaceful he had ever seen his friend.
Harry rose his hands in the air, almost as though he was summoning all the power he had, closed his eyes and felt something, a large and greater power than ever before. Looking over at the Dark Lord, who was breathing harshly as pain tore through his body.
"You killed my mother, you killed the man I thought was my father, you destroyed my life, you tried to kill my real father, you put my God-father in jail! Tonight many more will die because of you, I will not let it happen! AVADRA KEDRAVA!" Harry screamed as he watched several bolts of lights come from his wand, green, red, blue, white and several other colors. They struck the Dark Lord dead in the chest, sending him to his knees. But To Harry's horror he wasn't dead yet.
"You fool, you think that can kill me! Let's see if it kills you! AVADRA KEDRAVA!" Voldermort yelled, before weakly closing his eyes as his head fell to the ground, and he died.