Hilltop
Mystykitty
Disclaimer: Not mine. Sorry
I sit alone on a hilltop overlooking my home for the last seven years with tears in my eyes. I feel a chill in the air despite the fact its mid June. My knees are pulled to my chest and I can already feel the tingles heralding my feet falling asleep. Today was my graduation, there is a formal ball in the Great Hall, but I am out here. I am Head Girl, but I am out here. I have a battle to fight, but I am out here watching the sun set. I have a hideous feeling that it may be my last one.
I am prepared though. In Ginny's safe hands are my letters of goodbye. Letters to my parents for when they are allowed out of deep cover. Letters for Remus.
Molly and Arthur
For Minerva
Albus and for my boys.
Most important is the letters to my boys. They have to understand why I go to fight, go to die. They have to know that I love them and that they mean the world to me, that I fight for them so that they can have a better life in the world that will be shaped in my blood. I need for them to know that. So I write letters.
Instead of looking my peers in the eyes knowing that I'll never see most of them again I sit out here. Watching the sunset.
A body sits down on either side of me. We don't talk we don't have to. I can feel their fear and tension echoing my own. I know they feel the same way I do. I know they too are watching their last sunset.
I break the silence, "We're going to lose aren't we?" I feel an arm slip around my waist, over my shoulders. Their presence is comforting.
As I watch the sunset on the hilltop with my brothers I wonder, do we actually have a chance after all?
Their arms give me hope.
A/N::I know not Power of Dance, just a little drabble that wouldn't leave my head…would it help to know that PofD should be out some time next week? Anyway please review and give constructive criticism. I know this isn't nearly as well developed as my others things but I am aiming for a mood, and a picture of despondent Hermione waiting for the final battle. Let me know
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