Stay Close

Chapter Four

Summary: See Chapter One.

Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

Author's Note: Here goes nothing. One last thing! This just came into my head. It doesn't really... well okay it kind of does go with this. Just... here it is: "Without suffering there would be no compassion." "Yeah? Well, tell that to the people who suffer." –Mandy Moore and Shane West, A Walk To Remember.

Previously: When I finally realized I just killed someone, I was shocked. But then I saw a girl in seventh year fall, from the killing curse, and I knew that they were doing the same thing I was. I shrugged and picked up his wand. "I'm gonna go to confession when this is all over." I screamed Avada Kedavra again and another Death Eater had fallen, another wand picked up.

Our War had finally begun.

On with the show!

We went for hours muttering, dodging, and killing. Half our people were down. All the teachers, except for poor Professor Flitwick, were still alive. Harry and Ginny were also. Somehow, Cho Chang and I happened to be circled by Death Eaters. There were about eight surrounding us. We just kept turning, with our backs against the others, waiting for them to make the move.

When I realized they were doing the same thing, I sighed, and took out all the wands I have collected. I 'accio!' all eight of them, but four of the Death Eaters grabbed them back. I snapped the ones that I had grabbed. Then I pointed my wand at them and "AVADA KEDAVRA!" And those who I stole the wands from, or whatever wand I had pointed at them at the moment fell. Cho repeated my procedure while I killed the ones who tried to get her. It worked all and all.

All the sudden, the fighting stopped. Everything went quiet. And we all turned, horror struck, toward the door. I saw the most gruesome and scary thing I had ever seen in my life. I saw Voldemort's face. He was cackling evilly. Everyone just stared. I heard Harry mutter something in a corner over in the other side of the room, and the two Death Eaters he was fighting were dead. He collected their wands and strode over toward the door.

"So Tom," Harry sneered, "You think you are finally going to win this time? Well guess what, you have another thing coming!" He shouted at Voldy. Voldemort's face contorted in anger. I snorted; it seemed like I got that at least from Ron. Voldemort looked over at me, and searched me up and down. Then he smiled.

"What was that, you mud blood?"

"Oh!" I said with a bemused look on my face, knowing I was treading on dangerous territory. Everyone in the room was looking at me. "You looked like you were constipated that's all!" I smiled; this was kind of fun.

All the Death Eaters looked at me astonished. "You never insult Master you filth!" I distinctly heard Draco's voice say. I rolled my eyes and turned to look at him.

"Aw Dear whittle Drake!" I said in a baby voice. I distinctly saw Harry's face-harden. I remembered that's how Bellatrix used to talk to him. I smiled reassuring to him. Then I turned to Draco again, and said gravely, "You see Draco, you will never win. As long as I work for the Light, and you work for the Darkness, I will always be higher than you will! You will be scum of the earth! YOU WILL BE FILTH!"

Then all at the same time, all the people of the light raised their wands and screamed, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Some of the Death Eaters fell, clearly not expecting it, but most of the other's dodged it. And we fought. We must have fought for hours. We brought their number down to around one hundred and they brought us down to twenty. They seemed so tired and old looking. Well, duh because they had been marching for who knows how long until they reached Hogwarts. And then they marched even more to try and find us. We were still going strong, and they weren't going to bring us down. I just got a weird idea.

"Hey guys!" I heard muffled 'yeas?' or grunts everywhere. "How about we sing our little friends here a song?" I heard more grunts. So... started singing the song we had sung while we were waiting for them. I was alone for a few seconds, and then Ginny came in, followed closely by Harry. Then everyone left on our side was singing our song, occasionally a singing voice murmured an "Avada Kedavra' along with it. Again, their numbers dwindled to a scant thirty- five, while we still had OUR twenty.

"Ah... so we meet again Tom. Or should I call you Thomas? Or is it Tommy?" I heard Harry taunt Voldemort. Harry was sitting on a chair spinning his wand idly in his hand. I saw Voldemort do something I never thought he could do; something very human of him... he rolled his eyes. He scarlet rolled in the sickly pale socket of his eyes and he let a cruel, evil smirk in Harry's direction.

I had just finished off the last Death Eater who had ganged up on me and stared in horror as I saw Draco Malfoy edge up behind Harry. I saw something flicker in Harry's eyes, and then he turned to me and mouthed to me, 'Je sais qu'il est la-bas, l'obtenir il'. I nodded to show I knew what I meant, and slunk over to behind Draco. Everything is just behind people's back isn't it? I think Harry thought none of the Death Eater's would know French, and he knew I knew almost every word. I made him, sadly, study with me. Thank God he stayed so he could get the basics down!

Well, anyway, I tapped Draco on the shoulder. He sighed and turned around, then let out a shriek when I punched him, hard in the nose. He tumbled over the chair Harry was on, while Harry kicked him in the head while he came rolling down. He gave out another scream, and then stood up unsteadily with his blood streaming freely. I laughed, and kicked him in the groin. He doubled over and let out a moan in pain.

"You deserve that!" I screamed at Draco and kicked him in the stomach. "You bastard!" Then I elbowed him in the back of his neck. He fell to the floor unconscious.

I turned to Harry, triumphantly, and then my face became one of horror when I saw he was being lifted three feet off the floor, with his feet dangling, choking. I saw Voldemort laughing, while Harry's lips were turning blue. His face was pale, and his eyes wide with horror. Then, his almost lifeless eyes turned to me. His eyes told me everything that he couldn't say at the moment. He said to once last year, 'you know what to do, and you know how to handle it. So, go do it.' I nodded to his past self, then charged up to Voldemort and kicked and shoved my foot forward more in his back. He fell over and his concentration was lost on Harry. Harry fell to the ground, withered, and then didn't move.

I screamed in horror and frustration. He cannot die! I charged back to Voldemort, who had a malicious look on his face. Then he turned his blood red eyes to me. They widened for a moment. Then he smiled. THE BASTARD SMILED!

I ran up to him and punched him. "THAT'S FOR HARRY!" Then I punched him in the stomach. "THAT'S FOR RON!" I kicked him in the shins. "THAT'S FOR LILY AND JAMES POTTER!" I slapped him in the head. "THAT'S FOR SIRIUS AND ALL MY FRIENDS!"

Then I kicked him in the groin. "THAT'S FOR THE GOOD!" Then, I kicked him in the jaw; with all the power I had and screamed at him, "AND THAT'S BECAUSE YOU ARE THE BIGEST STUPID FOOL OF A PERSON THIS WORLD HAS EVER SEEN! AND, BECAUSE IT WAS FUN TO WATCH YOU WITHER AND SCREAM!"

I turned around and saw everyone alive in the room, not knocked out, was staring at me. The Death Eaters with horror, and everyone else with admiration. I smiled. Then frowned. I saw a Death Eater move and I screamed, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" And he fell. Everyone then snapped back in action, with more power and determination then before. I ran back to Harry. I tripped and fell over a body; I looked down to see it was Professor Snape's body. I let out a scream, startled, and scrambled, crawling over the fall comrades and enemies over to Harry. I put my hand over his throat to see if I could feel a pulse. Nothing.

His lips were already a startling electric blue color and his face a astonishing sallow white. I put my hands on his chest and pushed. Then I covered his mouth with mine and blew. Then after five seconds, I stopped blowing and put my ear to where his heart was. Nothing. I was getting slightly panicky. I had NEVER done CPR before, and if I would have, I'm sure I would have killed the test subject. I only saw it done on a movie once, and that was a few years ago. I tried again. No luck. Damn it Harry! Breathe!

My vision was getting slightly blurry. I knew I was crying. Damn it. Then I covered his mouth with mine and blew. I did this a few times before I felt his lips move under mine. I backed off and smiled. He was smiling to. His lips were going back slowly to a rosy pink, and his face was becoming tan again.

"Aww 'Mione," He said, "Why'd you have to move? I was having a good ole time kissing you!" I slapped his arm and laughed through my tears. I was lying onto of Harry at the moment, to hear him breathe. And I just stayed there. I was oblivious to seeing Voldemort or Draco stirring around us. I was oblivious seeing Draco get up and help Voldemort up also. I was oblivious to seeing Draco pick up my disregarded wand from my feet. I was oblivious, until I was their reflection coming straight toward me in Harry's glasses.

I froze, and felt Harry's arms that were wrapped around me become tighter. I told him with my eyes that I knew they were there. I just had no idea what to do. I saw him nod only barley, not to let them tell. We continued talking as if we had no idea they were there.

I heard Malfoy and Voldemort start to say 'Avada' at the same time, but before they could even finish that, Harry whipped out a wand out from under my stomach, I must have squashed his wand, and screamed a furious "AVADA KEDAVRA!" He hit Voldemort dead on, straight in the heart and he fell. All the sudden another spell came out of nowhere and hit Draco. We looked up to see whom they came from, and surprisingly, they came from a Death Eater. We froze, not knowing who it was, and Harry's grip on me was so tight I could feel my pants digging into my skin where his arms were pressed around my hips. "Who the hell are you?" I heard Harry say, but it was muffled because my hair was in the way. He blew my hair out of his mouth and I felt goose bumps ripple down where his breathe hit me.

Whoever it was inside the cloak laughed. Then it ripped off the mask to find the cheery, but extremely tired face of Remus Lupin coming into view. There were only a handful of Death Eaters fighting, but they were all down and out in no less than a minute or so. Ginny and Cho sauntered over to Harry and myself and looked like Ginny was supporting Cho who was limping. There were only a few teachers left, including, incredibly, Dumbledore and McGonagall. This old witch and wizard came over to us happily but war weary. Dumbledore's eye twinkle was missing and McGonagall's hair was astray and wild.

Harry and I were still lying on the floor, holding onto each other with such strength we didn't even know how. All I know is that, he was warm and inviting and... cushiony. I laughed despite the situation we were in. I saw more cloaks coming in and noticed at once they were all Order members. We were all soon happier than we could have been in a while. We fought, for some truth in what Harry had said earlier, to the dawn. Not many were alive between the Death Eaters, we just had to take off their masks, and for the ones still alive, tie them up. I found that the first one I had killed, I would always remember that one, I could remember where it feel, happened to be Malfoy Senior, the stubborn asswipe.

Harry was staring at me while I examined the bodies and put down their names. I was examining Narcissa Malfoy when he came up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me up from my kneeling position next to her and over his shoulder. He walked for a while, and I couldn't tell where we were going because with all the blood rushing to my head made me disoriented. When he finally stopped and put me upright, I almost screamed out of horror and rejoicing. We were right in front of the Fat Lady picture, and it was unharmed, and so was the rest of the tower by the looks of it. But right in front of the portrait, the Fat Lady was weeping and running away up the hall to tell all the gruesome details to all the other portraits. There were all the dead bodies of the Gryffindors from CMC class.

They looked all broken and dismembered. I ran to where I saw that red hair. I nearly screamed at that sight too. Ron's head was detached from his body, and his eyes were still open, staring directly at me. His eyes were glazed over, but I would ever see the look of ultimate surprise, but covered in three other emotions. Worry, was a major part, probably for Harry and myself, maybe for the rest of the class. Maybe for the fate of the world, and maybe for himself. Now, I would never find out. But what also looked like valor, but a very small part of the look in his eyes signaled fear.

I ran over to Harry who was examining Seamus's hand, which was holding onto another hand that he couldn't place. I showed him Ron's head and I saw fury mixing with resentment, guilt, and then very small tears. He looked sadder than I did. His eyes already had the looks of becoming red and puffy soon.

"Harry," I whispered to him. He turned his head slowly toward me, and I saw a single, small tear roll down his cheek and fall to his blood stained shirt. "It's going to be okay. They will always stay close to us. They would have wanted us to move on, and be happy. But, we will never forget. They will always be here with us, haunting, remembering. They will forever stay close to us and their selves."

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Author's Note: This was my longest story, or anything, EVER! It took me a few days to write, because I had no idea where I was going with it. I hope you enjoyed it and if you didn't well, I didn't make you read it. You don't have to review, but I would like it. I don't mind flames, I just sort of flame the people back with my remarks. It's all in good fun for me.

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