Harry gets out of bed, and by the dim light of dawn, creeps down the stairs. He goes into the kitchen and drinks some water to clear his head of the nightmare. Time to face another day of death and destruction.
Then, Harry dressed in wizard apparel and apperated himself to the remains of Hogwarts. Harry found himself in the rubble of the west tower, which looked better that the rest of the once beautiful estate.
The grass looked unhealthy and brown in spots. Most the trees were dead or broken down. But the most devastating of the land was the rubble remains of the castle.
Harry walks over the rubble into the only structure still remaining, the great hall. The once magical ceiling is now limestone falling apart. When the castle was destroyed all the magic was dissolved.
Suddenly Harry heard a noise behind him, and drew his wand while turning around. He turned around in just enough time to see a figure dive behind some stone. Harry moved toward the pile…