There was a flash of green as the witch went down. Remus Lupin was immediately at her side, but it was too late.
She was one of many trying to help protect Hogwarts. Her sacrifice was no more or less than anyone else's, but it was her death many would remember. Because it was her death that would lead to changes in government, changes in Hogwarts, changes that very well could mean the salvation or damnation of everything.
Red stun beams flashed overhead. The headmaster, himself had to duck a particularly vicious spell, as he made his way to Professor Lupin and their fallen comrade.
Five minutes. If she had only dodged for five more minutes, she might have survived. Already, the Death Eaters had been forced back.
But she hadn't, and that was it.
The golden age had long since ended, and now the dark ages were upon them. Perhaps it was time for one man to try to change things back.
If it meant leaving Hogwarts, so be it. The headmaster looked tiredly at his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who had gently closed Minerva McGonagall's eyes. Perhaps a new headmaster wouldn't be so hard to find.
Author's note: Set during the war with Voldemort when McGonagall dies. Please review!