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Hermione and George are now dead. It's only a matter of time before the others follow suit, hmm? Let's just see.
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/Ron and Harry/
Ron rushed over to Hermione and picked up her goblet. Harry knocked it out of his hand, "What in Merlin's name do you think you're doing?" Ron looked up at Harry with tear-filled eyes, "I… I loved her, Harry… I can't live without her… You, you're just some meaningless shag, but… this was my girlfriend!" Harry rolled his eyes, "But she's a slut!"
Ron shook his head, "No, she's not… I know she's not…" He picked up the goblet, "Let me go, Harry Potter! Let. Me. Go." He took a sip of the goblet and soon found himself in a similar fate.
/Neville and Draco/
Neville slowly watched all of the men and women fall as Draco made their midnight toast. His eyes locked on the infamous trio, noting how they, too, were killing themselves and each other. He watched Harry pick up the same goblet and drink from it, succumbing to the poison as well. He smirked, "Draco… We've done it… We've started the Wizarding World all over… restored the peace… balanced out the powers…"
Draco nodded, "Go find your mother and her boyfriend, will you? I do believe it's fair to warn them, hmm?" He laughed, "I think you'll want them around for the wedding, no?" Neville nodded, kissing Draco on the cheek before running off to warn Tonks. He went out onto the balcony and froze, looking at the dead boy lying on the ground. He looked up at the pink-haired woman and could only get out a "Fred…"
/Tonks and Fred/
Tonks looked at Fred, sighing, "There's only one thing I can do to get rid of all the pain of this night… It'll be quick and painless, too…" Fred laughed, "Alright, what is it?" She pulled out a small pistol and pointed it at his chest, firing it at about the same time screams of terror were sounding indoors. She gave him one last kiss on the lips before he fell.
She then tucked the pistol back into her dress and magicked the blood off of her. She thought she was off scotch-free until Neville found her.
/Tonks and Neville/
Tonks stared at Neville intently, "You're not going to tell, now, are you? Because then you'd be a risk to me and I'd have to off you, too. I don't want to do that, son. I love you." Neville moved away from her, "There's no way in hell that I'd be the son of a cold, hard bitch like you…" He said, letting her hug him before literally and metaphorically stabbing her in the back.
He set her down with Fred's corpse, magicking the blood off of himself as he'd seen her do. He spat on both of them, "Scum of the earth is what you are… Dirty, filthy scum…"
/Draco, Neville, and the Spirits/
Draco smirked when Neville came back, "Lovely, did you murder somebody? You look like you've seen death…" Neville hugged Draco tightly, crying into his shoulder, "I killed her, Draco… I did it guiltlessly, too! I didn't care!" Draco laughed, wrapping his arms around the sobbing boy, "That's usually how it goes… You wouldn't kill someone unless you had a real reason to, yes? I mean… there's no point in killing somebody without a cause… At least there's no sport in it, anyways…"
Neville sighed, "Let's get on with the wedding, shall we?" He asked, looking up at the top of the stairs to see a rather transparent Lucius Malfoy. He blinked, "What in the world is going on, Draco?" The blonde only let out a loud laugh. Neville looked out at the ballroom to see that… they were all dancing… but… they weren't alive?
Draco kissed Neville on the forehead, "Trust me, my sweet, it'll all be alright in the end…" Neville sighed, "I fear this may be the end…"
And it was- The End.
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Finished!