Neville sat against the tree in front of the lake. His two best friends had died.
DIED.
How was he to deal with that?
After hearing about the ambush, Neville gobbled up a polyjuice potion and disguised himself as a Death Eater. He reached Zabini Manor and quickly began throwing hexes and curses left and right. He's never seen so much blood in his entire life. The Light Side was flooding in, killing as many Death Eaters as possible. That's when he saw him.
Lord Voldemort.
The evil man was in a huge blue bubble with a boy.
Harry Potter.
Harry attended the ball also disguising himself as another. Neville watched as they dueled and battled, Harry sporting a cut lip and a lifeless left arm. He had his wand raised, pointing directly between Voldemort's eyes.
The git didn't even looked affected. He, too, had cut on his lip, but also a gash on the back of his head. His wand was on the floor beside Harry, his leg limping behind him. He was going to lose. Good was now going to prevail.
Neville dodged another curse that was thrown at him. He looked to his right and found George lying on a dining table, his legs bound and his face bloody. The Death Eater before him muttered a curse, but before the spark could hit George, someone else shoved him aside and took the spell.
David Retome.
Neville stared as the boy fell to the ground, his head making a loud crack. He died in honor. He sacrificed his own life to save his best friend. George gained his composure and shot an unforgivable at the Death Eater who killed his friend. Neville watched as George approached David's lifeless body, kneeling beside him and saying a few words.
Hearing a loud scream, Neville snapped his head back to the blue bubble and saw Voldemort escape into midair, leaving an unconscious Harry behind.
That's all Neville remembered before his whole world went pitch black. Someone told him that a Death Eater threw some sort of object at his head, causing him to faint. The morning hw woke up, was the morning that Colin told him that Ginny, Hermione, and Olivia's bodies were no where to be found.
Neville then did something he's never done before.
Neville cried.
He cried with his girlfriend, Lavender and his best friend, Colin. Dean at the moment was in a coma; he was hit with a comatose spell, making him sleep for almost eternity. So many people were hurt, four people died, and Neville would not stop crying.
It's been a month now, and Neville hasn't even attended all of his classes. He would usually skip them and wander around the school, reminiscing on his friendship with Ginny and Hermione. Tears would soon form in his eyes and he would break down on the ground, sobbing. He could never forget the day Ginny and he went to the Yule Ball together. They were the best of friends. He would never forget how Hermione tutored him in Herbology. He would never forget when Olivia pretend married him and Lavender. He loved them dearly .. And now he regretted not telling them that everyday when they were alive.
Colin Creevey stared down at his boyfriend in the Infirmary, tears threatening to fall down his eyes. "Dean .." he whispered. "I know I've never told you this .." He choked on his sobs. "But - .. But I love you .." he said quietly, tightening the grip on his hand.
Colin could never forgive himself for what happened. He couldn't go with the Order to Zabini Manor, he was to stay behind and tend to those who came back injured. When he saw Dean's unconscious body being carried in, he almost fainted.
Dean was more than his boyfriend; Dean was his everything.
Colin laid his head on Dean's chest, listening to his heart beat. Dean was Colin's first boyfriend, and he hoped he would be his last. Closing his eyes and also falling asleep, Colin whispered once more, "I love you, Dean .."
Blaise Zabini sat on a bench in some Muggle park he stumbled upon. Flashes of Hermione passed through his mind, making him ache with pain. His parents worked for the Order. They faked the whole engagement just to get plenty of Death Eaters gathered at their house. Voldemort was disguised as an older man, by the name of Curran De'Lacour.
Keira's father was placed in Azkaban, where he would be punished with the Dementor's kiss. Keira's mother was heartbroken in finding out that her husband was a Death Eater. They seemed like the perfect family, but Keira's father held a very dark secret. He had another family, a Death Eater family. His other wife, Gladys, was Voldemort's "play thing". Gladys' son, Jeremiah, was a year older than Keira. He and his mother were also sent to Azkaban.
Blaise swung his feet back and forth, watching as three little girls played by the fountain in front of him. He's always wanted children. For some odd reason, they made him happy. Olivia than flashed through his brain. Blaise frowned. Olivia was only the age of six when she died. Why couldn't they take me instead of her? She had so much to live for ..
Blaise ran a hand through his hair, sighing in the process. He's cried way too many tears. It's been almost two months since Hermione's death, and he knew that he would never get over it. It was impossible to forget.
She was his only. And now the Gods have taken her.
"Pregnant?" Ginny asked. "As in .. you're carrying a child?"
Hermione nodded. "I think I'm pregnant, but I don't know for sure .."
Ginny smiled. "I can brew up a pregnancy test. It'll be easy .. All the potions are upstairs. Let's go!" Ginny grasped Hermione's hand and ran out the door.
"Ginny! Not so fast! Bloody hell!" yelled Hermione, being dragged by the over-excited red head. Hermione's feed sped up faster as they jolted up the stairs and into the attic. Stopping abruptly behind Ginny, Hermione watched as Ginny scurried throughout the room, grabbing over ten vials and dropping tidbits of liquid in each.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Way too happy .." she muttered.
Draco stared at his mother in shock. "You're lying!" he snapped, pacing the parlor and mumbling a words.
Narcissa chuckled. "Darling, I am very sure." she stated, placing a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from moving. "Your father and I are very happy about this. It'll be quite wonderful if you will be, too."
Draco sighed. "But .. I'm seventeen, Mum. I'll be seventeen years older than the boy!" he protested, his voice a little whiny. "And the crying .. Oh bloody hell! He will be crying!"
"I'm already three months along, Draco. I am having this child whether you like it or not. Your father just told me to inform you of my condition." scowled his mother. "If you do not like the circumstances, than I propose you lose contact with I and your father."
"Mum, it's not that .." he started. "It's just .. Wow .. I didn't think it was possible to have kids this old .."
Narcissa's lips pursed. "Are you stating that I am old?"
Draco gulped. "No." he said uncertainly.
Narcissa raised an eyebrow. "You will love your brother, Draconis Lucius Malfoy. And if you do not, then I will be forced to hex you into oblivion."
"I'm happy for you, Mum." he said sincerely. "Even though the kid's going to be a bloody devil .." he muttered to himself.
Narcissa heard. "Just like his big brother."
Draco rolled his eyes and mumbled, "I can't believe you and Dad are still at it."
"You won't believe .." replied Narcissa, stepping out of the parlor, leaving a disgusted Draco behind.
"Images .." He shuddered.
Hermione watched Ginny as she spread a clear liquid over her stomach. "Okay .. I'm done. Now, we have to wait five minutes. If the liquid stays clear, then you are defiantly not pregnant. But, if it's blue .. You are and it also means you are having a boy. If it's pink .. You're having a girl." explained Ginny.
Hermione nodded. "What do you want the liquid color to change into?"
"Hhmm .. Definitely pink." stated Ginny. "I'd love to see another little Olly."
Hermione smiled. "So would I!" Hermione stared in awe as the liquid transformed on her stomach, and turned into a bright pink color. There were pink blotches everywhere. "I .. I'm .. I'm pregnant!" she yelled, looking up at a happy Ginny.
Ginny beamed. "This is bloody great! You're going to have a baby!" she screamed.
Hermione jumped up and down. "I'm doing to have a baby! I'm going to have a baby!" she repeated.
Ginny began jumping with her. "Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby .."
Hermione suddenly stopped. "Ginny?"
"Yes?"
"I'm going to have a baby." she said sulkily.
Ginny stared at her. "Hon, I know that."
"No, Ginny. You don't understand. I'm going to have a baby in this house without a Medi-Witch .."
"You have me."
Hermione gawked at her. "That doesn't mean anything! You know nothing of childbirth!"
"I know that the baby comes out and I have to just wait and stuff!" roared Ginny. "I can deliver a baby!"
Hermione snorted. "You can't even spell your last name!"
Ginny scoffed. "That was one bloody time, Hermione! Can't you forget about it just once?! I was tired and I couldn't see what I was bloody writing!"
"Yeah right! How can I trust you to deliver a bloody baby, Ginny?!"
"Just trust me!"
"No!"
"You know what?! Fine then, I won't deliver your baby!" yelled Ginny.
Hermione crossed her arms. "Fine."
Five minutes of silence passed before them.
Ginny pouted. "Can I please deliver the baby?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Fine." she said sternly. "As long as you don't go crazy."
Ginny led Hermione to an old couch to the far right of the attic. She sat down beside her pregnant friend. "He would have been happy, you know."
Hermione sighed. "I wish he was here."
"We'll see them all one day. I promise."
"What if we don't, Ginny? What if my daughter never gets to meet her father?" Hermione asked sadly.
"That won't happen, Mione." said Ginny.
"And why not?"
"Because, I'm here. And I'll do my best to get us back to our families."
Hermione smiled. "He would have been proud of you."
"Who?"
"David." Hermione said simply.
"He would have been proud of all three of us." countered Ginny.
"I hope he's alright." sighed Hermione.
"I know he's happy wherever he is. I can feel it .." whispered Ginny.
A/N: a very pointless chapter .. but whatever .. just wanted to get that all out .. i didn't want to squeeze two chapters in one .. next chappie is set two years later .. :) .. review if you want to see it !
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