Chapter Ten – Doom
I was asked to say my last words before the execution could begin. Tears poured down my faces as I started to stutter.
"Mom, I wanted to tell you that," I blinked my eyes rapidly trying to get ride of the tears, "that were the best mother I could have ever hoped for." A loud wail came from behind the glass as Molly gripped my dad's hand so hard he winced. She gathered herself and whispered I love you to me. I said the same back.
"Daddy, you may not have been able to give me everything I wanted but you gave me love. I know now that love is much more important then money.
"Ron, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, and Percy, I love you all and am honored that you were my brothers." I saw Ron's face as I said this and was shocked when he rolled his eyes and grumbled under his breath. I saw Percy agree with whatever he said and felt this cold stare. I understood that Percy wouldn't forgive me because of his love for the rules, but Ron's hatred really stung.
Trying not to choke up I told Hermione, "We made a strong friendship. When you think back on my life see me when we were gossiping in my room over the summer and lending shoulders to cry on…not this." She watched me with a hesitant look. "Please." The word escaped my lips and traveled in the quiet room. In a tense moment I waited to see what she would do. I felt relief when she timidly nodded her head yes.
"To everyone I know, keep up your work on fighting evil and Voldemort." The room gasped as I said his name for the first time. 'Now I have no reason to fear him. I have one foot in the grave and the other is about to join in.' "And lastly to Harry. You tried to save me from darkness and you almost did. I tried to fight by myself but am once again under its control."
"Is that all Ms. Weasley?" asked Scrimgeour.
To exhausted from all of the effort it was taking to keep myself from breaking down I feebly nodded once. He started to instruct everyone behind the glass on the procedure that was happening to me.
"First we will inject her with the liquid in the red needle. This liquid will numb Ms. Weasley and calm her so much that she wont be able to fight back." Every head turned to the table next to me where the red needle laid. "Then the clear needle will be injected in her other arm. This needle holds a potion we have created that will make her feel immense pain for the last second of her life. It will be so painful that the second will feel like ages. This potion will only take effect when the last needle is used. The black needle's fluid will stop her heart."
I hyperventilated as the red needle was stuck in my arm. Yelping in pain I watched as the first step towards my death occurred. My fists, which had been clenched, fell limply at my sides; the places where my restraints were digging into my skin seemed to disappear since I could no longer feel them; my swallowing became impossible as my tongue became a useless object in my mouth. As I panicked on the inside, I appeared to be relaxed to everyone else.
Next was the clear needle. It seemed to have done nothing until the black needle was inserted.
I felt a pain so unreal I cannot describe it. I open my mouth to scream but my heart has stopped and I am dead.
