Please review! I'd like to have a review before I post another chapter so I know I don't totally suck at this.
Oh, and I changed it up a lot, because I was trying not to plagiarize or anything.
But I don't own the half the ideas in the story, or the characters, or whatever. I give credit where credit is due, and half of this story is JK Rowling's.
Just so that's clear.
Anyway, like in the real book there aren't any big long details because I've never been good at that.
-Kiaralilly
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I was slammed into the mass of bodies: they yelled and pushed me farther into the crowd. Trying to protect me, I supposed. Like I was an innocent child whom had gotten mixed up in a terrible war.
I wasn't sure what was going on, and I wasn't sure who was around me. I was seeing…without really seeing. My brain wasn't registering the fact they were there.
My mother's hands grabbed me and pulled me toward her…but the whole time this was happening (about ten seconds), I was trying to catch a glimpse of my savior.
Although I knew it was crazy…impossible…I could have sworn it was Harry who had stunned the big Death Eater and saved my life. But he was dead.
Or was he?
As if answering my unspoken question in my head, someone screamed at the top of their lungs, "HARRY! HE'S ALIVE!"
But maybe the person hadn't yelled loud enough, because only the people closest to us swiveled around to see what was going on. Sure enough, Harry was standing in the front of the hall, wand at ready, glaring at Voldemort.
Then it happened very quickly (or maybe very slowly, but my mind wasn't working right).
The whole room silence, realizing what was going on. With a flick of his wand, Harry cast a shield charm across the hall, making the wizards in the front stumble a few steps back and crash into the people behind them.
They were talking…lips were moving…Voldemort was sneering…Harry looked triumphant…there were bangs…and lights…and…
My mind spun as Voldemort collapsed to the ground, eyes wide with surprise. I felt like I could collapse. I was confused, shocked, tired, scared…
And then I was knocked from side to side as people rushed to Harry. Hermione and Ron were the first to him, hugging him and patting him on the back, as the others followed very closely behind. I was one of the last people to reach him, since my legs were stiff and my mind was still swirling.
When he spotted me, he pulled me swiftly to his chest and kept one arm tightly around me. I had no objection to the sudden movement, and made no move to break away until the crowd around him had dissolved. Then, smiling apologetically, let go of me and motioned for Ron and Hermione to follow him. I watched, confused, as he left the Great Hall.
And as I was sitting in the Grand Hall, my head leaned on my mother's shoulder, I slowly began to figure things out. And several things came to me at once.
First, I was relieved that Harry was alive.
Second, I was completely traumatized by what had happened just an hour ago.
And, Third, I had realized…
Well, maybe it's something better off not stated.
Well, sorry it's kinda short. But I really am NOT good at details, and that's all I wanted to say.
Plus, Cliff Hangers are fun. It makes people more eager to read the next chapter. SUSPENCE. A writer's greatest weapon! Besides the computer/ paper and pencil, of course!
-Kiaralilly