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"What do you mean he left?" I asked, frantic, as I talk to the gargoyle in front of the headmasters office.

"Just that," he replied wearily. "The boy left, muttering something about forest. I don't know. I don't listen to angsty teenage boys."

I turned to Ron, my eyes brimming with tears.

"Ron, he's gone to hand himself over!" I practically scream.

Ron took me in his arms and murmured, "Shh…" as I had only moments ago in the Great Hall.

"We'll get him, Hermione," he murmured softly to me. "We'll get him before he does something stupid."

I pulled away, taking his hand. "C'mon! We have to go! We have to catch him!"

We sprinted out down the hall, took a sharp left, and ran down the marble staircase and out the oak front doors, into the cool May night air.

Panting, I looked around, desperate to find him.

"What if he's got the Invisibility Cloak?" I asked Ron as I squinted in the darkness, hoping for some shadow of a figure that might look like Harry.

"He probably does," said Ron darkly as he glared into the night.

"Then he'll have gone," I said, defeated. I wanted to sink to the cool grass beneath me and never get up.

And then quiet shuffling made its way to my ears and I lifted my wand and called out, "Who's there?"

"It's Ginny."

My eyes narrowed, I kept my wand aimed at her chest as she came into view.

"I dated Harry last year," Ginny said in a flat voice. "I've been in love with him since I first saw him seven years ago."

I lowered my wand slowly and asked, "What are you doing out here?"

"McGonagall needed help getting the last injured people inside," she explained while Ron took her hand and squeezed it. "I was just over there by a girl. She's terrified and wants to go home."

Her voice trembled. She put her face in her hands and her shoulders shook.

"And I think…I think Harry passed me," she wimpered. "I heard someone walk by me, but I didn't see anyone. I think it was him. Why? Why is he leaving? Where is he going?"

I exchanged a look with Ron, who shook his head.

Putting a hand on Ginny's shoulder, I waited until she looked up and said, "He's handing himself over to Voldemort."

Ginny let out a cry and collapsed. Ron caught her just in time and held her to him. She cried into his shirt and rubbed her back soothingly.

"He'll be okay, Gin," Ron said, triyng to reassure even himself.

I didn't see how. He was going to hand himself over to Voldemort. He was going to kill himself. What had he seen in Snape's memories that made him decide this? How could he do this without us? He needed us. We needed him. It worked both ways and he was gone. Gone to be all "morale fiber" and brave and…and…and stupid! How he could be so stupid?

I was fuming when I saw movement on the edge of the forest. I heard a strange, strangled cry coming from one of them that was walking. It looked like Hagrid. And he was carrying something. Something that was limp.

"Ron…," I whispered, dread filling ever fiber of my being. "Ron, no…."

He looked up and whispered something to Ginny, who looked up, her face stained with tears. She pulled out of Ron's arms slowly, standing a few feet in front of him.

Ron looked at me, his eyes expressing the same fear I felt. I took his hand into mine as we watched the small group troop up the lawn.

No, no, no, no….no, it wasn't Harry. Harry was alive. He was fighting. Somewhere.

Suddenly, the small group that was getting closer and closer to us was no longer small. People began to spread out as they slowed to a stop, Hagrid still in the front with two giants flanking the group.

They began moving again and it was then that I realized more people had emerged from the castle, crowding around us.

I trembled with fear as a horrible scream split the air.

"NO!"

McGonagall shoved her way to the front and stood inches from me.

It was then I saw the glasses on the limp form in Hagrid's air.

The whooshed out of me and my eyesight darkened for a moment.

"No!"

"No!"

"Harry! HARRY!"

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