Minerva was jogging up some stairs with Seamus when a voice sent them skidding to a stop. It was Voldemort's voice.

"You have fought, valiantly. Lord Voldemort knows how to value bravery. Yet you have sustained heavy losses. If you continue to resist me you will all die, one by one. I do not wish this to happen. Every drop of magical blood is spilled is a loss and a waste. Lord Voldemort is merciful. I command my forces to retreat, immediately. You have one hour. Dispose of your dead with dignity. treat your injured.

"I speak now, Harry Potter, directly to you."

Minerva's heart sank. This couldn't be good.

"You have permitted your friends to die for you rather than face me yourself, I shall wait for one hour in the Forbidden Forest. If, at the end of that hour, you have not given yourself up, then battle recommences." This time, I shall enter the fray myself, Harry Potter, and I shall punish every last man, woman and child who has tried to conceal you from me. One hour."

Minerva moaned.

Seamus' head snapped to look at her. "What? What's wrong?"

"If I know Potter, he'll take those words to heart and go give himself up."

Minerva sighed. "Let's go to the great hall."

They walked side by side in silence.

They arrived in the great hall. Seamus moved over to his friend Thomas.

Minerva looked at all the Bodies that were on the floor.

She saw Fred Weasley which hit her hard. She saw Remus and Nymphadora lying peacefully, beside each other. Minerva turned away not bearing to look at the other bodies, tears burning in her eyes.

"Minerva.." Pomona walked up and hugged her friend.

They sat down together.

Then Minerva saw Potter, Granger and Weasley come in.

Granger and Weasley went immediately to the Weasley family but Potter stayed where he was.

Minerva watched his eyes wander to Remus and Nymphadora's bodies.

She saw pain flash in his eyes. Then he reeled backwards, turned, and ran from the Great Hall.

"No..." Minerva started to get up but Pomona pulled her down.

"Pomona, stop. He's going to You-know-who, I just know it!"

"Minerva relax he turned right which is away from the Forbidden Forest." She said.

Minerva relaxed a bit.

She got up but Pomona tugged at her sleeve. "Don't worry, I'm not going after Potter." She assured her friend.

She walked towards the Weasley family but changed course thinking that she should let them be.

She saw Lavender Brown being treated by Poppy. Her wounds seemed quite severe.

Minerva turned and sat down on a bench. She saw that Pomona was talking to Filius who had a few cuts but otherwise looked fine.

Seamus walked up and sat down next to her.

"You fought well Finnigan." She said without looking at him.

"Hmm." Was his reply.

She turned to look at him. "Ate you alright? You're not injured are you?" She looked him up and down. He still had gouges on his face from the school years detentions and recent gashes on his face and ripped robes.

"I'm fine." He said.

"You should go to Madam Pomfrey after she's seen to Brown.

"She can look after those who really need it." He answered curtly.

"Don't be stupid Finnigan!" She snapped.

Seamus looked at her in surprise.

"I'll take you to see her Finnigan." Minerva said.

"No need Professor," He muttered.

"I will. Because I know if I don't you won't go to see her."

Finnigan shrugged.

Minerva saw Oliver Wood come in with a small body draped over his shoulders.

"Oh no..." She moaned. "Not Creevey..."

Seamus was staring at Creevey's body with sadness.

"I told him to go! But he came back... he came back to fight..." Tears stung her eyes and she stared at the ceiling.

"It wasn't you fault Professor..." Said Seamus softly.

Minerva drew in a breath.

"I'm... scared. Waiting. Who knows what will happen next. Potter's disappeared. And You-know-who is waiting in the forbidden forest." Minerva confessed.

Seamus nodded. "We're all anxious. And so many people have been injured and died..." He trailed off.

The third time that night, the high, cold, clear voice rang through the castle and its grounds.

"Harry Potter is dead."

No.

Minerva didn't believe it. This was just a plan to make them all feel like they've lost or...

"He was killed as he ran away, trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him."

Minerva was getting angry now at Voldemort telling all these lies. She felt Seamus move restlessly beside her.

"We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone."

Now Minerva was confused. Body? if they really do have his body then...

But Voldemort wasn't done speaking.

"The battle is won. You have lost half your fighters. My death eaters outnumber you and the Boy Who Lived is finished. There must be no more war. Anyone who continues to resist, man, woman or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle now, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live, and be forgiven and you will join me in the new world we shall build together."

Minerva jumped to her feet and sprinted towards the front doors, people thundering behind her.

She had to see if it was true. She had to see if Potter was really dead. She just couldn't, wouldn't believe it.

She pushed open the doors.

There, was Voldemort, and Hundreds of death eaters behind him.

Then she spotted Hagrid. he was holding... Harry Potter.

"NO!"

The scream was out of her before you realized she'd done it. But she didn't care. She saw Harry's body in Hagrids arms.

She heard Bellatrix laughing nearby but she felt strangely disconnected.

"No!"

"No!"

"Harry! HARRY!"

Minerva heard the screams of his friends and then all the survivors were screaming and yelling at the Death Eaters until-

"SILENCE!" There was a great bang and everyone was forced to be silent.

"It is over! Set him down, Hagrid, at my feet, where he belongs!"

"You see? Harry Potter is dead! Do you understand now deluded ones? He was nothing, ever, but a boy who relied on others to sacrifice themselves for him!"

"He beat you!" she heard Weasley shout, then everyone was shouting again until a second, more powerful bang extinguished their voices.

"He was killed while trying to sneak out of the castle grounds. Killed while trying to save himself-"

Voldemort broke off as someone broke free of the crowd.

Minerva recognised Neville Longbottom as he was disarmed.

Minerva shook her head over and over.

"And who is this? Who has volunteered to demonstrate what happens to those who continue to fight hen the battle is lost?"

Bellatrix gave a delighted laugh.

"It is Neville Longbottom, my Lord! The boy who has been giving the Carrows so much trouble! The son of the Aurors, remember?"

"Ah, yes, I remember. But you are a pure-blood, aren't you my brave boy?"

"So what if I am?"

There's a time and place to act brave and courageous but now not it! He's going to get himself killed, the poor boy!

"You show spirit, and bravery, and you come of nable stock. You will make a very valuble Death Eater. We need your kind, Neville Longbottom."

What an idiot! He actually think's he'll be able to recruit Longbottom! Minerva was still schocked about Harry's death but that didn't stop the flow of thoughts that were flowing through her head.

"I'll join you when hell freezes over. Dumbledore's Army!" He shouted. He was answered by a cheer that the silencing charms could not hold.

"Very well,if that is your choice Longbottom then we revert to the original plan."

Minerva closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to see what happened next.

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