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Right, before I begin I have some good news: I left school and I'm allowed into College! I'm so happy as it's the college of my choice so when college starts, there is a slim chance to remote that I will be updating. I guess...that part is bad news...sorry.
Anyway, on with chapter!
41. The Loss of People and the Miracle
All around me was screams, yells and rubble flying in the air. I ran down the steps of the clock tower, dodging rubble and debris as spells hit them, making them impact and explode. The space that I was positioned at was destroyed as Death Eaters flew in and started to attack, so Shacklebolt ordered me to defend instead in the courtyard. I ran outside and saw huge spiders coming my way, "Reducto!" I shouted, spell after spell shooting out my wand and hitting them directly. Luckily I still had my small bag that was bigger on the inside, so I quickly dug through it and found my own creation of fireworks. I looked over my shoulder to see Death Eaters landing on the ground. Igniting the fuse, I threw the fireworks in their direction. I watched from my hiding spot to see the fireworks explode, making the Death Eaters lose their balance and fall over the bridge into the abyss.
I smirked and took off, shooting more spells at creatures and followers of the Dark Lord. I ran into the school and up the main staircase, hearing screams. I looked as I saw dementors coming towards us. "Expecto Patronum!" I shouted. My patronum shot out and started to attack. I saw another animal – a hare - coming forward and helping out. I looked round and saw Luna standing there with a smile. I nodded to her and our patronums faded slowly as the last of the dementors were defeated.
Luna took off and I was about to take off down the staircase when I heard someone say my name. "Scylla. Stop helping and join us." I turned round and saw the people who were dead to me. The man who killed my brother and the woman who left me alone when I was only a new born.
My parents.
"When, are you going to realise that I despise you? That I will never join you? That you are dead to me!" I shouted.
The woman lifted her head up. "Kester's death was collateral damage. He got in the way."
"Don't you dare say his name!" I shouted. Silence filled the space and gripped my wand tight. "I watched you, shot the Killing Curse straight at Kester and you had no sympathy, no sadness, no mourning, in your eyes. You just whisked away like you always did." I spat at them. "And for that. You will pay." The woman opened her mouth, about to speak but I held my wand up at them and shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" The green and black shot out and hit them both, sending them flying into the air and landing on the ground hard, becoming stiff and cold. I put my wand slowly down by my side and stared ahead, only just realizing what I had done.
"Scy." Someone whispered. I whirled round to see Neville with Ginny.
"I don't care. If I'm sent to Azkaban for that, then I'll welcome it." I said in a monotone voice and walked away to them.
"We won't tell. Since it's a battle, no one will find out." Ginny said. I nodded and she asked, "Did it help?"
I nodded, "Now, Kester is avenged."
They nodded and we started to walk back to the battle when we heard a voice in our heads again. "You have all fought valiantly. But in vain, every drop of magical blood spilt a waste. I therefore command all my forces to retreat. Dispose of your dead with dignity." His voice faded from our minds and felt as though we were being released.
The battling outside fell silent and Neville slowly limped away, heading into the destroyed Great Hall. Ginny and I walked slowly in and was minded the streak of blood on the ground, as though someone had been dragged. The thought made me gag but we kept walking on, seeing students being cared for by the Professors. We saw one student who had died being covered from head to toe by a dirty blanket. A tear slipped out my eye and we looked to our right when George came forward, crying hard. "George? What's wrong?" Ginny asked.
George tried to speak but couldn't as he walked away. Ginny followed him but I took slow steps, dreading it. The still and silent face came into view and one of my hands flew to my mouth. I dropped my wand and it sounded as though it was silencing everyone in the room.
Fred.
Fred looked as though he was dreaming and smiling at it. I ran to him and crouched beside him. "No!" I shouted. Bill tried to make me stand up but I broke free. "No! Leave me alone!" Molly gave him a look and he obeyed, taking a step back. I barely stroked Fred's face and let out a sob, wanting, praying, that he would open his eyes and sit up, playing a mean and horrible joke on us. It felt like hours that I sat there, stroking his hair and crying silently.
"Voldemort is coming." A voice said, sounding like Professor McGonagall. People slowly walked out but I stayed in my spot.
"Scy." George whispered. I simply shook my head and I guessed he had walked away as silence fell.
"You promised. You promised you wouldn't die." I whispered, touching his wedding ring.
"He's keeping it all right." A voice said. I looked up and gasped, stumbling backwards as I saw Kester, Moody, Remus and Tonks and one person I saw in a picture, Godric Gryffindor. They all stood in front of me, but they could be seen through and pale blue and white. They were ghosts.
"Kes." I whispered.
He smirked. "Don't cry you fool."
I let out a choked laugh and slowly stood up. "Godric." I said, addressing him.
He smiled slightly and spoke, his voice sounding deep and rich. "My last line of the blood of Gryffindor. You look so beautiful." I smiled slightly. "What Kester just said is true, Fred here is keeping his promise. His soul is trying hard not to leave his body and move on. He's trying to stay for you." I looked from them back to Fred, then to them again. "We can help. We were all doing one thing before we died. We were using our magic. We have been storing it so we could perform one last spell, we will then move on. But first, you have to help us all first." Godric explained.
I nodded, "Okay." I said simply.
Moody stepped forward and said, "I only want to tell you something. You have been so strong and so brave. I'm not one for sappy moments or nice comments but, you need it. You've been through so much so now we are giving you a miracle." I smiled at him as he smirked. He then held out one of his ghostly hands and kept it there.
Tonks and Remus stepped forward next, "Hey, can you entwine our hands? We want to hold each other, even in death." Remus asked. I looked over in the direction they were looking and saw their lifeless bodies. I walked over and took their hands, placing them together, as they wanted. I walked back over and saw they had done the same as Moody, hands out in front of them and over Moody's.
Kester then came forward. "You were the best thing ever." He whispered. A tear slipped out my eye as he continued on, "I wanted to say the sentence I tried to say but failed as I died. Scylla, I love you, always will. Keep living for me will ya?" I nodded and he smiled, then put his hand out.
Godric finally stepped forward and put his hand out, "I only wanted to see you face-to-face. Now I can live in peace. Now it's time for your miracle." I stepped back as their hands started to glow, then a misty white light trailed out from their hands to Fred's chest. I watched as the light finally stopped and then they all started to fade.
"I watched your wedding Scy. You looked beautiful." Kester said. I choked on a sob as they slowly disappeared and were finally gone. I stood there, still as I stared at the space where they had stood. I then heard a cough and I gasped, running to Fred as he turned on his side.
"Scy?" He mumbled.
I smiled and took his hands, "Yes love? I'm here. I'm here." I whispered.
He sat up and hugged me tight, which I returned, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to leave you. I broke my promise."
I smiled, "Its fine. Your here. It's okay." I simply said, enjoyed the body that I loved and was married to being close to mine.