Hogwarts stood tall on the horizon, a single speck of resilience against the broad horizon. Swarms of Death Eaters covering miles ahead of the castle, all people gathered to watch the great walls fall and even help it happen. People who had been within the halls, who had lived there for years and spent their childhood in the classrooms, all seeking the place broken into nothingness.
As they began to fight through the halls, spells flying all directions, people on both sides began to fall. Bodies dropping to the hard stone floors, bodies flying into the ancient walls, bodies falling out of the windows of floors so high you couldn't even see them land. Flashes of green hitting students square in the chest. Ringing hung in my ears, drowning out the words being screamed from every direction; smoke clinging to every inch of my body, stabbing at my eyes making them cloud with tears. Every time I saw a body with ginger hair made my heart leap to my throat, but it wasn't him, it couldn't be. I could feel it. He was still out there.
I saw him after what felt like forever. Fred was stood on the other side of the hall, flinging spells with such violence it was scary even to someone who knew him. I began trying to get closer to him, a pull almost like gravity pulling me closer to him. Percy's voice sounded with words that I couldn't hear as I got ever closer, Fred's laugh echoing from him, a laugh that couldn't help but draw a smile from me as I heard it, only he could find something to laugh at in the middle of a battle, it cut off.
I was 2 feet away from him.
The wall engulfed him.
A moment later I was crushed alongside him.
Hands reaching towards where I had last seen him.
His heart beating in time with my own.
Slowing.
Slower.
Stopped.