'Till The End Darling

21. Beginning of the End

Narrators pov:

Y/n felt as though her soul had just been dropped back in to her body. She looked around to see she was in a hospital bed. Which could only mean that last night wasn't a terrible nightmare, it was all real. As she sat up and felt the familiar pain course through her she sighed to herself. It definatley was real. Turning to the side of her bed she saw George sat on a chair fast asleep but his hand placed protectively on her thigh. Cupping her face in her hands she suddenly started to weep. Her body shaking as she released sobs.

"Hey, hey its okay" George said in a sleepy voice.
She removed her hands from her face and looked up to him. His heart ached at the sight of her tired blood shot eyes.

"Can I?" He said gently, as he pointed to the spare space in her bed. She said nothing but nodded up at him.

"It won't hurt you if I hold you right?" He asked, allthough his voice came across strong y/n noticed how it trembled.

"You could never hurt me George" y/n whispered so quietly, it was barely audible. As lightly as he could George climbed into the hospital bed and sat next to her. Gently he pulled her into his chest and held her as she continued to cry.

"I'm sorry" she muttered through tears.

"Youve got nothing to be sorry for" he said as he stroked her hair in an attempt to comfort her.

"Its my fault"

"Dont say that" he put both hands on her face and turnt her so that she was looking at him "dont ever say that"

"I took too long to figure out a way out of his office. I suspected something about him all along but I never did anything. And now Cedrics dead." She harshly wiped the tears of her cheek and winced in pain as she accidently scraped a few cuts on her face.

"Y/n he used the Cruciatus curse on you, yet you broke out of his office managed to run all the way to the maze and back, not to mention you-" he paused and swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat "you threw yourself in front of Harry to save him. And now you're lying in a hospital bed because you pushed youre body too far. You couldn't have done anything more" George pulled her back down to his chest and held her. He never wanted to let go of her again.

"This is just the beginning isn't it?" She said quietly into his chest.

"Hey" Fred said gently, as him, Harry, Ginny,Hermione, and Ron all walked in slowly.

"Harry are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah" he stammered unconvincingly.

"Did they get him? Barty Crouch." Y/n asked.

"Yeah they got him." Fred said awkwardly.

"What is it?" She asked, noticing that they all seemed to know something she didn't.

"He's back y/n." Hermione said placing her hand on to y/ns arm. "You know who. Hes back. And he's the one who...well..."

"Who murdered Cedric" Y/n finished harshly.

"Yes." Harry said "but Fudge is trying to cover it all up. He thinks we're starting a conspiracy and-"

"Thats absurd! A boy has been murdered. A DeathEater tried to kill Harry!" She cried frustratedly.

"We know." Fred said, trying his best to comfort.

Y/n narrowed her eyes. Knowing she wasnt going to like the awnser "So what does this mean for us?"

Harry laughed bitterly "it means the Ministry will do anything to hush it all up. And anyone who says differently to them will be made to look like maniacs. There going to make us all look like we are conspiring against the minister."

"This is ridiculous. Its- its corrupt. There lying to the entire Wizarding World!"

~

The great Hall was solemn. The once vibrant flags had been replaced with dark colours.

"Today we acknowledge a terrible, terrible loss" Dumbledore began.
Y/n held onto Georges hand in an attempt to stay composed, he noticed and pulled her closer to his side giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Cedric Diggory was, as you all know infinitely fair minded, exceptionally kind and a fierce fierce friend. As an attribute to Cedrics memorial I see the only just thing to do is to let you know exactly how he died. The ministry does not wish for me to tell you this, but to not do so I feel would be an insult to Cedrics legacy and memory."

The hall grew dense with grief. Everyone looked to Dumbledore expectantly.

"You see Cedric Diggory was murdered. He was murdered by no other than Lord Voldermort. Now the pain we all feel today, should be a reminder that allthough we may all come from different countries, speak a different tounge, have different ancestors, our hearts beat as one. Henceforth the friendships you have all made this year, will now be more important than ever. Cedric Diggory did not die in vain. You remember that and we will celebrate his kindness,fairness,loyalty and life until the very end."

The hall was silent, everybodys heads hung in despair. Even students who weren't familiar with Cedric felt a hole inside of them. It was unspoken but everyone could feel that this was the beginning of something. Something terrible.