Forever And Always | D.M

Chapter 32

As I walked through the courtyard, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. I had been searching for Ginny and the others for what felt like hours, but I had yet to find them. I began to worry that something had happened to them.

Just as I was about to give up hope, I heard a familiar voice calling out my name. It was Ginny! I turned around and saw her and the rest of the group making their way towards me.

Relieved to see them, I ran towards them and we all hugged each other tightly before making our way towards the bridge. As we approached the bridge, we saw Neville running toward us with a group of snatchers in hot pursuit. The bridge began to collapse, and we all yelled out Neville's name in horror, unsure if he had gone down with the rest of the snatchers.

But to our amazement, we saw Neville holding on for dear life and pulling himself up. He looked at us and said, "That went well." We rushed over to help him up and quickly made our way inside.

Harry then approached us and asked if we were okay, and Neville replied, "Never better. I feel like I can spit fire!"

As Neville runs off leaving Ginny and me with Harry. I watched my two best friends, finally share a kiss, I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and satisfaction inside. I had known for months that they both had a crush on each other, but neither was willing to make the first move. So, when they finally found the courage to express their feelings, I couldn't contain my excitement.

As they pulled apart from each other, I gave them both a huge grin and a thumbs up. They blushed and smiled back at me, clearly happy with what had just happened.

But as happy as I was for them, I knew that our time together was limited. We were in the middle of a war against Voldemort and his Death Eaters, and every moment we spent together was precious. So, as soon as they had finished their kiss, I turned on my heel and ran off to join the fight.

The halls were chaotic as I made my way through them, dodging curses and hexes left and right. I could hear the sounds of fighting all around me, and I had no time to waste.

As I rounded a corner, I saw a group of Death Eaters. Without hesitation, I sprinted towards them, wand at the ready. I cast a spell, aiming to disarm them, but they were quick to counter it.

The fighting was intense, but I refused to back down. I had to protect my friends and everyone else. I could feel the sweat pouring down my face as I dodged another curse, but I refused to let it slow me down.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp tug on my arm, and before I knew it, I was pulled into a nearby room. I could see a hooded figure standing in front of me, their face hidden behind a mask. I felt a wave of fear wash over me as I realized that I was alone with this mysterious person.

"I'm sorry," the figure muttered before I could even ask for what. Without warning, they cast a spell at me. I felt a sharp pain in my head, and my vision went blurry.

"What did you do?" I yelled, my voice shaking with panic. But it was too late. The figure had already disapparated, leaving me alone in the room, confused and frightened.

I stumbled out of the room and into the chaos of the battle. I could see people fighting all around me, and I knew that I had to find my friends. I started running towards the direction of the Great Hall, hoping to find them there.

As I ran, I could feel my mind racing with questions. Who was that person? What did they do to me? And why did they apologize? I knew that I had to find answers to these questions, but for now, my priority was to find my friends.

Finally, I saw Ginny appear at my side, her eyes filled with sorrow.

"Sofia," she said softly, pulling me into a hug. "I'm so sorry."

Confused and scared, I looked to her for an explanation. Ginny took my hand and led me through the wreckage of the castle, past the fallen statues and the broken walls.

As we entered the Great Hall, my heart sank as I saw Draco, lying motionless on the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized that he was gone, along with so many others who had fought bravely in the battle.

Ginny held me close as we mourned together, remembering those we had lost and vowing to honor their memory in the days to come.

Molly gently rubs my back and I feel a sense of comfort wash over me. Even though I know the pain will never fully go away, having these two incredible women by my side makes it a little easier to bear.

•••

As I slowly opened my eyes, I could feel a sharp pain in my head, and my vision was blurry. I tried to sit up quickly, but my body felt weak, and I couldn't move. Panic set in as I looked around the room, and I saw Ginny and the others by my side.

"What happened? Is the war still happening?" I asked, trying to remember the last thing I could recall.

Harry reached out and held my hand, and I could feel a sense of calm wash over me. "It's finally over, Sofia. We won," he said softly.

I let out a sigh of relief, feeling grateful to be alive and surrounded by my friends. Hermione then explained to me how they had found me passed out in a room, and they had immediately taken me to Madam Pomfrey.

As I listened to their story, my memories began to resurface. I recalled the confrontation with the two Death Eaters before I was abruptly dragged into a room where a hooded figure stood before me, their face obscured by a mask. An apology was offered, yet before I had the chance to ask why, they cast a spell at me without warning.

My heart racing, I stumbled out of the room to find chaos all around me. Adrenaline surged through my veins as I knew I had to locate my friends. Taking a steadying breath, I started running towards the Great Hall, fervently praying that I would find them there.

When I saw Ginny standing beside me, her eyes full of grief, it all suddenly made sense. I recalled seeing Draco lying lifeless on the ground.

I can't stop the tears from falling as I look up at my friends, my voice trembling as I ask them if they can go get Fred before I go see Draco one last time. But they all looked at me in confusion, not understanding. Then, as the sadness spreads across my face, they realize that something isn't right.

I ask them what's wrong, but nobody knows how to break the news to me. They finally tell me that Fred didn't make it. He was gone. And as for Draco, they don't know where he is.

But I saw his body, I saw him lying there on the ground. How could they not know where he is?

I start to panic, my breathing becoming shallow and labored. How is this possible? I don't think I can handle both Draco and Fred being gone.
Ginny rushes to my side, holding my hand and trying to calm me down. She agrees with me that I saw Draco's body and that he's still where I last saw him, but then Hermione pulls her aside and whispers something to her.

I can feel the panic rising within me again as I watch them talking in hushed tones. What's going on? I need to know. Finally, Hermione tells me that she thinks someone obliviated me.

I can't believe it. How could someone do that to me? I can't remember much after I saw Draco's body, but then again I can't tell what's real and what's not. It's all a blur. But I know one thing for sure - I need to find out what really happened. And with my friends by my side, I know we'll get to the bottom of this.

As I lay there, recovering, I knew that life would never be the same again. The war had changed us all, and we would never be able to go back to the way things used to be. But I also knew that we had each other, and together, we could face anything that came our way.