The Final

Chapter Nineteen

The rubble gets pushed off of us. I notices Fred's breaths are short and raspy.

"Come on Fred," I say. I'm on the verge of tears. "We're going to get through this. You and me. Till the end."

He lightly places a hand on my cheek.

"I love you, C," he mutters.

"I love you too," I cry. His hand falls and his body goes limp.

Fred stops breathing. I check to see his pulse, but there is none. I start crying harder and let out a scream.

Vines break through the cobblestone path and attack the Death Eaters. I can barely hear anything and only see white.

"C," I hear. "Please stop."

I gain control of my gift and stop. Luna helps me up and some people pick up Fred.

"We're moving him to the Great Hall," Luna states. "I think you should go."

I follow the group and meet up with the other Weasleys. I see Lupin and Tonks' body's on the ground. I start crying harder than before. Harry comes over with a small bundle.

"What do you have?" I ask him. I hear a tiny wail.

"Your baby sister," he informs me. I take her out of Harry's arms.

"How?"

"I came across them. Both were...um...dead. But I saw her just laying there."

George walks over. His eyes are puffy and red. He just lost the other part of him, so I don't blame him. Harry excuses himself and leave.

"You want me to take her somewhere safe?" He asks.

"I wouldn't..."

"I'll be fine, C," he promises me.

"Are you sure?"

He nods his head and grab my baby sister and Apperate. I sit on one of the tables and Neville sits by me.

"Loose a couple, gain about half it," I mumble.

"I know how you feel," he states.

"Your parents?"

He nods his head. I honestly think Neville got it worse. His parents were driven crazy and he had to grow up with his grandmother.

"She won't make it out alive," I promise him.

"Who?"

"Bellatrix. And I hope she suffers too."

He starts smile. Luna walks by and wave at Neville.

"I ship it," I inform him. A letter drops on my lap and I open it.

Dear C,
The Hunters and I have made it safely back to America. I wanted to thank you. If you're ever tired of your life but still want to stop evil, please contact me. We will go from there.
Sincerely,
Thalia Grace

I shove it in my pocket. I might take her up on that deal. Let's see how this war plays out.