Undying Devotion: A Weasley Love Story.

Chapter 58: More Death.

**Charlie’s POV**

I stand beside mum as the barrier between us the Death Eaters crumble at our feet. Their snide smiles only enrage us more. Fear hasn’t been an option. Panic consumes us yet we still manage to hold them off a bit longer in hope that Harry will find a solution. But alas, here we are awaiting the massacre.

As the last shard of hope falls at our feet, they charge and the battle begins. I engage two hooded men after saving a young girls life, her sister’s mangled body motivates me to avenger her. The young girl flees as one the killer’s falls to the floor. The second vanishes before my eyes.

I reach down to see the first year girl. I check her pulse, or lack thereof. My heart aches for her. Maybe it’s the thought of losing Allura, but I can’t leave her there. I gently pick her up and run frantically to the deserted Great Hall. It is being used as Triage Center.

Madame Pomfrey quickly comes to look at the damage. I just shake my head as I am unable to speak. I watch her bite her lip and grab a sheet. She gently places it over her. I gently put the girl in a corner before returning to battle.

I run out, sweat running down my forehead. My stomach churns when I see my brother being held back as he screams for someone. My eyes divert down to an unconscious Guinevere. Fenrir Greyback is sensually running his nose down her throat.

“I told you I would get you.” He whispers menacingly. He opens his mouth showing rotted yet sharp teeth and clasps his lips around her throat, ready to rip it apart. I yell the first thing that comes to mind and not one, but two green lights hit him in the back. Both George and I kill him.

While George is side tracked saving Fred, I can’t help but to turn to Guin. I check her pulse. She is breathing. Relief washes over me. Next thing I know Fred is kneeled down beside me.

“She’s ok.” I tell him. I can tell he feels the same sense of relief.

“I’ll go take her to Madame Pomfrey.” He tells me. Jealousy burns in my chest and I want to scream at him. I want to say that she was mine but in truth she wasn’t. She wasn’t even mine first. Needless to say, I let it go. Fred carries her out of site into the Great Hall leaving me with the most hopeless, depressed mind set.

** Guinevere’s POV**

My head is spinning and everything is cloudy. “Are you ok?” I hear Fred say. I turn to face him and just like that I zone back in. I am in the Great Hall among the many wounded and dead. My stomach turns as I walk out with Fred. He tries to redirect my attention, but the horror that surrounds me will never allow me to unsee it.

Once we get outside, the scene is worse. Young children are trapped under rubble and many of our own lie dead. The floors are littered with blood speckles and everything seems bleak. Well, for me.

“I love you, Guinevere. Be safe.” Fred tells me before darting off to help some first year battle a death eater.

I turn my head to see the most horrific sight.

“Charlie!” I scream in anguish. “Charlie!” I yell again. Dad wraps his arms around me. Through my blurred vision I see Charlie running to me. He pushes my hair out of my face.

“What’s wrong?” He asks quickly. I can no longer talk. I point up. My father and children are encased in a barrier, beaten to near death. Jacob isn’t moving at all.

I clutch my chest helplessly as I watch them tortured.

The next event happens so fast. Fred and George dart halfway up the stairs where they confront the death eater who somehow kidnapped my children. They duel and Fred eventually over powers the death eater. He manages to get the triplets out of the barrier and sends them down to another red headed figure. I squint trying to make out his face. But he soon does not matter because one of the death eaters manages to make the wall collapse on both him and Fred, killing them both instantly. But Fred wasn’t alone. Allura was curled in his arms.

Pain erupts in my chest. Pain I have never felt before.