Out of the Shadows [Book Three]

Chapter Twenty-One:

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Chapter Twenty-One:

The Great Hall was packed with people, many sitting off to the side and waiting to be healed, many crying over the casualties and though I wanted to; I found it difficult to cry over people I barely knew.  I liked Remus, I truly did, but I would not cry.  I would simply get revenge.

I could assume, by how cold Remus had been when I touched him that he died relatively early in the battle, probably during his first or second duel with a Death Eater and while I wasn't sure if he had fought anyone else, I knew he fought Dolohov.  

Dolohov, Alecto Carrow.  Umbridge. 

I couldn't be bothered with the last one on the list, for right now she was the least of my worries but I could go out there and hunt down the other two and kill them in the most merciliess way I knew how to.  That's exactly what I would do, as well, as soon as I found Neville and made sure he was all right. 

I moved around the Hall but stopped once I came across the girl who I'd saved towards the beginning of the battle.  She'd been helped by Madam Pomfrey and in fact seemed perfectly healthy but she was still frozen; muttering the counter-spell, I watched her come back to life.  She seemed rather surprised as she sat up quickly and took a quick look at herself, her clothes were still covered in her own blood, enough for her to know she should be dead but somehow wasn't. 

I continued on, noticing a few more people that I hadn't used the Suspended Animation spell on were frozen as well, letting me know that other people had remembered to use it in dire circumstances.  I went by, using the reanimation spell on each one and kept moving.  Where was Neville?  Ginny had said he was okay but I couldn't see him anywhere in the Great Hall and I knew that was where everyone was gathered. 

I let my legs lead me out of the Great Hall and moved outside so as to get a good look around Hogwarts grounds for fear that he was out here, injured somewhere, with nobody to help him. 

I saw a few people still moving about and it took me a few minutes more to find Neville with Dean Thomas, helping to carry the dead back to the Great Hall.  With a great sigh of relief, I left him to keep on with that despite the fact that I desperately wanted to talk to him but as long as I knew he was all right, then I could be happy with that, I didn't want to distract him from his job for now. 

So, with the knowledge that Harry, Ginny and Neville were fine, even though I was missing Collin and Remus in that group, and even though I had no idea where Draco Malfoy was so I could check on him (I assumed he'd be in the Death Eater camp), I made my way towards the Forbidden Forest with one thought on my mind. 

Revenge. 

Revenge for Remus Lupin, Collin Creevey and Fred Weasley. 

I would not sit around being good little Amy Potter, not when they were winning, not when they had killed people I actually cared about.  My group of friends and family were so small as it was and now it had practically been cut in half by the Dark Lords army and I was tired of sitting around, waiting for something to happen. 

I wasn't sad little Amy who promised to be good, not anymore, perhaps not ever again. 

I could do what I did best while still remaining on the good side, I realized that as I saw how many Death Eater's lay dead on castle grounds.  I could still kill, and be good.  I would do it too.  I promised to seek retribution for my friends, my family, and I would not stop until I'd gotten it.