Visionary of the Wizarding World

As I look at my family, with glimmering tears in my eyes I grasp for the hand I longed for most. He took my hand and we scooted closer together, wanting to feel the warmth of each other's company as our last moments alive we wished to spend together. Blaise smiled with grief as a tear escaped my eyes. We glanced at one another then turned to the line of death eaters. As they lined us up to finish us off, we gripped onto one another tightly. They all raised their wands high and I shrieked into Blaise's arm, terrified at the thought of death. He held me in a close hug and I squeezed my eyes shut, preparing for my last moments alive.