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Life Must Go On: Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: 1998, May 2nd pt 4




Ron

We stood in an embrace for a long time. I didn’t want to let go of her. I didn’t want to lose anymore. I was so tired of losing. In that moment I made a promise to myself; I wasn’t going to lose anymore. Memories replayed in my head; when Harry appeared to be dead, Neville’s defiance against voldemorte, Harry’s victory, visiting Dumbledore’s office; Harry disposing the Elder wand, returning to the hall seeing Fred’s body, and everyone else who fought. I tried to push them out of my mind but they always found their way back. “I’m sorry” Hermione mumbled into my shoulder. “What for?”
“Fred” She replied with a sigh.
“It’s okay don’t...”
“It’s not okay.”
“I know, you’re right, but there’s nothing we can do. It’s done. He’s gone” My voice because more stern as I continued.
“I know but I’m sorry” She cried a little more.”I’m sorry”. We stood in a silent embrace until she whispered. “I’m sorry about Fred, Remus, Alastor, Tonks, they’re gone.”
“I know. And I’m sorry too” She looked up at me “You lost them too”.

Padma

I walked around in the Great hall trying to find Parvati. I asked the few people I knew if they had seen her. No-one had. The last person to have seen her was Zach Smith, only it was hours ago during the battle while she was with lavender. I started to fear the worst. My gut told me something was wrong but I couldn’t decide just how bad this feeling was. I’d asked almost everyone and I didn’t know what else to do. I stood in the middle of the hall with a thousand thoughts running through my mind; Where was she? Was she ok? Was she alive? Was she dead? Was she hurt?  What happened to her?
“Padme. Padma. PADMA!” I turned towards the muffled call. I saw Anthony walking towards me. His mouth was moving but I was so dazed I couldn’t hear a word of what he was saying. “Hey! Are you ok”?
Eventually I heard his voice. I nodded. “Have you seen Hannah or madam Pomfrey?” I shook my head. “If you see them can you tell them I’m looking for them please?” I nodded. He turned to walk away, froze and turned back around. I think I was still slightly in a daze. Anthony tilted his head down and studied me. “Are you sure you’re ok?”
I shook my head and said “Yes” simultaneously. Immediately I’d realised what I’d done and aimed to correct myself. “No. I mean yes. Yes I’m ok”.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I can’t find my sister.”
“When did you last see her?”
“Hours ago. I asked around no one has seen her. I don’t know where she is.”
“Ok just stay here. This is where she’ll come. If you don’t find her in an hour let me know. I’ll keep an eye out for her.”
“Thanks Tony”.
He gave me a small smile and moved through the crowds away from me.
I found an empty seat and waited.


Anthony

When I called her she didn’t even respond, she had seemed so dazed. I felt bad leaving her but I had to find Hannah. There was a fourth year Ravenclaw who had her leg trapped under some rubble and I had no idea how to help her. All I knew was that it was a bad idea to lift the stones and move her. I had to find Hannah and a healer; someone who could actually help.

Hannah

“Hannah!” Someone shouted from the crowds. I spun around searching for the owner of the voice.
Ant came bounding towards me and started rambling really fast.”...and she’s hurt badly. Her head was hit too. I haven’t moved her because of the rubble but she’s hurting really bad and you need to find someone to help her fast. I think she’s lost a lot of blood.”
“Ok stay calm. Where is she? Is anyone with her?
“She’s near the main staircase and no. She’s been there for almost 10 minutes now. We need to hurry.”
“Ok you go back make sure she’s sort of comfortable and if you can get her to lie down or lean back in a resting position ok. I’ll be there as soon as I can with a healer.”
Ant ran off as I ran in the other direction to find a healer. Luckily I found one fast tending to minor injuries.
“I’m sorry to interrupt but there’s someone with a trapped leg, they might be bleeding and may have a concussion, I’m not sure but...”
“Where are they?”
“Near the main staircase”
“Ok let’s go” He stood up immediately as he softly explained to the patient he had to tend to someone else, “will you be ok?” he asked his patient. The patient nodded in reply. With that affirmation the healer made large strides across the hall towards the exit.


Bill
Mom Couldn't stop crying since she saw Fred's lifeless body. Me; I couldn't stop looking at Fred and then George and back again. My eyes flitted back and forth, again and again. Tears were dripping down his face never stopping until they hit the floor. I couldn't stop looking at George. I would never see George and Fred together again. They were inseparable. They would never play a prank together. They would never share a joke or make a pun together.  'Together' in their vocabulary vanished when Fred's life did. George looked almost as lifeless as Fred. His face pale, his breathing slow and subtle. His eyes just glazed and staring at Fred unblinking. If it weren't for the tears...
I sat a few yards away from George on the bench. Mum was crying by Fred's feet. Dad was kneeling just behind her with his head bowed and with a hand placed on mum's shoulder.
Fleur came and sat beside me sliding an arm around my waist giving me a squeeze. I placed my hand on top of hers and squeezed back. She placed her head on my shoulder and we sat in silence. I still couldn't believe Fred was gone; Fred and George had so many dreams, so much to look forward to. The emotion of shock didn't leave room for crying. Half of me felt like I should set off fireworks to celebrate Voldemorts death; It's something Fred and George would have done  but I feel guilty even thinking that. I felt like I should have been crying; every member of my family had. Should I cry? To release the sadness, that feeling of a great loss? Would that release make me feel like I've finally said goodbye and make me forget about him? Did not crying make me look like I didn't care. That I didn't feel his loss? I'd never felt so lost. I'd never felt so detached from my emotions. I didn't know how to feel. I felt almost numb. I stopped thinking about my feeling and quietly mourned my brother in the few moments I actually had left with him; well, with his body. I remembered the many many memories I shared with him and reminisced about the past.
So I've introduced a new, but still original character: Anthony (C) J.K.Rowling.
He was sorted into Ravenclaw, he is a prefect, in the same year as Harry and his last name is Goldstein.
His back story will be developed/revealed in later chapters and he will appear later!

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