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I wake up. The bed is wet, I've been crying in my sleep again. My nightmares seem to be getting worse as time wears on. Hermione sits up in bed next to me. "Are you ok?" She asks, "You were crying last night."  "I had some nasty dreams." "You dreamt about his death, didn't you? Amy, there was nothing you could have done." She says. "Your wrong. I was right there in that room, if I had killed Draco my father would still be alive. It was Draco or my father, and I chose Draco." I choke. I know I'm in danger of crying. "You chose not to kill, and your father wouldn't have wanted you to kill Draco for him. Amy, I know you know that. Also, your not the killing type, you wouldn't have killed him." I would, if I had known what was coming next.


We both get ready, having a proper bathroom helps. I have a shower and do my teeth than meet the others outside the great hall. "Ready?" McGonagall asks. We all nod. There's a possibility we won't survive, and we all knew that when we joined. We walk to the gates of Hogwarts in silence. There's nothing to say, nothing to prepare ourselves with. We open the gates, and together we hold hands, smile and appariate.


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