Adele Black: The End

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Adele Black: The End

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I was shocked beyond all belief. Molly Weasley had just killed somebody. To be honest, I always thought that if she was to kill somebody, it would be either Fred or George.

I had to thank her- I would later, I guess- for killing my cousin.

I probably should feel bad that somebody is dead- my blood relative, non-the less, but I don't exactly care.

I'm not the typical person.

I still remember heading towards the Great Hall, I remember only being in there for a good five minutes before we were all brought outside.

In front of me stood Hagrid; he was carrying something in his arms. He was being pulled along by the surviving Death Eaters, and at the front of them all, was Lord Voldemort.

Everybody was standing in a big lump, waiting for the dark side to make their way closer to us. I didn't understand why none of us were fighting- you know, shooting spells at one another. Voldemort was right in front of us. Why the heck couldn't we kill him now? I guess there was an unspoken answer among the crowd, and we all knew that it wasn't our destiny to kill the snake man. It was Harry's.

"HARRY POTTER... IS DEAD!" Voldemort's voice cackled out, his laugh chilling the air with an unusual frost. Shivers ran down my spine; this was the man who caused all of this.

"NO!" Ginny yelled out, her voice unsteady. She tried to run forward to Harry- who I noticed was the limp figure in Hagrid's arms.

It was one of the most heartbreaking sights that I have ever laid my eyes upon; Ginny was being held back by her father and Bill. Tears raced down her face.

Ron, who was holding Hermione's hand, stood next to me. Disbelief was on his face. Tears actually leaked off his cheeks.

Hermione's face was layered with salty tears coming out of her eyes. Her brother- well, not exactly her blood brother, but you know what I mean- was supposedly dead.

I was thankful I couldn't see my face. I knew it was a mess.

I could feel tears racing down my cheeks and going into my mouth, the salty taste stinging my tongue.

"Why do you have to ruin everything?" I exclaimed, my voice deadly calm.

"Ruin everything? I just make it all better!" Voldemort's voice sent shivers down my spine (my body's aching all the time).

I was brave enough to look the sorry excuse for a man in the eye. His red eyes looked directly into my gray eyes.

"You're lying. All you've done is inflict pain on this community."

"Community? Don't you mean... World?" He laughed, as his followers laughed along with him.

"No. I mean community. You might have destroyed this Wizard community. You might have inflicted unknown fear among the Muggle-"

At the word Muggle, the snake man gave a hiss of disgust.

"-World," I continued. "But there is still somewhere you haven't."