Molly Weasley was lying across her son Fred's chest.

He was dead.

She was sobbing while her husband Arthur stroked her hair.

Her son... she could not even describe the grief she felt right now.

And George. They did everything together. It would be losing a part of him.

She clutched Fred to her but knew he was far away.

Why did he have to die?

He wasn't supposed to die...

He shouldn't have died... he brought all the laughs to their family along with George.

Now he was gone... and not coming back.

"Harry Potter is dead."

Molly's head snapped up, her face glazed with tears. But it wasn't possible. Harry was not dead. She could not bear to lose another son. Though Harry was not blood related to them, she considered him her own son.

"He was killed as he ran away, trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him."

Molly wouldn't believe it. Harry was brave, and noble... he would never run away.

"We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone. The battle is won. You have lost half your fighters. My death eaters outnumber you and the Boy Who Lived is finished. There must be no more war. Anyone who continues to resist, man, woman or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle now, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live, and be forgiven and you will join me in the new world we shall build together."

No. Harry couldn't be dead. He was the one to save them... she wouldn't believe it until she saw it.

She noticed Minerva sprinting out of the hall and followed her.

Her breath caught in her chest.

There was Harry's body. Twigs in his hair and his robes ripped.


Molly heard Minerva's scream.

She couldn't make another sound.

It was like losing another son.

Tears poured from her eyes down her cheeks.

She felt Arthur beside her, holding her close.



"Harry! HARRY!"

She heard others around yelling but didn't have the strength to join.

Molly didn't take in a word anyone was saying.

She saw the Neville boy catch flame then slice of the great snakes head and that's when everything hit her.

She was jostled into the great hall.

She watched her husband and Percy fighting.

She watched Hermione, Ginny, and Luna fighting Bellatrix.

She watched in Horror as a killing curse missed Ginny by an inch.

She ran at Bellatrix freeing her arms.


Bellatrix laughed, but she would show her... she would show them all that if they ever touched her children again, including Harry, they would be have to deal with her.

She shot as many curses at Bellatrix as she could but she deflected them and sent some at her.

"What will happen to your children when I've killed you? When Mummy's gone the same way as Freddie?" Taunted Bellatrix.

"You - will - never - touch - our - children - again!" she screamed.

Bellatrix laughed and as she did so, Molly shot a curse that hit Bellatrix straight over the heart.

She toppled, and Voldemort pointed his wand at Molly.

Molly knew she didn't have a chance.

An achingly familiar voice rang out... Harry's voice.

"PROTEGO!" It roared, and Harry Potter pulled off his invisibility cloak.

Molly knew they were saved.

She knew Harry had never left them.

Harry would never leave them.


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