"No!" someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!"

And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.

The world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms? Harry's mind was in a free fall, spinning out of control, unable to grasp the impossibility, because Fred Weasley could not be dead, the evidence of all his senses must be lying.

"Get down!" Harry shouted, as more curses flew through the night, but Percy still lay across Fred's lifeless body, shielding it from further harm. "Percy, come on, we've got to move!"

"Percy!" Harry saw tears streaking Ron's grim coated face. "Percy, you can't do anything for him! We're going to-"

Hermione screamed, and Harry , turning, did not need to ask why. A monstrous spider tried to climb through a hole in the wall: One of Aragog's decedents had joined the fight.

"Let's move, NOW!" Harry called to the others.

Pushing the others in front of him with Ron, Harry stooped to seize Fred's deceased body under the armpits. Percy, realizing what Harry was trying to do, stopped clinging to the intimate Fred and helped; together, crouching low to avoid curses flying at them from the grounds, they hauled the lost Weasley twin out of the way.

"Here," said Harry, not able to look upon the breathless body of Fred a second longer than he had to.

A/N~ In case you haven't noticed, this chapter is taken strait from the Deathly Hallows, with a few changes in wording so it's not copyrighted. This chapter was strictly catch up, so you could better understand the FanFic.***I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE WRITING ABOVE!!!! I DID NOT KILL FRED!!!! IT BELONGS TO JK ROWLING!!!!***