Hermoine felt her body relax for a moment. The Battle at Hogwarts seemed to be coming to an end. Around her the screams had started to quiet, given way to unwanted silence. Suddenly the popping of someone appartening close, put her back on guard.

"Not getting away Weasly!" The deatheater taunted not far from her.

"Bring it on masked coward!" Fred replied back.

The air around them sizzled with electricity, as the two advanced towards each other. "Ha, you missed." Fred laughed at his opponent. A loud crack came from the wall behind Fred and the ground shook under their feet. "See you in hell." The deatheater laughed.

Hermoine felt her heart stop. The wall was coming down, the deatheater taking Fred with him. "Fred!" She screamed as he turned to see her panicked face. There was no time for him to run. He gave her a crooked smile. No, she would not let him give up. Hermoine closed her eyes, screaming No one last time.

Fred tried to move, but every part of his body ached in utter pain. "Fred! Fred! Can you hear me?" Ron's scared voice shouted at him, shaking his shoulders. The pain came in full force, making Fred wince. "Sorry." Ron took a step back. Fred willed his eyes open to see his little brother standing close. There was a quiet in the air, nothing like just moments ago.

"Fred, do you know where Hermonie is?" Ron came closer again. "We've have been looking everywhere and there's no sign of her." Hermoine, her name made Fred anxious. He closed his eyes trying to relive the moments that lead him to this place.

The deatheater had missed, he was getting ready to fire a return when she had screamed his name. The sound of the cracking wall signaled the deatheater had not missed his target. In a few brief moments Fred had gone from victor to accepting his time had come. He looked over to the bushy hair beauty, his secret. He smiled knowing she would be the last face he would see. Then darkness.

He sat straight up, pushing through the pain. "Fred, Fred." Ron tried unsuccessfully to hold his brother down. The wall had come down, exactly where Fred had previously stood. Somehow he had landed at least 10 feet out of its reach. He took out his wand and reached to the destruction. Quickly he began moving rocks and debris. Moving like his life depended on it. "Fred, what are you doing?" Percy asked, as the rest of the Weasly family had begun to gather. But he didn't answer, he just kept going. Piece after piece he let fly into the air and away from them.

The exhausted red head felt his body giving way. No matter what his body said, he was going to keep going. "Fred, just tell us what is going on." Fred stilled as he felt Harry put his hand to his shoulder. He lifted the last piece and fell to his knees. His head landing in his hands. "Hermonie."