She is in Another Place

They fought. Back and forth their wands flicked and flicked and flicked at each other. Her body ached. Her head pounded like a drum. She had no idea how much longer she would be able to stand up to him. They fired one more time. A bright flash of light blinded her. She heard screams. One was Voldemort's. The other's…was hers.

The pain filtered into her brain, filling her eyes more a new kind of white light. She was dead. The pain was far too painful for her not to be dead. The floor beneath her vanished. Her body fell. Images paraded across her mind. All the memories, good and bad, came back to her. Is this is? Am I really dying? My life…it's passing right before my eyes.

The times she spent with her family came first. She saw herself being put in that cupboard. Being pushed around by her family and everything that had happened to her. Even the day that Dobby first came to her. Then she saw her arrive at Hogwarts, getting her housing picked, making her friends. Things had turned out all right, at least for a little while. Now she wasn't so sure. She tried to figure out how dying would exactly feel.

Would it be like she's seen on cartoons? You float up to Heaven, be judged, then get grated a halo and wings or be sent to Hell. Okay, so that might be a long stretch of actually dying. But who really knew? No one knew for sure what happened to a person's mind or soul when they died. For all humanity did know it really did happen like it did in cartoons. Or maybe it was more like what people talk about in their own experiences.

She thought about those. Some say they entered into a dark, cold area, where nothing was around them. Others said they felt warmth and even saw angels. One account she had heard the person was led out into a body of water then plunged into it and woke up in the hospital. She just didn't know. She didn't even know what she should be feeling like. Should she be scared? Should she be sad? Happy? Should she feel anything at all? She thought for a moment and found that she didn't really feel anything.

Curling up, she closed her eyes. Her body felt odd. So much so she had no words to describe how she actually felt.

"There, there," a voice said. "You're going to be all right now."

Her ear twitched. Looking up she still saw a bunch of white light but also a dark figure of someone. They were standing in front of the light. More pain filtered into her body. It burned.

"I know this might hurt, but I have to clean your wounds so they don't get infected," the voice said.

She winced from pain. Her side was blazing like an inferno. She wanted to die, if she wasn't already.

"Sorry about that." The voice became clearer. It started to sound like a man's voice to her.

Her vision cleared. The person the voice belonged to leaned closer to her. His eyes were the first thing she noticed. They were a strange steel color. The most beautiful steel she had ever seen. She blinked. His hat became clear to her. It was white with black spots all over it. Then his goatee and his sideburns appeared. It confused her. No one ever wore sideburns. Who was this guy? She tried to stand up, but something was odd. Her body didn't feel normal. It didn't move like it should.

"You just rest," he said. "You're safe here."

She laid back down. A cover appeared over her body as her eyelids started falling closed. Wherever she was, she knew it wasn't at Hogwarts or earth.