Hi!

Just a short story about the war and Hermione-Fred.

Hope you like it!

They had fought together side by side for the past week. They were determined to fight, to help and most importantly – to win.

Although they both did not really want the other to fight, there was an unspoken agreement between them both – that they would fight alongside Harry and their friends.

Fred looked around. Dead – all of them – except the most important of them all; Voldemort.

Every Order member seemed to have fought an appropriate one of them. Lupin against Wormtail – once friends, now they hated the sight of each other.

Hermione against Pansy Parkinson – who had ridiculed her through the seven years of Hogwarts.

Ron against Draco Malfoy – two enemies from the first day of school. Him and George against Bellatrix and Narcissa – two sisters against two brothers.

Then there was Harry. Harry against Snape – the death of Dumbledore, the continued hate of each other and his father made this fight as vicious and wild as a tornado, destroying everything in its path.

For the past week numbers on both sides had dwindled. The loss of loved ones – Fleur and Bill, Charlie, Lee Jordan, Neville Longbottom, Professor Sprout and Katie Bell, made the war even harder to bear.

As each day had come and gone, they had become tireder and tireder, the only thing that had kept them going was determination – and hope.