A/N: This is my first story and I'm very excited! By the way since it's my first story it also means I am very bad with grammar. Sorry, I'm still trying my best though!

War… is brutal… cruel… terrifying… and painful in more ways than one. That is what I remember. That is what I learned. The battle against Voldemort may have been won, but the war was far from over. That night, that battle, we lost many… family, friends, and my best friend, the boy who lived. I should have known he was going to die along with Voldemort. 'Neither shall live while the other survives.' The prophecy said. I should have done something, but there was nothing I could do. I still remember that day.

*BATTLE OF HOGWARTS*

I ran through the crowd of death eaters and Hogwarts students fighting and searching for my friends, if they were still alive. I ducked and weaved, shooting spells at any death eater I saw, and getting hit with some myself. I was tired, cut, bruised, and in pain from it all, but I ignored it and kept running. 'Constant vigilance' I repeated in my head. I kept fighting and searching until I saw something that made my blood run cold.

Harry and Voldemort were right smack in the middle of the raging war, fighting for blood and death. I made my way to the middle and watched as they both screamed a different spell toward each other; "Avada Kedavra!" came Voldemort's cold voice the same time Harry said, "Expelliarmus!"

All of a sudden everything was a blinding red and green light before it returned back to normal.

"NO!" I screamed as I ran to them, the dead form of Voldemort, and the dying form of Harry James Potter.

"Harry!" I screamed as I ran to him, "Harry, please be okay. Please!" I took out my wand to try and help him in any way, but his hand stopped me before I could do anything.

" 'Mione, there's nothing you can do. I defeated him. It's going to be alright." He spoke weakly as his eyes were getting heavier and heavier.

"Harry, you can't die on me! Think about Ron! Think about Ginny! You love each other! You're supposed to stay together! You promised her! Not just her, everyone!" I said, tears streaming down my face.

"I know, but my time has come and I have to go."

"HARRY!" Ginny screamed from close by before she was there right beside Harry and me.

"Ginny." Harry smiled weakly, "it's all right."

"No it's not! Hermione's right! You can't just leave me! What am I going to do without you by my side in the war?" Ginny was sobbing so hard that I could barely make out her heartbroken words.

"It should be over. Voldemort, he's gone." Harry said with weak confusion.

"He is, but his death eaters disappeared the moment you defeated him. They won't give up. This was only the first battle with many to come." Ron said coming over to kneel beside his best friend like the rest of us, tears flowing down his face.

I've never seen Harry look so defeated and tired.

"There's nothing I can do now, it's up to you. All of you." Harry said in a raspy voice, it was close to his end.

"Harry." Ginny said, her sobs sounding so painful it hurt to hear it.

"Ginny, I love you. Always have and always will. I'll wait for you to come, even if it takes forever. We will meet again, don't forget…" Harry said with his last breath as his eyes closed for good.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"Hermione!" Luna said in a sharp voice, breaking me out of my little reverie. I gave my head a quick shake and looked at her. According to her annoyed expression she's been calling my name for a while now.

"What?" I said.

"We're here." Luna no longer had that dreamy voice that used to annoy me; she no longer talked about the silly, made up creatures. Instead it was replaced with a stranger's voice that sounded guarded, and full of hidden pain, but that's just war.

I nodded and got out of the car with my trusty old beaded bag, and walked to the hill. I stood there and Luna came to stand by my side, like always, and I started to get lost in my thoughts once again.

After the battle, and all the surviving death eaters disappeared without a trace, and we found out who all died. Molly and Arthur Weasley died fighting Bellatrix, Arthur shielding his wife from the horrible woman, and Molly trying to avenge her husband, but was too weak from grief to fight well enough to defeat her and died beside her love. Remus and Tonks died in the same position, but from fighting Dolohov. Fred died in his twin's arms after a fatal explosion happened where he was standing. Colin Creevey died pushing a surprised 6th year girl out of the way of a killing curse, who never new until that day his love for her.

There are more, but all those deaths were painful for her to remember. After Harry died we had a small funeral for him and the rest who died in the war, but we still didn't have enough time to grieve. Death eaters were on the move, spreading the war to the whole wizarding world until all was in ruins, where no one was safe.

The order of the Phoenix stayed strong, collecting more members, and fighting against the death eaters every day. Luna and I became friends ever since we both survived a mission we were assigned. We've been together ever since. Ginny died on the first mission, and we were sad but happy she was with her Harry once more.

It was after the 5th battle that everyone started to change. Like many others Luna and I changed, but not like them. We may fight, but we remember why we fought, for our loved ones who were still alive and a better future. They all fought for revenge and blood, and to this day I wonder if they are any better than the death eaters. Then I remember that they still fight for the light, brutally, but still.

Recently, Luna and I found out some surprising news. It came in a letter telling us of Greek gods and their half-god children. Apparently, we were one of them, and were invited to a camp called Camp Half-Blood to train to protect ourselves, though I doubt we needed it.

We showed the order and refused when they said we should go. I was surprised that they would believe the letter so quickly until they checked it with a very useful spell to tell whether it was meant for evil purposes. We kept on refusing when they told us to go, and was hurt they wanted us gone so badly, but when I voiced my thoughts they just laughed.

" 'Mione, we just think it would be best for you to take a break." Ron said smiling at me, well trying to, it's like no one knew how to smile anymore, even myself.

"But we want to fight!" I protested. I may not be full of blood lust, but no way was I going to leave them to fight while I took a vacation. Luna nodded vigorously by my side in agreement.

" 'Mione," He sighed, "you two deserve this. You two have gone on every mission that has been assigned and lived. We didn't know how to reward you so this is how we will." He walked up to me and gave me a hug.

We finally gave in after that. On one condition though, they had warn us if any battles were about to begin, and if anyone died. They may have changed, but they were still the same people we love and care about, and we knew it was the same for them. I once again awoke from my thoughts when Luna spoke.

"Ready?" she asked softly. I nodded my head and we started up the hill.

Yay! done with first chapter! I didn't really like it, but I hope I'll get the hang of it soon. I'm still not really sure about the story and want to know if you think I should continue it. If you think I should continue then I want at least 5 reviews! Once I get 5 reviews I'll start the next chapter and update as soon as possible! Flames are welcome, and laughed at!

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