HP-In-Loving-Memory

Molly Weasley shook with adrenaline as she helped Minerva McGonagall carry the body of a girl who couldn't have been more than 18 to the Great Hall. She thinks she recognizes her as an Avery so she might be mistaken as the socks she's wearing indicate that she's a Ravenclaw. They placed the body carefully down on the floor and Molly began to look for her children. Relief washed over her as she saw Bill and Charlie carrying in a body and ginny comforting a terrified-looking older wizard with a rather nasty black eye and a deep gash on his chest. Okay, at least three of her babies are safe. She continues to walk through the Great Hall and nearly runs headlong into Arthur who seems to be doing everything he can to get her to stop walking forward. When she realizes why her heart plummets to her feet. Fred, her Fred, her baby is lying limp and pale normally expressive brown eyes staring at nothing and his mouth stuck in a pale imitation of a smile. Her mind goes into free fall as the