The Promises Beyond The Thunderstorm by MadameCissy

Author:MadameCissy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Hermione G., Hurt-Comfort, Bellatrix L., Completed, Hermione G./Bellatrix L., Romance, Harry Potter, FanFiction
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Published: 2009-08-13T16:00:00+00:00

15. The Battle of Hogwarts II

It is important to fight, and fight again, and keep fighting,

for only then can evil be kept at bay,

though never quite eradicated.

(Albus Dumbledore)

Change your thoughts and you change your world.

(Norman Vincent Peale)

* * *

Everybody had gathered in the Great Hall after Voldemort had spoken to them again. An everlasting echo of his message still lingered on. Bellatrix stood in the shadows while silent tears slid down her cheeks as she saw the Weasley family gather around the dead body of Fred who had been killed in battle. He lay still and pale on the ground. They wept angry tears in their sorrow.

All the dead bodies lay side by side and were surrounded by mourners who cried their painful tears. There were more than fifty bodies lying next to each other. Many of them held their wands in her folded hands. All were soulless, with their eyes closed and lay underneath the enchanted ceiling in which no more stars sparkled. Silence and tears from their loves ones were their only company.

Beside Fred lay the soulless bodies of Tonks and Remus. Their faces were pale and their eyes closed. They would never see the star riddled skies they loved so much again. Bellatrix's heart had shattered in her chest as she looked at their faces through the crowd. She did not dare come closer. She couldn't. The pain and the grief were just too much. Inside her anger boiled to the surface as the desperate cries of sorrow and sadness from the other people in the Hall found their way into her ears. Her beautiful niece lay beside the man she loved the most. Forever joined in death they would be. Bellatrix angrily wiped the tears of her face as her eyes wandered around the Hall and saw the sadness and despair. Voldemort had murdered the only people she ever loved, the only people that had ever loved her in return. This had to stop. Someday, sometime, this had to stop.

She could see Hermione cry uncontrollably with Ron's arm safely wrapped around her. Hermione's tears were flowing endlessly. As were her own. She had been unable to catch Hermione's eye yet she could not walk over to her either. But she wanted to touch her, hold her. Brush those brown curls out of her eyes and try to whisper to her that it would be all right.

No one here really knew who she was and this moment wasn't right for it to be known. Not now and maybe not ever. All Bellatrix could do was sit in silence and watch as the young witch suffered the loss of her friend. Seeing Hermione cry broke her heart. Hermione's bushy hair was bewildered, her clothes torn and wrecked. Her face covered in burns, bruises and filth. Her loyal wand lay in her lap. And when she eventually lifted up her head to look Bellatrix's way, the dark witched had crawled further into the shadows and cradled herself, carrying her grief and loss in silence and loneliness.

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