Thursday, November 27, 2008

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forehead with the back of his hand. He looked like an old man. Then he set off on the steps again into the darkness to recover more bodies.
he must. Harry moved toward Neville, who was bending over another body.
   Harry took one glance back at the entrance of the Great Hall. People were moving around, trying to comfort each other, drinking, kneeling beside the dead, but he could not see any of the people he loved, no hint of Hermione, Ron, Ginny, or any of the other Weasleys, no Luna. He felt he would have given all the time remaining to him for just one last look at them; but then, would he ever have the strength to stop looking? It was better like this.

   He moved down the steps and out into the darkness. It was nearly four in the morning, and the deathly stillness of the grounds felt as though they were holding their breath, waiting to see whether he could do what
"Neville."

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