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hp_misfitfics2007-11-02 11:16 pm
Green Light
Rating: R
Warnings: War and a personal ode to a lovely tv-show :D
Summary: Colin Creevy's final hour...
Pairing: Implied Ron/Harry
Author's Notes:Much thanks to Hedwig's Bane for beta-ing.
“I want to fight!”
“No, Creevy! You’re too young. That’s my final word! Now go!”
Dammit! It’s war and I wanna join the older students. But what can I do?
Slughorn keeps a close eye on me. I feel my heart pounding in my throat. I’m scared to death. Where’s Dennis?
“Where’s my little brother, Professor?”
“He’s safe in Hogsmeade. Hurry up, Creevy. The Death Eaters have entered the castle.”
My God. They’re inside. I’ve never seen a Death Eater before. I wish I had my camera with me.
“Hurry up, Cree…”
An explosion! My head hurts like hell. The Professor is unconscious. I have to run, but where to go? Where’s my wand? There it is. Oh my, they’re coming my way. I have to hide.
“Crucio!”
Aaaaaah! Let the pain stop. I can’t hold on any longer. I have to aim my wand before he kills me.
“Stupefy!”
Yes, I hit him. Have to run, have to run! There’s a door. I made it.
Why are they doing this? All because of Harry Potter? Where is he? I miss him. I hope I can tell him one day how much I love him. He’s with that ginger guy, but I will show him how much I care. Then he will forget the redhead and he’ll kiss me and …
Ooh my, it’s a werewolf. He breaks the door. Have to Stun him. I can smell his breath. It’s horrible. Aaah, my wand. He hits me hard in my face. I feel blood gushing from my mouth. There’s a secret passage. Have to reach it. No! He grabs me. Aaah, my ribs!
“Stupefy!”
“Creevy, you’re alright?”
“Yeah…thanks Hannah. You Stunned him?”
“Yes. Come on. You aren’t supposed to be here.”
“Look, Hannah. Is that Stan Shunpike?”
We’re safe now. He’s been my sister Callisto’s friend for years. I have to call him.
“Stan, over here!”
“Colin, no!”
“Avada Kedavra!”
What is that green li...?
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So sad to be there for Colin's passing, but it was wonderful to see him being so brave. I've always had a soft spot for him.
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Thanks for your comment :D
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