Harry made his way towards the castle with Hermione, Ron, and Luna trailing behind him. He looked around and saw the destruction Voldemort's followers had cost. Parts of the castle had collapsed, his comrades surrounded by the bodies of the fallen, both from the light and the dark. Harry's pace quickened, he couldn't bare to see the corpses, some were merely students.
They made a beeline for the Great Hall where everyone sought refuge. The dead covered by white cloths were separated from the living. The cloths were only partially covering the dead, the upper portion folded towards their torsos to show their faces. As they passed the dead, Harry couldn't help but look out for those he would know amongst them.
A couple, a man with sandy blond hair and a woman with dirty bubbl
