She clutched her cramping side as she ran past where Fred and Percy Weasley were in a fierce duel with Pius Thicknesse. Fred’s laughter rang through the halls at something Percy had said when a blast from outside the castle cut it short. She turned towards the sound just in to see as Fred, his red hair still visible, was buried under a wall that had collapsed inward. Hermione’s eyes widened in horror as she looked down at the freckled face of Fred, the laugh lines still etched in his face, but his hazel eyes were lifeless.