Marching through the corridors she saw Hogwarts had already descended into a frenzy. McGonagall was walking around, giving instructions. Students were running down hallways. Some had luggage packed and were leaving. Several professors were casting protective wards. The stone soldiers on the outside were reactivated. She had that sinking feeling again, just like the night before the Battle of Hogwarts. Waiting on the edge of a battle was always the worst. Wondering what was going to happen. How bad was it going to be?