Harry shook his head though, "No. No, not foolish. Colin was muggleborn - his entire survival depended on us winning this battle. I can’t blame him for wanting to fight," they watched as Oliver hauled Colin over his shoulder, "So many people died. So many children. Remus, Tonks, Fred, Lavender, Colin, you - over fifty of our people in total, and just as many of theirs," he fell silent, watching himself reappear to Neville, listening as he passed the metaphorical baton onto him, finding his replacement to ensure that Voldemort was ended for good. When the other Harry covered his head with the cloak, they followed him again.