The screams of those being tortured were loud, and the pops of curses and charms were thrown every which way. It was terrifying to see the large giants, the spiders, and the Death Eaters murdering proffesers and students left and right. This was the battle that would determine the fate of the Wizarding World.

Students cried as they fought for their school, and it was terrifying to see the school turning to rubble and the bodies that lay strewn under the rubble and across the once cheerful courtyards and the pavement that they once walked on eager to learn about their futures.

You ran hard and fast, ignoring the pain from falling and being hit with spells from Death Eaters. You ran violently to help the other students at Hogwarts and your chest was tight in your chest and you prayed that those who you loved would survive to see the sunrise in the morning as fire surrounded the place.