Sarah let go of Freya as Lupin took her. 'Where's Fred? He should be here comforting you.' asked Sirius. A lump stuck in Sarah's throat. 'Fred's...' she managed to get out before the Lump stopped her. She walked over to The Weasley Family, all round Fred's body. George hugged her. 'I'm sorry.' he whispered. 'Not your fault.' said Sarah. She bit her lip as she remembered the way he used to rub her neck, his laugh, his touch, his kiss. 'Come here dearie.' said Mrs Weasley. Sarah hugged her, knowing she must be going through as much pain as she was. Mrs Weasley was the closest thing to a mother she had for a long time. Sarah broke off, reached down, and grasped Fred's hand. Tears poured down her face, but she gave no sign she even knew. Sirius came over, and picked Sarah up. 'I think, we had best leave. Remus want's to talk to you.' he said. Sarah gave a nod. Sirius carried her over. Lupin took Sarah off Sirius and hugged her tightly. 'I should of done something. I could of stopped her, saved her.' whispered Sarah. 'There There.' said Lupin, stroking Sarah's hair. 'It was Freya's choice, like when you jumped in front of Sirius at the Ministry, or when you took the fight for a young girls parents.' he whispered. Sarah went outside for some air. There was a rustle in the trees. Sarah looked, and saw Voldemort, and the Death-Eaters with Hagrid, carrying Harry, who looked to be dead. 'HARRY! NO!' Sarah screamed. Everyone came out, crying and shouting. Sarah clenched her fists, and could take no more. She ran out and tried to hit Voldemort, but was knocked back. 'Is this who I think it is?' asked Voldemort, amused. 'Yeah, what you gonna do about it?' Sarah said.