"Ugh, that pathetic arse! I wish I had never met him!" I yelled angrily, from the roof of the Astronomy Tower. I hated him, hated him with every fibre of my being. I used my wand to conjure up some balloons with his face on, as well as a bunch of darts, and threw the darts at the balloons. Each time one popped, it emitted a dying scream, which helped me feel a little bit better. But not much.
"Stupid Black, with his stupid ways, and his stupidly stupid face," I muttered. I Vanished the remaining balloons, my anger now replaced with a cold sadness. As much as I told everyone I was over him, and that I didn't care what he did... or who he did... I still had feelings for him. And he just went around screwing every girl he could get his hands on. Shows you how much he cared.
While I was thinking, I noticed someone run out of the Forbidden Forest. And another someone. And a few more. Squinting to see better, I noticed they were hooded. And really pale. It confused me, until I heard a shrill scream from within the castle, and saw the multi-coloured flashes of light.
"Death Eaters! Death Eaters are attacking Hogwarts!" Peeves yelled, flying past as I reached the Great Hall. I had to find my friends. Professor Sprout was ushering frightened first years into an empty classroom and began Apparating them out of the castle. I guess that meant Dumbledore had lifted the Anti-Apparating Jinx that surrounded Hogwarts Grounds.
"Pitch! There you are! We were worried sick!" Lily exclaimed. She looked kind of funny cursing Death Eaters in her pyjamas, but I made no comment.
"Stupefy!" Rita yelled, Stunning an advancing Death Eater. Even though the mousy girl wasn't that good in Defence Against the Dark Arts, you could see she was trying her best. I joined the three Miscreants, and started blasting You-Know-Who's followers left, right, and centre. But there were just so many, and I could feel myself tiring with each spell I casted. That was when the bright green flash of light hit Rita square in the chest.
Time seemed to slow down as she fell to the ground, the life fading from her eyes instantly. I vaguely remember hearing Artemis cry out, but it was muffled and distant. A battle was going on around me, but I could only stand and stare at my fallen friend. Then I started shaking her lifeless form. It was a pointless exercise, I know, but I couldn't believe she was gone. I wouldn't. And then I felt a white-hot anger flare in my chest.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" I screamed, standing up and cursing the nearest Death Eater. I was furious. How dare they murder someone so sweet, so innocent? How dare they take a life that wasn't theirs to take? How dare they?!
I blasted one Death Eater after another, using every legal curse and spell I knew. Some were burned. Others were Stunned. One guy was tap-dancing uncontrollably. All because, in my fury, I targeted anyone in a mask, with the first spell that appeared in my head.
When the Death Eaters started to draw back, I thought the fight was over, until I heard the voice that boomed across the Hogwarts grounds. The voice that belonged to You-Know-Who himself.
"You have all fought bravely, and it is a shame to have lost so many brave witches and wizards. But no more magical blood needs to be spilled today. Headmaster Albus Dumbledore and Minister Millicent Bagnold, all you need to do to resolve this conflict is to succumb to my power, and I will prevent my Death Eaters from taking any more innocent lives. So bury your dead, tend to your wounded, and make up your mind. Send your headmaster to the edge of the Forbidden Forest to surrender. You have until noon to decide," the Dark Lord spoke.
"Pitch," Lily said, her voice filled with sorrow. I turned, and saw her kneeling on the floor next to Rita's body. I fell to my knees beside them, and I broke down. Every tear, every emotion I'd held in, all of that was released, like a dam breaking.
"Rita," I moaned, hugging her corpse to my chest, cradling her in my arms, willing her to wake up.
"Pitch, we have to put her with the others," Lily told me, putting her hand on my shoulder. Making no attempt to hide my tears, I carried Rita's body to the Hospital wing. There were bodies in the beds, and on the floor, and there was barely any space to put down my mousy friend. But as I put her down, a flash of gold caught my eye. Gold rims of thin wire glasses. Glasses that belonged to a friend.
I followed the other Marauders to the hospital wing after the You-Know-Who broadcast. We wanted to see if we'd lost anyone important (a.k.a, if Lily, Rita, Artemis or, as much as Sirius won't admit it, Pitch had been killed).
As we walked in, I saw Lily crying next to Rita's lifeless body. Peter started sniffling, before bursting into tears. Shame, he'd really liked her. James rushed over to comfort Lily, And I started to scan for Artemis, or Pitch.
I noticed Pitch immediately by her messy black hair. She looked awful. Her shirt was singed and torn, and her body shook with sobs as she knelt next to someone. My heart filled with dread, and I rushed over.
My worst fears were confirmed when I saw her, staring with empty eyes at the ceiling. She was gone.
Artemis was gone.