Harry Potter and the SCP Foundation

The Funeral Of Albus Dumbledore

The day of Dumbledore's funeral came by quickly, Harry had dressed himself in a pair of smart black robes with the Hogwarts crest on the front, it was a sad day for all of the students, professors and other people that Dumbledore had played an important role in their lives.

All lessons were suspended, all examinations postponed. Some students
were hurried away from Hogwarts by their parents over the next couple of
days - the Patil twins were gone before breakfast on the morning following
Dumbledore's death and Zacharias Smith was escorted from the castle by his haughty-looking father. Seamus Finnigan, on the other hand, refused point-blank to accompany his mother home; they had a shouting match in the

Entrance Hall which was resolved when she agreed that he could remain
behind for the funeral. She had difficulty in finding a bed in Hogsmeade,

Seamus told Harry and Ron, that wizards and witches were pouring into the village, preparing to pay their last respects to Durnbledore.

Some excitement was caused among the younger students, who had never
seen it before, when a powder-blue carriage the size of a house, pulled by a
dozen giant winged palo-minos, came soaring out of the sky in the late
afternoon before the funeral and landed on the edge of the Forest. Harry
watched from a window as a gigantic and handsome olive-skinned, black-
haired woman descended the carriage steps and threw herself into the
waiting Hagrid's arms. Meanwhile a delegation of Ministry officials,

including the Minister for Magic himself, was being accommodated within the castle. Harry was diligently avoiding contact with any of them; he
was sure that, sooner or later, he would be asked again to account for
Dumbledore's last excursion from Hogwarts.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were spending all of their time together.
The beautiful weather seemed to mock them; Harry could imagine how it
would have been if Durnbledore had not died, and they had had this time
together at the very end of the year, Ginny's examinations finished, the
pressure of homework lifted, giving them a chance to spend a bit more time together despite the somber era they were heading for.

They visited the hospital wing twice a day: Neville had been discharged,
but Bill remained under Madam Pomfrey's care. His scars were as bad as
ever; in truth, he now bore a distinct resemblance to Mad-Eye Moody,
though thankfully with both eyes and legs, but in personality he seemed jusi
the same as ever. All that appeared to have changed was that he now had a
great liking for very rare steaks.

"so eet ees lucky 'e is marrying me," said Fleur happily, plumping up
Bill's pillows, "because ze British overcook their meat, I 'ave always said
this."

"I suppose I'm just going to have to accept that he really is going to marry
her," sighed Ginny later that evening, as she, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat
beside the open window of the Gryffindor common room, looking out over the twilight grounds,

"She's not that bad," said Harry. 'Ugly, though,' he added hastily, as Ginny

raised her eyebrows, and she let out a reluctant giggle. "Well, I suppose if Mum can stand it, I can."

"Anyone else we know died?' Ron asked Hermione, who was perusing the Evening Prophet.

Hermione winced at the forced toughness in his voice.

'No,' she said reprovingly, folding up ihe newspaper. "They're still looking for Snape, but no sign."

"Of course there isn't," said Harry, who became angry every time the subject cropped up. They won't find Snape till they find Voldemort, and seeing as they've never managed to do that in all this time."

"I'm going to go to bed,' yawned Ginny. "I haven't been sleeping that well
since ... well ... I could do with some sleep."

She kissed Harry, which caused Ron to look away pointedly, waved at the other two and departed for the girls' dormitories.