What would Harry Potter characters say if you were dying

Luna

    Leaving the castle we all slowly started walking up to the castle. Nobody really said anything. I could hear the whispers everyone was trying to stop me from knowing. The pitiful hope they have for me. Harry saying we could be wrong, that it'd all go away. Seamus sighing into Dean's shoulder because he knew Harry had false hope. There was no other way this could go.

    Luna was leading us, saying she knew the perfect spot for this to go down. As we were walking my legs slowly started to give in to the curse. Ron and Neville came up to me and helped me stay upright, their arms under mine so I could still somewhat walk.

    Harry started to mumble about this spot of Luna's being too far away with my limited time. Everyone shh'ed him as we carried on.He was in a constant switch of dread and anger, he never really knew how to handle his emotions anyway. I could feel the magic move its way further up when we were almost there.  At this point I had lost all feeling in my legs, almost falling onto the rough wood of the bridge.  Ron and Neville having to basically carrying me to Luna's spot.
   
The sun had just started to set as we made it to the top of the hill. I could feel the curse slowly moving through my body as Ron and Neville sat me on a clear patch of grass, helping me lean on an old tree stump with Luna as she sat down beside me. Both her and I looking towards the horizon where the sun just barely started to disappear behind the clouds. The wind gently blowing her hair behind her as we just stared off to the distance .

Hearing whispers from the others as they stand slightly off to the distance. I look over at them to see them all smile at me, some still look hopeful, the others just look sorry. Sorry that this is how I go. Harry still seems to be holding onto hope, Ron rubbing his shoulder as if to calm him. Seamus is still on Dean's shoulder, like he doesn't want to see what is really happening.Hermione is comforting Ginny, who seems like she is going to cry. I don't know how to tell them it's not painful, but rather as if I'm getting ready to fall asleep. Neville shows up in front of me, fixing the collar on my shirt before standing back up. He smiles at me, it's a mix of the others. Hopeful but sorry for me. He turns to Luna and smiles, nodding at her before he walks back to the others. As he makes his way over there, they turn away from us, walking back towards the bridge in agreement. If this is it, Luna should be the one I'm with.

    "I believe it will be quite beautiful." Luna spoke up after a few moments, still looking towards the sunset. The others out of sight, already past the point of return. Her hair now resting calmly on her shoulders as the wind slowed. She moved her hand towards mine and simply laid it on my own like she always did.  I moved my hand to hold hers, squeezing her hand with all my strength. I feel her squeeze back gently, only hard enough to remind me she's still here as I lean my head back towards the stump. As my head suddenly became too heavy to hold up.

Luna looks at me finally, I can't read her anymore. Normally I can at least tell what she's thinking, but not now. Her usual curiousness now replaced with nothingness. She carefully moved my head to lay on her shoulder the rough bark no longer scratching the back of my head. Breathing started to become more difficult as the curse made its way to my lungs, burning as if they were filling with water. That's how Madam Pomfrey said it would happen, first my lungs and then my heart. She tried everything she could at least, there was peace to that. Knowing that this is how it had to be.

"I do hope you aren't scared of this." Luna says while squeezing my hand again, moving to then tracing random shapes on the back of it. "I don't know where you will end up, but I do believe it will be even more beautiful than this." She said in her calming tone, making me believe she really believed it. I know she tries to see the beauty in everything, even in death.

I don't know how it could be more beautiful than this. The sky filled with orange and pink hues depending on where you look. The clouds are barely there, but just enough to shield us from the harmful rays. It was reflecting against the water, almost a perfect image.

"My father would tell stories about death after my Mother passed." She whispered, still sounding like herself. I started coughing when she paused, waiting until I stopped she continued. "He always said it was dark and scary at first, but in reality it held the world's most beautiful souls. That this is where we feel true peace, and we shouldn't be scared, but more rather, intrigued about what is going to come." She laid her head atop of mine, and she started humming. It seemed like a random thing to do, but it was rather calming.

My chest started tightening as the magic made its way to my heart. Every part of me had gone numb, my eyes barely staying open. The sun almost out of the sky now, stars were slowly starting to pop up as light faded.  I can feel all of my strength leaving, fading away as the curse took over my body.

Luna squeezed my hand once again, I could barely feel it at this point. Using her other hand she wiped a fallen tear from my cheek, I hadn't even realized I was crying.

"I'll stay with you."

"Thank you." I said, my voice cracking and breath leaving me. Once again she squeezed my hand. The last thing I heard was her whisper.

"Say hi to my Mother will you?"