Here I am again ... this time with something, in my opinion, melancholy. I just happened upon some guesswork about the Seventh Harry Potter on the internet and who's going to die in it ... and the evidence is overwhelming.
In my opinion, the most sensible theory is the so-called "checkerboard theory". Anyone who knows them, and should now be offended or angry that I use them for a FF, I would like to apologize ...
The only reason I even wanted to write this is because this theory is that my all-time favorite chara is dying ... and that's kind of a warning of what could happen (could, but doesn't have to, and me I really hope that doesn't happen!)
Well, have fun reading it, and please don't hit me if you don't like it, I wrote this FF in a state of mental derangement due to grief.
Here we go...

He should have seen it coming.Harry should have known since his first year at school.
Well, he knew that one day he would have to face Lord Voldemort again in one last, great battle. And in the last few years he became more and more aware that those close to him, who loved him, were in great danger ... and in some cases even died for him to live. Who gave their lives so that he could fulfill his mission.
First his father. He stood up to Voldemort to protect Lily and Harry.
As a result, his mother also died. And through her death, which she had died out of love for him, she gave him a protection that was even stronger than any magic that Voldemort could master.
The next to die was Cedric.
He had to die because he wanted to share the victory with him.
And yet, as the first victim of the newly-made Voldemort, he had lost a lot more than just victory ... his life.
A year later, Sirius slipped over into the realm of the dead while trying to save Harry's life.He died at the hand of his own cousin Belatrix ... Belatrix, who Harry hated profoundly because of this act. Belatrix, who killed Sirius for protecting Harry.
It was hard for him to come to terms with his godfather's death, and he still hadn't quite gotten over it. When Dumbledore had also been killed by Snape, it seemed to Harry that he had lost not his headmaster, but rather his grandfather, whom he had never had.
Yes, Dumbledore was killed ... and only because he trusted. He had to die because he had made the big mistake of always thinking the best of everyone.

When Dumbedore was gone, Lord Voldemort's reign of terror began.
It had claimed many victims, but the resistance, led by the Order of the Phoenix, persisted. And Harry, now 17, has been accepted as a full member of the Order of the Phoenix.
The school served as the headquarters of the resistance, from where everything was directed.There were no more classes, or at least not classes that were designed for ZAG results.
The magic schools of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had been merged, the "lessons" took place together. The pupils up to the fifth grade were trained in strong, defensive magic, from the sixth grade on the offensive was added.
Hogwarts was also no longer home to very many students. Few came, most of them wanted to stay with their families in case something happened.
Even those who were still attending Hogwarts did not necessarily have to take part in the training. Many chose to help by doing various things for the Order and thus for the Resistance, such as preparing for the last great battle. They helped grow medicinal plants (under the expert guidance of Neville, as Professor Sprout was ambushed and killed by some Death Eaters last summer).Others made sure that everything was ready in case of an emergency to treat any injured persons, and so the hospital wing was prepared for every possible incident.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione also didn't take part in the "class". Well, Harry would give a few hours of practice on Dementor attacks every now and then, and Ron often did theory classes on animagy. Since he had found out that his rat Scabies was really the person Harry's parents had betrayed, he had figured out all sorts of things about animagics to tell at first sight whether an animagus was good or bad in case of danger.
Hermione had overturned her plans to be an Auror and decided to join Madam Pomfrey's apprenticeship as a mediwitch to help her friends if needed.
And it was often necessary, because Harry and Ron had started looking for the other Horcruxes and had found them. But that often meant that they had to take serious injuries, and especially Ron had managed to injure himself so badly that Hermione would not wipe his side for weeks, as even Madam Pomfrey was not sure whether he was injured would survive.But Ron survived.
Harry had barely seen the two of them in those weeks as he was too busy trying to solve the Voldemort puzzle.
Lo and behold, he had made it.

And now he was in the last stand, the last fight that would decide, between life and death, Voldemort or Harry. And many, very many had fallen on the way to that moment.
And suddenly Harry remembered the big, bewitched game of chess that Ron had led him and Hermione through in their first year ...
At that time it was the case that Ron, who of the three of them could actually play the best chess, did not take on the role of the king, but the role of the knight. Springer means "Knight" in English, and thus he saw himself as a fighter, a warrior for the king.
Hermione, who could always think straight and directly, he used as a tower. This suited her way of thinking, her way of straight and straightforward thinking.
And he let Harry play as a runner. Although he was very close to the king, he went crooked ways to achieve his goal.And then the game began ...

White moved first, and put a white pawn in front. This was Wormtail, which was sent by its king to regain power.
To be sure that this huge game of chess works just like real magic chess, Ron let a pawn move. If one interpreted him as Cedric, he was later hit and killed by Wormtail.
The game went on, the next moves were planned, drawn, and the white queen beat the other black knight. Belatrix killed Sirius ...
And yet it went on. Many pieces were defeated, piling up on both sides of the playing field.
The war had started and the victims were many.
But black did not give up, and Ron finally saw a way to checkmate the white king. He had to sacrifice himself to be beaten by the white queen, Belatrix ...

A groan ripped Harry out of his thoughts. Ron, whose head was in Hermione's lap, opened his mouth slightly to say something again.He had made a tough job of Belatrix, but even Hermione could no longer heal his wounds.
He was lying there with some blood gleaming from under his fiery red hair. With an effort he began to speak ...
"Harry. It's all about you. Not me, not Hermione, just YOU !!!"
And while Hermione sealed Ron's lips forever, saying goodbye to him with one last, affectionate kiss, Harry thought again of his best friend's last words before he was hit by the white queen ...

END - at least from this one-shot

So, that's it ... I just want to say at this point that this FF was quite good from the basic idea, but I totally messed it up ... the only part that is really important is the last one that was not intended Part.
To be honest, I cried while writing because I absolutely can't stand the fact that Ron is dying ... if you disagree ... well, everyone's theirs.
Incidentally, I would like to ask you to leave me a few clerks so that I know whether you like it, and how you find this theory (which, by the way, did not come from me ...), and whether you think it is probable .. .Well, one reads at some point, bye your chilli