So I thought of this 'idea' after seeing Final destination 5 in 3D with my mum a while ago in the summer holidays. I came home, went on FF and started to read some fan fictions when BAM! It just hit me…what if Death had decided to claim some lives in the Harry Potter universe?
So carefully, I'm currently writing the deaths. Many are gruesome, some…not so much. Each chapter will surface around the death of a character you like. And guess what? The main characters are Draco and Hermione!
Ron won't be as much as an ass as he was in 'But I'm a cheerleader?' but having a Weasley temper, you never know.
I hope you all Enjoy this story, it won't be finished by the end of November at the latest, but enjoy!
DISLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. IT ALL BELONGS TO JK ROWLING. I DON'T OWN FINAL DESTINATION EITHER.
So here it goes!
Death didn't like to be cheated. Not in the muggle world, and certainly not in the wizarding world.
So as the students of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry boarded the Hogwarts express on Platform Nine and Three Quarters, they didn't expect that, for some, it would be their last.
Hermione Granger stood alongside her best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, each clutching the handle to their trunks.
"It's gonna be a great year, this time round! Our last!" Ron said, excitably. Harry grinned at them and walked towards an open door on the train.
Hermione was happy that she was going to finish her last year at Hogwarts. Those hard years of studying would soon pay off and she was planning on becoming an Auror like Ron and Harry would hope to be, and maybe, work in the Department of magical law enforcement at the ministry.
But as the bushy haired know-it-all stepped onto the steps that lead inside the train, she got a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach: a nauseous feeling that engulfed her entirely. A sudden gust of cold wind blew past her, and her big brown eyes were directed to the steam of the train that rose into the air- almost in an eerie manner.
"Hermione, hurry up!" Ginny called from one of the open train doors, she ushered Hermione over, who was still staring at the train smoke.
Something felt wrong.
Very wrong indeed.
Harry, Ron and Hermione walked past compartments full of students, some older than others and some playing exploding snap or gobstones- either way there weren't many empty compartments, as it was- there were 3 compartments at the front of the train that were completely empty.
"Let's sit here- everywhere else is full" Said Harry, as he slid open the door, and took a seat near the window.
But Hermione looked distant- she kept staring at the smoke that passed the train as it pulled out of the station. Parents waved to their children, with smiles on their faces.
"Hey, are you okay?" Harry asked. Hermione snapped out of her distant gaze.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine, Harry." she smiled reassuringly.
"Oh- well, you seemed a little…distant" Ron replied, before shoving another chocolate frog in his mouth. "We'll be at Hogwarts within no time" he grinned.
Time went by faster than she expected. Minutes turned into hours- and soon the train was no more than 2 hours from Hogwarts castle. The sky began to darken, but not entirely- so you could still call it the evening in daylight.
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" The elderly woman pushing the sweets cart wheeled past the compartment where the golden trio were sitting in, Ron's face snapped up, while Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron's foolish behaviour, and Harry searched his pockets for any loose change.
"Two pumpkin pasties, please" said Ron "And 6 chocolate frogs, 3 liquorish wands, 2 packs of droobles and…"
"Weasley, how big IS that trap of yours?" Snapped a familiar blond at the end of the train hallway, approaching the cart. "A bottle of pumpkin juice, if you will" He nodded at the elderly lady who took his change and handed him the bottled drink.
Hermione walked out of the compartment at that exact moment and exchanged glances with Malfoy, who didn't insult her- but nodded curtly. "I suggest you tame your Weasel, Granger. If he eats any more he'd probably explode" he grinned, turned and walked back towards his compartment.
"…oh, where was i? Ah yes…two packs of droobles and-"
"Oh Ron!" Hermione complained, handed the lady two sickles and took a bottle of water and a liquorish wand before turning around and going back into the compartment.
The evening was soon turning into night, when the train went across the steep hills of Scotland Yard, and approaching the infamous bridge they had crossed for years.
The bridge was sturdy, to some degree- but it was decades old- and slowly eroding.
Hermione had left the compartment and headed to the one behind to see Ginny and Luna who were having a conversation about classes.
The train's wheels moved against the tracks of the bridge, and slowly rolled on top of the bridge.
"Okay, see you guys in a few minutes…" Hermione smiled at her friends as she walked towards the compartment door, slid it to the side and headed out of the carriage.
As the train rolled towards one of the pillars- no one had noticed that that exact pillar was starting to erode. And as the weight of the train began to roll over it, the foundations began to rub together, and slowly crumble away.
Ron Weasley had just finished his 4th chocolate frog, and placed that famous wizard card on the inside beside him on his seat when a gust of wind entered the open window, picked up the card and carried it out of the window.
The card slowly hovered through the air, gradually loosing balance, before it sat across one of the tracks- wedged between two planks and a bar.
One of the planks of wood that set up the rest of the tracks had split in the middle and faced upwards, outwards. The train slowly began to roll near it- and as the wheels neared, a faint snap could be heard as the plank wedged itself between the wheels, stopping the wheel all of a suddenly, and scraping across the rest of the tracks, breaking those planks in the process.
Inside the compartment, Hermione walked through the hallways when the train suddenly stopped, making her stumble. The trains moved forward for a few more seconds before making a strange crunch and clank sound before it moved once more, and then stopped. She looked up and down the hallways, as students had opened their carriage and looked to see what was going on.
"What's going on?" Harry asked Ron from inside the carriage, he looked outside the compartment window- and saw nothing.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to her friends- but a very heavy, forceful shift took place, sending her stumbling onto the floor. And as she got back up- there was a crash from the front of the train.
There was a weird sound, in those few seconds of metal balancing against wood- the sound of snapping, for example. Hermione took another step forward, and stared at her friends who were plastered with worry on their faces.
Hermione looked down- and realised that the floors were leaning forward- she ran to the window and pressed her face against it- looking outside.
The tracks and the bridge were slowly breaking, and sooner or later it would plunge into the abyss of the lake that lay hundreds of feet down.
And the Hogwarts express would go with it.
FIRST CHAPTER! I just wanted to finish this chapter, and post it because I need to finish "But I'm a cheerleader?" first. So this is JUST the first chapter and will be the first chapter for a while- until I finish BIAC.
I hoped you liked it. Review!
Thanks
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