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Neville

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"Hermione, wake up," Ginny whispered. Hermione opened her eyes, finding she was on the common room couch with a potato chip bag on her chest. Before Hermione could speak, Ginny explained, "Hermione…Cho died."

Hermione looked at Ginny with a confused expression.

"What?" Hermione asked, not knowing if this was a dream or not.

Ginny said, "Cho was found on Emerald St. in Hogsmeade. She was found covered in blood with her thighs burnt. Cho was with a man last night and they went to a hotel room, and I guess the bathroom caught on fire and she fell from the bathroom window." Hermione couldn't believe her ears. It was a bit odd…a death after the explosion in the Great Hall, and it was one of the survivors who died.

Hermione put the potato chip bag on the coffee table next to her and stood on her feet, wiping off the crumbs off of her shirt. She muttered, "I have to speak with McGonagall."

"Why?" Ginny asked, following Hermione out to the seventh floor corridor.

Hermione explained, "It just doesn't sound right. I once saw this movie in London called Final Destination. A girl saw a tragedy before it happened, and she saved her friends and strangers from dying. But she and the other survivors died after the accident."

Ginny replied, "But Hermione…that was just a Muggle movie!"

"Yes, I know that Ginny," Hermione said with a worried expression, "but things can happen in the Wizarding World that can't happen in the Muggle world." She approached McGonagall's Office, knocking on the door three times. Hermione whispered, "I want to talk to her alone."

"Okay," Ginny replied, walking away.

McGonagall opened the door soon after Ginny left and asked, "Yes, Miss Granger?"

"Professor McGonagall," Hermione began, "I want to speak to you about Cho's death, and how I think why she died." McGonagall opened the door widely so Hermione could come in, and she stepped over the threshold and into the lavender scented office.

McGonagall sat in her chair and Hermione sat on her couch. Hermione explained, "Professor McGonagall, excuse me if this sounds completely preposterous, but I think Cho died last night because she cheated Death himself."

There was silence, and McGonagall replied, "And why do you think this?"

"Well," Hermione responded almost immediately, "I saw this Muggle movie last summer called Final Destination. It was about this girl who saw a tragedy before it happened, and she warned her friends and strangers about it. A few minutes later, it happened before their very eyes. But shortly after the explosion, the survivors started to die because they cheated Death—"

McGonagall interrupted, "Miss Granger, this movie you're talking about is fictional! It has never happened it real life."

"Professor McGonagall," Hermione pleaded, "please listen! Things happen in the Magical World that doesn't happen in the Muggle World!"

McGonagall replied, "Miss Granger, I have no need to listen to your silly little explanations and such. This is just a coincidence that—"

There was a crack! and the case that held Godric Gryffindor's sword, which was suspended above McGonagall, shattered. The sword plunged downwards at McGonagall, put Hermione cried, "Expelliarmus!" The sword, inches away from McGonagall, was hit by Hermione's charm and was forced backwards and away from her.

"Dear Lord!" McGonagall cried.

Hermione asked, "Do you believe me now? We have to be careful about what is happening around us, Professor." McGonagall was flabbergasted.

McGonagall stuttered, "C-Coincidence. Please return to your house, Miss Granger." Hermione didn't bother to argue as she walked out of the office, but she couldn't help but to turn around.

"Be careful, Professor," Hermione warned, "Death does not forget his victims." She left McGonagall with a confused face.

—Tomorrow—

Neville Longbottom walked down to the Herbology greenhouses to study for his exam on Friday. He was studying Vinetus Miracus, a special plant that grew vines that could grow as long as a football field. They had small spikes that would pop out unexpectedly, so he had to wear Dragonhide gloves for protection.

Professor Sprout explained, "Just study the way they behave, and soon enough; you'll have the answer for question eleven. I have to go up to the Astronomy Tower, unfortunately, because some student of mine accidentally carried some Devil's Snare up there. I'll be back, Longbottom."

"Professor, what if I do if it cuts me?" Neville asked.

"Oh it won't," Professor Sprout replied, "as long as you don't touch it with your skin, it won't harm you at all." And then she left.

Neville got on his gloves and started to observe the plant. After a few monotonous minutes, he decided to have a drink of Pumpkin Juice he brought back from breakfast. He walked over to the table that had his flask and he drank a fair amount before setting it back on the table. He turned around, heading back towards the Vinetus Miracus, where its vines were waving around for the first time he had arrived.

Suddenly, a bucket slid in front of him from an unknown force and tripped upon it. He fell onto the concrete floor, his neck slamming one of the vines on the floor. The vine suddenly wrapped around his neck tightly and he couldn't breathe.

He whipped out his wand and pointed it at the vine and croaked, "R-Relashio!" The spell did nothing to the vine but only made it tighter. His face was turning purple and he tried reaching for sharp objects, but there were none around.

The vine pulled him up in the air so his feet were inches above ground. When he thought things couldn't get worse, the spikes popped out and sunk into his neck. Blood poured down his neck and made a dark red pool of blood under him.

Neville croaked, "H-Help," before he died.