Neville's Death
Neville was fighting valorously. He held his wand tight in his hand, warm blood streamed down his face from an open head wound, not too deep. He would live. Neville had come a long way since his first year, and now he honestly didn't give a crap if he was killed. He had friends, he had people he loved. And he would not be kicked around like rubbish any more. He would fight.
For one girl especially.
Luna Lovegood.
Neville's crush had begun on Luna since he had first shared a carriage with her in their fifth year, and since then it had blossomed. She didn't feel that way about him, he was sure of that. But he loved her. He did. And it made him smile thinking about it. But now was not the time for smiling, or laughing. Or thinking of kissing her pink lips.
Now was the time for courage and bravery. He slashed his wand in the air and a plant in the corner of the Herbology greenhouse and the already giant plant grew in size, maybe three times its original size and long, arm like vines sprouted from the sides and wrapped around two death eaters running his way. The Vine's closed around them, tightening on their lungs until they lost consciousness, and then with another flick of Neville's wand, the planet threw them out of the glass windows.
He ran out of the room, and his first initial thought had been Luna. She was supposed to be here, waiting for him to stop those two death eaters, yet she was gone. He felt his heat beat accelerate
"Luna!" he shouted.
"I'm here, Neville." Her voice replied quietly from above. He looked up to see Luna on the ceiling of the corridor. Chains holding her up.
"Luna! How'd you get up there?" he asked, he pointed his wands at the chains. "Relashio!" the chains snapped and Luna fell into into his arms. He resisted the urge to kiss her and put her down.
"A few Slytherin Students were coming this way, they were not nice. At all. I tried to stop them but my spell rebounded. I think they took my shoes." She said, wiggling her bare toes.
"No, they're here.' Neville said, finding them. They must have slipped off. She slid them back on and she and Neville hurried down the hall and into a battle. Several students from Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw were stood together, fighting off death eaters; the students were younger than they should have been to be allowed to fight, maybe fourteen, fifteen.
"We have to help them!" Luna raised her wand and ran at them. Her wand rose as she yelled a high war cry. She threw her wand at them, throwing three death eaters far back. Neville smiled and rushed to check on the students they were okay. He turned to help Luna and that's when he noticed another two death eater trails flying down from the clouds, arms outstretched through the smoke, wands pointed at Luna.
"Luna!" Neville roared as he ran. She stopped duelling, and turned but could not raise her wand out of fear as she saw the jet of green light, heading her way. She was hit and knocked to the floor, grazing her forehead though she was alive.
A confused Luna looked up and gasped as she saw Neville laying in front of her, still. He had pushed her out of the way.
"Neville?" she asked quietly, kneeling beside him as she gently rocked him. "Wake up Neville?" he did not. His eyes were open; they were expressionless, life-less.
"Neville!" Luna's tears fell onto Neville's dirty hands and she held them in hers. Neville was gone. They had killed him. She knelt down, kissed Neville on the cheek once before forcing herself to pull away, and fight off the death eaters.
Not five minutes later, Luna was the only one still alive. She hauled Neville's body into the Horbology classroom, out of harm's way. She grabbed a sheet from the table nearby and cried as she lay it over him
"Goodbye, Neville." she said. And rushed off to help.