Written for the Greenhouse Competition, Bamboo option!

Purple Flames

Hermione rolled over, the jet of green light barely missing her.

Her heart pounded in her chest. This was real. This was what they had been training for.

She raised her wand, pointing it at the Death Eater. "Stupefy!"

Dolohov tumbled backwards, but it wasn't enough to deter him. Gripping his wand tightly, he ran forward. He was determined to kill the Mudblood.

Hermione ran, trying to catch her breath. She knew Dolohov was hot on her heels. Looking around, she saw everyone else locked into duels. She was aloneā€¦ There was no one to help her.

Summoning her Gryffindor courage, Hermione turned around. "Impedimenta!"

Dolohov blocked it, sending a slicing hex her way.

Hermione cried out as it hit her knee.

"Silencio!" she cried.

Dolohov stumbled backwards, his eyes full of fury. His lips moved, but no sound came out. His wand made a slashing movement, and the flame flew towards her.

Hermione raised her wand, putting a shield up, but she wasn't fast enough.

The purple light hit her chest, causing her to fall backwards.

She screamed, her chest burning. She tried to sit up, but found it became harder and harder to breathe. The last thing she heard was Harry shouting her name before the darkness consumed her.