Red color painted her mouth shortly, making her gasp out for air. The sweet taste of berries replaced with metallic and rusty one. Her throat, no, her body it burned, she felt like everything around her was set on fire. Poison slowly traveled in her veins, murdering her. Lavender grasped at her throat, her nails digging into her skin, drawing out red, nasty marks. She coughed up dark colored liquid which splattered on the stone floor. No one moved, not single soul helped the poor girl since everyone were in shook. Her knees hit the ground soon, making the sick sound when her whole body connected with the ground. Blood soaking up in her curly blonde hair, making it a rich color of red. The sound of her sobbing-screaming mixing with the gurgling blood in her mouth sounded as if it came from hell itself.Like my Ron, was her last thought before the burning fire within her swallowed her and took her last drops of life. Then there was silence, defining silence. Her eyes, oh her eyes, they were blank, lifeless and cold. Her skin turned porcelain white quickly. But the blood it turned black like coal, slowly spreading around the floor, half of it soaking up in her clothes.The empty eyes looked at Ron Weasley who was at loss of words, his mouth covered by his hand and soon he turned around to vomit on the ground. McGonagall rushed with other Professors on her heels towards the girl but it was too late, they were too late. Even if they were yelling at each other about what to do, everyone heard only silence, a deadly silence, promising them more.No mercy, Draco thought.