By Friday, everyone at Hogwarts had heard of Anne's death. Even so, people just ignored it. Most people just pretended like it never happened and continued their classes. But, I couldn't get it out of me. It stuck in me like the voice did before.

I walked outside to where Anne was going to be buried. Today we had to attend her funeral and it was going to be sad. We had to witness someone get buried. I had been to one before but, I was only a four-year-old back then so, I just played with my princess dolls. Today I was going to light my wand for the dead.

I arrived at the funeral. I saw Anne's dead body laying on a platform. Professor Burke came out and stood in front of Anne. "As you all know, Anne was a victim of the killing curse. We are still trying to figure out who committed the crime so stay cautious. I should mention: Anne Cole was really underestimated. Most people thought she was just someone who would become a drink seller or a front desk worker at St. Mungo's. Actually, Anne was one of the brightest students of her age. And we should recognize that. Now, please light your wands for the dead.

I light up my wand and raised it. Everyone else repeated this action. I watched as Professor Burke lowered Anne into the coffin. I was pretty good at not crying but, it was still very sad on the inside.

I looked over at Rose. She was next to Abraham which didn't surprise me. But, she was hand-in-hand with him and Rose had rested her head on Abraham. I got a little teary-eyed at the sight of this.