Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine. They all belong to JK Rowling because she is wonderful and a genius.

Authors Note: I wrote this in about 10 minutes during my Driver's Ed lunch break and a fit of insanity. My friend had just finished telling me she was going to die because her oil light would come on and she wouldn't know what it meant, and she'd die, kinda like Harry does. For those who don't know, the oil light means the oil pressure has fallen, which is bad cause it can hurt the engine. I'm really sorry if this makes absolutely no sense to you.

Death By Oil Light

Harry was driving his car. He had gotten it for his part-time job with the US Muggle Central Intelligence Agency. Mostly, he was an Auror, but the CIA was useful for information.

As he was driving down the highway to return to his house, where Ginny was fixing their dinner {A/N: Awww!}, the oil light came on. Harry, not knowing much about Muggle cars, ignored it.

That was the worst mistake he ever made. . .

Five minutes later. . .

The car jerked to a stop. "(Expletive deleted to protect younger readers)!" said Harry. He took out his wand and prodded the car. It wouldn't start. He prodded harder. It still wouldn't start. Harry whacked the car with his wand.

Meanwhile, he was still on the highway. Luckily, the drivers behind him could see him, so they all swerved. Except one. A reckless teenager was too, um, *occupied* with his female friend, also his fellow occupant, to notice Harry.

CRASH!!!!!! {A/N: OH NO!}

Harry's car was no more. And as for Harry. . .

He gave up on the car and Apparated home before the accident. YAY!! :-)