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Jasmine Astaroth strolled along the alley alone. As always. Jasmine always felt lonely or crowded. She could never decide whether she wanted the comfort of her sibling Geoffrey and her father or the comfort of Hilltop Hoods and Linkin park. Growing up the way she did was difficult and for some reason, no matter where Jasmine was she felt neither safe or comfortable. As if not welcome anywhere even though there was no sane reason for this.
Lost in her thoughts Jasmine realised she had wondered more than 200 metres out of the perimeter she was aloud. Briskly she turned to walk back but she had gone much too far, too far into the slightly shadier parts of hogsmeade.
"Alright me duck?" spoke a tall man with a hunchback, a long white beard and a wrinkled face with cold black eyes.
"I'm fine, Dad just messaged me to order me back home so ill be on my way thanks."
"No need to hurry dear, listen if you want a ride home you can use my fireplace?"
"I'm good thank you" Jasmine tried to retain panic from her voice however there was an obvious quiver to it.
Suddenly the man grabbed her long, sleek hair and started to pull her. Jasmine gasped in pain as he pulled her further away from the perimetre her father had created to keep her safe. She went to scream but as she opened her mouth the man sneered "Scream and I'll slit your throat here and now."
Jasmine gulped back her scream and instead went into a trance. She had used her powers only twice before and unsuccessfully but she had to try. She put all her anger about everything into her mind and concentrated on it. She concentrated on the unfairness of her life, how she was targetted day after day just like her mother, all the things her father had ever done, how she would never have a life till she found 1 person out of 8 billion. It worked.
The foul creature pulling at Jasmine stopped walking in panic. Balls of black glowing light were summoned from her hands and she glowed with a black auror. Jasmines pale complexion became paler. Her vivid grey eyes now swirled with black smoke and magical power was emitted from her own being.
"You messed with the wrong girl" She snarled in a voice most unlike her own. Tears leaked from her face as the black energy surrounded the man and pushed him backwards at least 10 metres. With immense power it picked him up and held him in the air. The man coughed and spluttered, choking just under the dirty clouds.
Jasmine started to shake as the man's death grew nearer and nearer. Jasmines senses were flooded with hatred. Instead of putrid street life she smelt rotting corpses, instead of hearing the sound of passing cars she heard the scream of past lives, before she felt normal but now every part of her tingled with pure hate and instead of seeing a dying man all she say was black.
Just when it looked like there was no hope for the man there was a loud 'POP' noise and then another. Jasmine was gone and the disfigure man lay seemingly lifeless on the floor.
She woke with a start. For a second she was clueless but with every passing second she got to grips what had happened. Jasmine opened her eyes to see two men standing over her looking very angry.