Violence. Fights. Hexes.
Many wondered how no one was ever truly harmed.
But did not think too hard.
It was probably the innocence of the kids.
Constant presence of professors.
Or maybe the lack of bad intent and determination.
It was not.
They knew that.
Just did not think about it.
If they did, nothing came of it.
Maybe they should have tried harder.
But they did not.
Only adults wondered.
The students knew.
They knew very well.
It could have been the rumors that kept them informed.
But they knew it was true.
They knew.
Because she knew.
Always there.
Before a fight. After a fight.
They did not see her. Ever.
But they knew.
She had appeared before.
In a nasty fight.
The pair had walked away.
Unharmed.
Because of her.
Honestly.
They were scared.
Of what she could do.
What she would do.
Of her.
And fights.