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"Are you telling me that you want to use my sward?" Konhel asked for the second time, Ron was growing impatient and was about to burst out and say " Bloody Hell yes!" when he continued. "I thought you said that you trained them, aren't they prepared for this precise thing?" Ron cooled down and looked to Anika, who was standing next to him with a string drink in her hands.
"There is something that we had not told them." Johan said quietly. "The wands are designed to absorb negative spells now that I have put the spell on them. They have practiced here while the wands were ok to use against each other. They know only that the wands absorbed bad spells, what they don't know is, if one wand was to be directed towards the other one, now that I have made adjustments, the person directing the bad spell will be killed."
"Then what r we waiting for?" Konhel said undoing the belt around the waist that held the sward. Anika wasn't as relieved as she looked tired. Johan seeing this turned to her.
"You are staying here." He said. The Colour left from Anika's face and returned within seconds, starting at her neck in a deep shade of red.
"Who are you to tell me what to do, I'm going no matter what you say!" Knowingly, Ron stepped back from her angry gaze, having enough of his mom's temper to know it meant trouble. The room seemed to freeze without the sword, no one moved as a deadly stare down went on between the two. Anika's look was stone, and Johan had relaxed his face to a determined, almost comfortable look. It took a second for Ron to realize, but when he did it hardly surprised him. They were communication without talking aloud.
His mother often used the spell to tell his father off, he tried to look away from the two fighting people in front of him but he couldn't. The look of concentration was almost mesmerizing to watch. Like a broom crash, a sad site, but not so easily forgotten, usually attracting a lot of attention.
"Are you guys going to argue all day or are we going to go help Hermione?"
"And Draco." Anika added, not bothering to finish with Johan, she turned to Konhel.
"Sorry? About wa-" He was out cold before he could even finish his sentence. Johan looked surprised, Ron just went over to where he had collapsed on the floor and undid the belt around the muggel's waist.
"Well," Ron said, turning to face Anika. "What are we waiting for?" Ron looked from Johan and then back to Anika.
"Sorry," She said again raising her wand once more.
"Don't even-" They slowed his fall down and put him on one of the chairs. Johan looked at Anika worried, though he didn't want to end up he thought he should at least try to talk her out of going.
" Don't even think about it Johan," Anika said raising the sward. " Or I'll leave you behind too." Giving up, Johan put one hand one the hilt of the sward as Anika unsheathed it.
A/N:
Not much, and I'm really sorry it took so long for me to do, but I have just been preparing for moving, which I just did last Friday, and I only now got my internet back. So I kind of lost track in the story and where to go from there, so I WILL be working on a plot twist and I hope its ready soon.
Preview: A Plan, a Knife and the second last chapter.