Disclaimer: The characters from Harry Potter belong to JKR. I do not own
them, I only own the plot, the Quads, and the cute toddler Melody. (Based
on my cousin. . . Cheyenne when she was two.)
A/N: Hey, hey, Once again, I'm sorry for killing off William, but he was just getting on my nerves, I couldn't stand his basic smugness. How could Hermione been so oblivious? Why did he have that strange effect on her? The world may never know. Anyway, Lord Elrond of Hogwarts, this chappie is for you. On with the Show!
Double Trouble
Chapter Twenty-Six
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, the now familiar rush of power surging through her. She felt barely repressed anger straining it's bonds, her body on fire. In answer, the earth shifted slightly, as the green of her Magic surrounded her in Elemental Earth Power. Skylar knelt next to their fallen cousin, her gray eyes stormy, as she brushed a lock of chestnut hair out of Hermione's face.
"I'll KILL him!" Elizabeth hissed, her body shaking slightly. Of the four, she possessed the most volatile temper, "If she's harmed in ANY way, I'll make sure this is his LAST night!" Her hazel eyes flashed dangerously, as her Magic burned brightly about her. She was angry because she hadn't been there to protect her cousin, just like she hadn't been there to protect her family.
"Elizabeth! Calm down, being angry isn't going to help anything!" Danielle reached out to comfort her sister.
"Don't. Touch. Me!" The other girl whirled around, her auburn hair whipping about in fury.
Raya shook her head. "She's fine, Beth. She's just tired. You know what it was like the first few times YOU used the Gift. Hers is so much more than ours, and it stands to reason that it will exhaust her much more."
"Which brings me to another point. . ." Danielle shifted slightly, glancing about at the destroyed common room, "We really have to help her. She can't control all that power without some instruction. Rohan can't come onto the grounds of Hogwarts, so it's up to us."
Skylar nodded, "Yes, it would be prudent, wouldn't it? At least she could use her Gift at will, and not just when she's angry, or upset."
Elizabeth felt a shift in the Earth's power current. She drew a sharp breath, her power flaring brightly. "Guys, um. . . we're about to have a visitor." The words were barely out of her mouth when a high keening call startled them all. The flapping of enormous wings thundered outside, as a large blood red dragon settled right on the grounds. Elizabeth felt herself respond the cry with one of her own, courtesy of her Gift. This Dragon was imbued with Earth Power the likes that Elizabeth had never felt. It was almost overwhelming, overpowering her senses.
Danielle watched as Elizabeth stumbled to the one window in the common room, her expression one of glazed rapture. She had never seen that look on her sister's face before, and frankly, it worried her.
***
Draco sat up, rubbing his head, where a large knot was beginning to form. "Melody!" He breathed, shooting up. A hand on his shoulder stopped him, and Dumbledore gave him a reassuring smile.
"Mister Malfoy, I would suggest you, Miss Parkinson, and Harry should go down and join the rest of the students in the Great Hall. Leave this to the Professors."
"But-"
"No buts, now go on." Dumbledore shooed the three away. He turned to the destroyed painting, and his expression became grave. The damage to the common room was much more extensive than one would have thought. One piece of furniture remained, and that was the one that held the body of the boy William. The rest of the furniture, books, and parchment were in tatters and splinters.
"Such power. . ." Snape trailed off, his eyes widened imperceptibly. "Did SHE do all this?" It was almost inconceivable.
"No, Severus, she didn't, but she did do most of it. Her power, as of yet, is erratic, not under her control. Once she has a better grip on it, she will be a most formidable opponent, for anyone, myself included." Dumbledore answered, his face showing all of his years. "Voldemort will come back for her, Goddess warning or what, he will come back because the lure of all that power is too great. It's the reason he goes after Harry. The boy has a formidable power he hasn't even tapped, and Voldemort keeps coming back. His greed will be the downfall of him, Severus, and I want to be there to see it."
The sudden venom in the kindly old man's voice unsettled Snape.
Charlie brushed past them, his face a mask of worry. He stepped into the room and stopped dead, taking in all the destruction. "Elizabeth?" He saw her, leaning halfway out of the window, the green of her Magic hovering about her body like an aura.
"She's beautiful, Charlie." Was his answer, however it might have confused him. "Breathtakingly gorgeous."
He looked at Danielle. "What's she on about?"
"A Dragon." Danielle replied, glancing worriedly at her sister.
"What do you mean. . . a Dragon?"
"Look out the window, see for yourself." Was the reply.
Charlie gave the girl a confused look, and then walked slowly behind his beloved. What he saw caused him to gasp. One of the largest Dragons he had ever seen was sitting there, on the lawn. "Wow." He breathed, stepping closer to get a better look. "I have never seen a Dragon that big."
"She's not just a Dragon, Charlie." Elizabeth replied, her voice rich with awe. "She's a Guardian. Born of pure Earth Magic, they are of a Higher Order of Dragons, more like Draconic Royalty. They are descendants of Merlin's own Companion."
"What's she doing here then?"
"Waiting for her Mistress."
"And who might that be?"
"Hermione."
"Oh." Charlie stared at Elizabeth like she had grown an extra appendage. "How do you know all this?"
"I-I don't know really. I just know. It's hard to explain, but just like I know I'm me, I know what type of Dragon she is, what her purpose is, and why she's here. I don't know how I know. I just do." She murmured, half to herself, half to Charlie. Her face grew pensive. "Look at her, Charlie, just LOOK at her. Isn't she amazing?" Elizabeth's Magic flared brightly, as the girl turned around, striding purposefully towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Charlie called to her retreating back.
"To see her up close." Was the answer.
***
George slammed his fist into the wall. "WHY won't they let us UP there?" He all but yelled, his frustration coming off him in waves of ire.
"George, calm down!" Ginny spun on her brother. "Mione. Is. Fine. They just have to clean up, that's all."
"I should be up there with her though, I'm her boyfriend!"
"And we're all her friends! Don't you think we're worried about her too? Don't you think we're worried about Harry, Draco, and Pansy too? They're not here either, if you did not notice!"
The trio in question chose that moment to stumble into the Great Hall. Harry looked a little worse for the wear, dried blood on his neck from the blow he received when he slammed into the wall and splinters from the destroyed painting. Pansy was pale, a cut on her forehead, but nothing major. Draco sported a few bruises and a knot, but he was fine as well.
"Where's Mya?!" George almost pounced on them.
"She's still up there. They wouldn't let us see her, they made us come back down here." Draco replied bitterly. "Melody's in there too. . ."
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the transplant Gryffindorks." A cold voice from behind Draco caused him to stiffen.
"What do you want, Zabini?" Draco replied, his voice just as cold.
"Nothing really, just wanted to tell you that your father asked me to keep an eye on his prodigal son." Draco whirled to face the dark-haired boy.
"Tell my Father that he no longer HAS a SON!" Draco sneered, adopting his old act.
"Really? That's too bad, Draco. I would have never thought, you. . . of all people, would forsake your FATHER for a Mudblood, Muggle Lover, and Golden Boy here."
Draco clenched his jaw. "Are you enjoying yourself, Zabini? Gods only know how long you wanted to rule Slytherin. You can have all your backstabbing politics." George, Harry, Ron, and Ginny grinned at Zabini's cronies.
"I could always tell your Father that I know where his precious little baby girl-" He suddenly doubled over in pain, clutching his nose.
"What? He was getting VERY annoying!" Pansy defended herself, wiping his blood from her hand. "I can't stand scags!"
Ginny placed an arm about Pansy. "Pansy, my friend, you are officially the Girl of the Week."
Ron stared at her wide-eyed, "That's better than Third Year, when Mione slapped Draco a good one!"
***
Elizabeth approached the large Dragon cautiously, her eyes sparkling with adoration and excitement, her aura of Magic flickering into nothingness. She halted a few feet from the Dragon, as if seeking permission to approach further.
After a leisurely once over by the Dragon, it gave a sharp nod of its head, allowing Elizabeth to get closer to the large, imposing creature. She reached out a tentative hand, stroking the crimson, yet baby soft, scales.
"Interesting. . ." Elizabeth breathed, as the Dragon responded to the light touch by lowering its head to be stroked accordingly. "You're not as savage as your cousins, are you Lady?" The Dragon gave a snort, as if dismissing the idea as ridiculous. "Of course you're not, you're of a genteel class, aren't you?"
"Talking to a Dragon?" A soft voice sneered across the distance. "You do realize it's nothing but a beast."
Elizabeth bristled slightly, "He didn't mean that, Lady, he knows not what he speaks about. Snape, I would suggest that you not anger our larger friend here. . . very bad idea, seeing as this IS a Dragon, fire-breathing, can eat you in one bite. I'm sure she'd like too as much as I'd like to see it."
Snape scowled darkly, "Miss Trenton, I would suggest you not address your superiors thusly, I am tempted to report you to the Headmaster."
"Superior. . . you? In what sense, Mister Snape, are you superior to ME?" Elizabeth whirled about, radiating fury. The Dragon stared menacingly at Snape over her head, it's large eyes narrowed with malice. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the poor Dragon had eaten earlier, so dispatching the rude Potions Master was out of the question. "The only thing superior about you is your stupidity, or perhaps your over-inflated ego."
Snape backed up a few feet as the fiery girl stalked forward, "I don't like your attitude, Miss Trenton, though, undoubtedly you got it from associating with that. . ."
"I wouldn't say it if I were you." The irate girl hissed, "I would just stop right there, because I am not in the least bit averse to hurting you, you great greasy ass! First, you insult my cousin, then you insult this Glorious Dragon, and now you stoop to insulting me. . . I can overlook that. . . but don't you ever, and I mean EVER, insult the family of the man I love. You'd be lying on the flat of your back so fast that you're head would spin. Got it?"
Snape glared at her, his obsidian eyes narrowed in disgust. "Girl, you have overstepped the bounds."
"You did that by being born!"
"Miss Trenton, I will not tolerate this!"
"I'm an adult, so don't think you can cow me like you do those. . . children. . . in there! I'm not so easily swayed by your bad temper and deplorable bathroom habits. I've dealt with worse in the woods of Kentucky! So get over yourself, get a life!" The Dragon snorted again in agreement, and glared at the hateful Snape.
Danielle stood on the steps, staring at the two in shock.
"Miss Trenton, I'm sure you don't care to back up those brags?" He smirked, staring at Elizabeth with a gleam in his eye. Skylar and Raya joined Danielle out on the steps.
"Did he just challenge Elizabeth?" Skylar looked awed. "Doesn't he realize that even without her Elemental Magic, she's a champion dueler? She doesn't even have to use a wand!"
Raya grinned, "No, I'm sure he doesn't, and he's about to get shown up, terribly."
Danielle nodded her head in agreement. "She's been looking for a reason to fight. After what happened at home, she's been in a right state, trying to control her anger. Even Charlie said she was getting snappish. Thank the Goddess she wasn't there when the Deatheaters attacked Hermione and the others. She'd have killed them deader than a doorknob, all of them."
Elizabeth whirled about to face the Dragon, her face a mask of fury. "Lady, if you could move, I've a lesson to teach that overgrown Bat!" The Dragon gave it's version of a laugh, and took to flight, deciding it might be better if she just went home. Elizabeth watched the Dragon leave with a heavy heart, and then anger, if Snape had just stopped, then the Dragon would still be there. "All right, but I'm going to warn you now, you just opened a huge can of worms." She turned to the smirking Potions Master. "We'll do this right."
"I concur, Miss Trenton, that means that you can't use your precious Earth Magic." Snape was almost giddy with pleasure.
"Ten paces?" Elizabeth replied in a faintly bored tone.
"What else?"
Danielle couldn't help but smile as her sister counted off her paces loudly, and whirled about at the correct distance. But Snape gained the upperhand momentarily.
"Expellarimus!" Elizabeth flew backward, landing with a thud on the grass, but as she wasn't using a wand, she was fine. She bounded up to her feet.
"Childish tricks? Nocturnis Vision!" Elizabeth flung her hand out, and Snape looked about blindly, the little bit of color in his face draining away.
By this time, word had spread to the Great Hall that there was a fight amongst the Professor and Assistant. Many were jostling to get a good position.
"Finite Incantatum." Snape blinked owlishly for a moment, then pointed his wand at Elizabeth. "Frezia Rens!" Elizabeth threw herself bodily into avoiding the curses he threw at her, twisting and turning at the last possible moment, and flinging a hex back at him at the same time.
It wasn't long before Snape was visibly wearying, while Elizabeth was still springing about. Only two curses had touched her so far, with minimal damage.
Finally, "Expellarimus!" Rang out, and Snape went flying backward, his wand flying into Elizabeth's grasp. "Hmm. . .game, set, match! I win, you greasy prick!" She tossed the wand back to the owner, a triumphant smile on her dirt streaked face. "Now, if you don't mind, I do believe I'd like to go back in and check on my cousin." And turning on her heel, she stalked back into the castle without even a backwards glance.
Snape lay there for a moment, catching his breath, and then rose, dusting off his clothes, his face burning with shame. At noticing the jeering crowd, he snarled, "Back to your common rooms!" And stalked off to his dungeons, visions of dying Elizabeth dancing merrily in his head.
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A/N: Sorry, the update was a little later than I expected, I was suffering through a bout of writer's block. All is well now. . . I hope. Next chapter, one of the Quads will be abducted. . . who will it be? Ah. . . find out by reading! Well, hope you like this, don't forget to RR.
Love,
~Me~
A/N: Hey, hey, Once again, I'm sorry for killing off William, but he was just getting on my nerves, I couldn't stand his basic smugness. How could Hermione been so oblivious? Why did he have that strange effect on her? The world may never know. Anyway, Lord Elrond of Hogwarts, this chappie is for you. On with the Show!
Double Trouble
Chapter Twenty-Six
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, the now familiar rush of power surging through her. She felt barely repressed anger straining it's bonds, her body on fire. In answer, the earth shifted slightly, as the green of her Magic surrounded her in Elemental Earth Power. Skylar knelt next to their fallen cousin, her gray eyes stormy, as she brushed a lock of chestnut hair out of Hermione's face.
"I'll KILL him!" Elizabeth hissed, her body shaking slightly. Of the four, she possessed the most volatile temper, "If she's harmed in ANY way, I'll make sure this is his LAST night!" Her hazel eyes flashed dangerously, as her Magic burned brightly about her. She was angry because she hadn't been there to protect her cousin, just like she hadn't been there to protect her family.
"Elizabeth! Calm down, being angry isn't going to help anything!" Danielle reached out to comfort her sister.
"Don't. Touch. Me!" The other girl whirled around, her auburn hair whipping about in fury.
Raya shook her head. "She's fine, Beth. She's just tired. You know what it was like the first few times YOU used the Gift. Hers is so much more than ours, and it stands to reason that it will exhaust her much more."
"Which brings me to another point. . ." Danielle shifted slightly, glancing about at the destroyed common room, "We really have to help her. She can't control all that power without some instruction. Rohan can't come onto the grounds of Hogwarts, so it's up to us."
Skylar nodded, "Yes, it would be prudent, wouldn't it? At least she could use her Gift at will, and not just when she's angry, or upset."
Elizabeth felt a shift in the Earth's power current. She drew a sharp breath, her power flaring brightly. "Guys, um. . . we're about to have a visitor." The words were barely out of her mouth when a high keening call startled them all. The flapping of enormous wings thundered outside, as a large blood red dragon settled right on the grounds. Elizabeth felt herself respond the cry with one of her own, courtesy of her Gift. This Dragon was imbued with Earth Power the likes that Elizabeth had never felt. It was almost overwhelming, overpowering her senses.
Danielle watched as Elizabeth stumbled to the one window in the common room, her expression one of glazed rapture. She had never seen that look on her sister's face before, and frankly, it worried her.
***
Draco sat up, rubbing his head, where a large knot was beginning to form. "Melody!" He breathed, shooting up. A hand on his shoulder stopped him, and Dumbledore gave him a reassuring smile.
"Mister Malfoy, I would suggest you, Miss Parkinson, and Harry should go down and join the rest of the students in the Great Hall. Leave this to the Professors."
"But-"
"No buts, now go on." Dumbledore shooed the three away. He turned to the destroyed painting, and his expression became grave. The damage to the common room was much more extensive than one would have thought. One piece of furniture remained, and that was the one that held the body of the boy William. The rest of the furniture, books, and parchment were in tatters and splinters.
"Such power. . ." Snape trailed off, his eyes widened imperceptibly. "Did SHE do all this?" It was almost inconceivable.
"No, Severus, she didn't, but she did do most of it. Her power, as of yet, is erratic, not under her control. Once she has a better grip on it, she will be a most formidable opponent, for anyone, myself included." Dumbledore answered, his face showing all of his years. "Voldemort will come back for her, Goddess warning or what, he will come back because the lure of all that power is too great. It's the reason he goes after Harry. The boy has a formidable power he hasn't even tapped, and Voldemort keeps coming back. His greed will be the downfall of him, Severus, and I want to be there to see it."
The sudden venom in the kindly old man's voice unsettled Snape.
Charlie brushed past them, his face a mask of worry. He stepped into the room and stopped dead, taking in all the destruction. "Elizabeth?" He saw her, leaning halfway out of the window, the green of her Magic hovering about her body like an aura.
"She's beautiful, Charlie." Was his answer, however it might have confused him. "Breathtakingly gorgeous."
He looked at Danielle. "What's she on about?"
"A Dragon." Danielle replied, glancing worriedly at her sister.
"What do you mean. . . a Dragon?"
"Look out the window, see for yourself." Was the reply.
Charlie gave the girl a confused look, and then walked slowly behind his beloved. What he saw caused him to gasp. One of the largest Dragons he had ever seen was sitting there, on the lawn. "Wow." He breathed, stepping closer to get a better look. "I have never seen a Dragon that big."
"She's not just a Dragon, Charlie." Elizabeth replied, her voice rich with awe. "She's a Guardian. Born of pure Earth Magic, they are of a Higher Order of Dragons, more like Draconic Royalty. They are descendants of Merlin's own Companion."
"What's she doing here then?"
"Waiting for her Mistress."
"And who might that be?"
"Hermione."
"Oh." Charlie stared at Elizabeth like she had grown an extra appendage. "How do you know all this?"
"I-I don't know really. I just know. It's hard to explain, but just like I know I'm me, I know what type of Dragon she is, what her purpose is, and why she's here. I don't know how I know. I just do." She murmured, half to herself, half to Charlie. Her face grew pensive. "Look at her, Charlie, just LOOK at her. Isn't she amazing?" Elizabeth's Magic flared brightly, as the girl turned around, striding purposefully towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Charlie called to her retreating back.
"To see her up close." Was the answer.
***
George slammed his fist into the wall. "WHY won't they let us UP there?" He all but yelled, his frustration coming off him in waves of ire.
"George, calm down!" Ginny spun on her brother. "Mione. Is. Fine. They just have to clean up, that's all."
"I should be up there with her though, I'm her boyfriend!"
"And we're all her friends! Don't you think we're worried about her too? Don't you think we're worried about Harry, Draco, and Pansy too? They're not here either, if you did not notice!"
The trio in question chose that moment to stumble into the Great Hall. Harry looked a little worse for the wear, dried blood on his neck from the blow he received when he slammed into the wall and splinters from the destroyed painting. Pansy was pale, a cut on her forehead, but nothing major. Draco sported a few bruises and a knot, but he was fine as well.
"Where's Mya?!" George almost pounced on them.
"She's still up there. They wouldn't let us see her, they made us come back down here." Draco replied bitterly. "Melody's in there too. . ."
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the transplant Gryffindorks." A cold voice from behind Draco caused him to stiffen.
"What do you want, Zabini?" Draco replied, his voice just as cold.
"Nothing really, just wanted to tell you that your father asked me to keep an eye on his prodigal son." Draco whirled to face the dark-haired boy.
"Tell my Father that he no longer HAS a SON!" Draco sneered, adopting his old act.
"Really? That's too bad, Draco. I would have never thought, you. . . of all people, would forsake your FATHER for a Mudblood, Muggle Lover, and Golden Boy here."
Draco clenched his jaw. "Are you enjoying yourself, Zabini? Gods only know how long you wanted to rule Slytherin. You can have all your backstabbing politics." George, Harry, Ron, and Ginny grinned at Zabini's cronies.
"I could always tell your Father that I know where his precious little baby girl-" He suddenly doubled over in pain, clutching his nose.
"What? He was getting VERY annoying!" Pansy defended herself, wiping his blood from her hand. "I can't stand scags!"
Ginny placed an arm about Pansy. "Pansy, my friend, you are officially the Girl of the Week."
Ron stared at her wide-eyed, "That's better than Third Year, when Mione slapped Draco a good one!"
***
Elizabeth approached the large Dragon cautiously, her eyes sparkling with adoration and excitement, her aura of Magic flickering into nothingness. She halted a few feet from the Dragon, as if seeking permission to approach further.
After a leisurely once over by the Dragon, it gave a sharp nod of its head, allowing Elizabeth to get closer to the large, imposing creature. She reached out a tentative hand, stroking the crimson, yet baby soft, scales.
"Interesting. . ." Elizabeth breathed, as the Dragon responded to the light touch by lowering its head to be stroked accordingly. "You're not as savage as your cousins, are you Lady?" The Dragon gave a snort, as if dismissing the idea as ridiculous. "Of course you're not, you're of a genteel class, aren't you?"
"Talking to a Dragon?" A soft voice sneered across the distance. "You do realize it's nothing but a beast."
Elizabeth bristled slightly, "He didn't mean that, Lady, he knows not what he speaks about. Snape, I would suggest that you not anger our larger friend here. . . very bad idea, seeing as this IS a Dragon, fire-breathing, can eat you in one bite. I'm sure she'd like too as much as I'd like to see it."
Snape scowled darkly, "Miss Trenton, I would suggest you not address your superiors thusly, I am tempted to report you to the Headmaster."
"Superior. . . you? In what sense, Mister Snape, are you superior to ME?" Elizabeth whirled about, radiating fury. The Dragon stared menacingly at Snape over her head, it's large eyes narrowed with malice. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the poor Dragon had eaten earlier, so dispatching the rude Potions Master was out of the question. "The only thing superior about you is your stupidity, or perhaps your over-inflated ego."
Snape backed up a few feet as the fiery girl stalked forward, "I don't like your attitude, Miss Trenton, though, undoubtedly you got it from associating with that. . ."
"I wouldn't say it if I were you." The irate girl hissed, "I would just stop right there, because I am not in the least bit averse to hurting you, you great greasy ass! First, you insult my cousin, then you insult this Glorious Dragon, and now you stoop to insulting me. . . I can overlook that. . . but don't you ever, and I mean EVER, insult the family of the man I love. You'd be lying on the flat of your back so fast that you're head would spin. Got it?"
Snape glared at her, his obsidian eyes narrowed in disgust. "Girl, you have overstepped the bounds."
"You did that by being born!"
"Miss Trenton, I will not tolerate this!"
"I'm an adult, so don't think you can cow me like you do those. . . children. . . in there! I'm not so easily swayed by your bad temper and deplorable bathroom habits. I've dealt with worse in the woods of Kentucky! So get over yourself, get a life!" The Dragon snorted again in agreement, and glared at the hateful Snape.
Danielle stood on the steps, staring at the two in shock.
"Miss Trenton, I'm sure you don't care to back up those brags?" He smirked, staring at Elizabeth with a gleam in his eye. Skylar and Raya joined Danielle out on the steps.
"Did he just challenge Elizabeth?" Skylar looked awed. "Doesn't he realize that even without her Elemental Magic, she's a champion dueler? She doesn't even have to use a wand!"
Raya grinned, "No, I'm sure he doesn't, and he's about to get shown up, terribly."
Danielle nodded her head in agreement. "She's been looking for a reason to fight. After what happened at home, she's been in a right state, trying to control her anger. Even Charlie said she was getting snappish. Thank the Goddess she wasn't there when the Deatheaters attacked Hermione and the others. She'd have killed them deader than a doorknob, all of them."
Elizabeth whirled about to face the Dragon, her face a mask of fury. "Lady, if you could move, I've a lesson to teach that overgrown Bat!" The Dragon gave it's version of a laugh, and took to flight, deciding it might be better if she just went home. Elizabeth watched the Dragon leave with a heavy heart, and then anger, if Snape had just stopped, then the Dragon would still be there. "All right, but I'm going to warn you now, you just opened a huge can of worms." She turned to the smirking Potions Master. "We'll do this right."
"I concur, Miss Trenton, that means that you can't use your precious Earth Magic." Snape was almost giddy with pleasure.
"Ten paces?" Elizabeth replied in a faintly bored tone.
"What else?"
Danielle couldn't help but smile as her sister counted off her paces loudly, and whirled about at the correct distance. But Snape gained the upperhand momentarily.
"Expellarimus!" Elizabeth flew backward, landing with a thud on the grass, but as she wasn't using a wand, she was fine. She bounded up to her feet.
"Childish tricks? Nocturnis Vision!" Elizabeth flung her hand out, and Snape looked about blindly, the little bit of color in his face draining away.
By this time, word had spread to the Great Hall that there was a fight amongst the Professor and Assistant. Many were jostling to get a good position.
"Finite Incantatum." Snape blinked owlishly for a moment, then pointed his wand at Elizabeth. "Frezia Rens!" Elizabeth threw herself bodily into avoiding the curses he threw at her, twisting and turning at the last possible moment, and flinging a hex back at him at the same time.
It wasn't long before Snape was visibly wearying, while Elizabeth was still springing about. Only two curses had touched her so far, with minimal damage.
Finally, "Expellarimus!" Rang out, and Snape went flying backward, his wand flying into Elizabeth's grasp. "Hmm. . .game, set, match! I win, you greasy prick!" She tossed the wand back to the owner, a triumphant smile on her dirt streaked face. "Now, if you don't mind, I do believe I'd like to go back in and check on my cousin." And turning on her heel, she stalked back into the castle without even a backwards glance.
Snape lay there for a moment, catching his breath, and then rose, dusting off his clothes, his face burning with shame. At noticing the jeering crowd, he snarled, "Back to your common rooms!" And stalked off to his dungeons, visions of dying Elizabeth dancing merrily in his head.
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A/N: Sorry, the update was a little later than I expected, I was suffering through a bout of writer's block. All is well now. . . I hope. Next chapter, one of the Quads will be abducted. . . who will it be? Ah. . . find out by reading! Well, hope you like this, don't forget to RR.
Love,
~Me~
