-1Chapter Three: Prevent This Tragedy

"Here we are again with handguns for hearts
They had a master plan, wanted to tear us apart
Nothing to hold, all hope deleted
Our demise has been completed now
Nowhere left to go but down
The flames of hell they give me hope, I drown
In oceans of this tragic part of town
Where nothing's heard for miles but the sound
Of children wishing they were safely underground
We are the walking dead, we hold this ghost in our arms
We take our daily breath and thank our unlucky stars
Tried to get by on bread and water
Craving blood poured from the alter now
Not much left to do but drown
In flames of miscommunication, down
Then out and off in search of someone proud
To translate what we truly dream about
As we lay in this bed thinking out loud
I'm screaming uncle, mercy me
And my broken telepathy
For I'm left with nothing but this bloodless riverbank
West Memphis, please
I'm begging you to stop praying for me."

-Alkaline Trio "Prevent This Tragedy"

Walking through the door, Yumi was mildly surprised to see Arathelia there, sitting upon a desk, swinging her pale legs back and forth. A look toward the Professor's desk quickly told her why Ara was just sitting there waiting. McGonnigal was nowhere in sight.

"Hey Ara, letter from the prof.?" Yumi asked lightly, holding up her letter as she hopped up on a desk next to Ara.

"Yup. Spelling off with yours too?" She asked monotonously. She held her hand palm up, the underside of her nails showing. Obviously bored, she pulled a small dagger from her cloak and began picking at the dirt under her nails.

Amused with Ara's actions, Yumi nodded her response. Suddenly, the sound of the door slamming shut brought them both out of their thoughts. In the dark light, the person responsible for the noise could not be seen but neither girl needed a light to see just who had walked in the classroom.

"Now you are going to pay for humiliating me, Ara." One of the two sneered. They knew there were two people judging from the footsteps and just from the comment and the sound of the one's voice, they knew the identity of one of the intruders. Draco Malfoy.

"Now, now, Draco, we don't want to harm our guests, we just want to teach them a lesson." A new voice broke in. It was less deep than the first but it held a more painful quality, as if this person had witnessed far more horrifying things than the other. Yumi knew the voice immediately as Harry's and took no time to whisper her thoughts to Ara. Hopping off the desks, Ara smirked widely, almost maniacal. Yumi touched Ara's arm lightly.

"Ara, just remember not to kill them. I know how hard it is for you, but we can't have a repeat of last time!" Yumi warned, removing her wand from her sock. Opening her mouth to start a spell, Draco and Harry reacted quicker. In unison, they yelled,

"Expellieramous!" With that, her wand shot out of her hand and flew into Harry's. In the same fashion, Ara was disarmed as well, although her wand was now in the keeping of Draco Malfoy. The spell, usually knocking the receiver off balance, had no such effect on the two girls. Catching each other's eyes, they smiled sweetly as they looked back at their surprised attackers.

"Why are you both smiling? You are both disarmed, you are defenseless." Harry commented, his voice betraying his confusion. Draco kept his comments to himself but by the look in his eyes, he was waiting to see what the two girls were planning on doing.

"Aww, look Yumi. These little boys need those pathetic sticks to feel brave! Isn't that cute!" Arathelia faked a pout as she said this. Her gaze wandered back to the two young men in front of her as she held her left hand out to her right. Almost immediately, her right hand began to catch fire, forming a ball between her hands. Draco and Harry both were shocked into silence, having never seen such a feat before. Sensing the threat in front of them, they began raising their wands, but before they could utter a word, Arathelia threw the flaming ball at Harry, keeping her promise of protecting Yumi from him. Barely dodging the flaming ball, Harry gathered his wits about him again. Draco remained in the same spot, shaking his head slightly, obviously trying, with much difficulty, to stifle his laughter at the scene.

"Well, it seems we underestimated you, but there is only one sure way to put out fire, and that is with water." Harry said calmly, aiming his wand at Arathelia.

"Aguementi!" A blast of water exploded out of his wand, rushing at Arathelia. Seeing her entrance, Yumi stepped in front of Ara and the water stopped immediately, just a few inches from her face. In response to the failed attack, Harry and Draco's faces fell. With a slight twist of her wrist, Yumi had called the water to her and was sending it back at Harry. Using the same speed he had used to dodge the fire, he used to swiftly dodge the rushing water. Missing its intended target, the water splashed harmlessly on the ground.

"Did you really think I would just sit back and let you fight Ara? Aww, ya did, that's sweet. Anyway, we should be going, I am getting kinda sleepy and I guess you dopes need time to soak in everything that has happened!" With that she turned on her heel and exited the room. Walking toward Draco, Ara snatched back her wand and smiled.

"I'll just be taking this back; Thank you very much!" She said sweetly, following Yumi's retreating form.