A/N: This one is even shorter than the last. Sorry. Chapter eight is extra long to make up for it, though! (Well, long for me.)
Chapter Seven
"So, you came." My voice attracted watchers. Her malicious laugh attracted more.
"Yes," she sneered. "And without you precious Cullens to protect you this time."
"I am perfectly capable of defending myself," I said.
"Oh, really? What about with James? Laurent?"
"All part of the facade," I told her.
"Then prove it to me." With that, she leaped at me.
In a blink, she was on the floor, writhing in pain.
"Proof enoupgh for you?" I asked.
She growled.
"Or are you not in enough pain yet?" In my mind, I forced the adony to double and redouble. She shrieked her defiance and pain.
By now a good part of the school was watching. I could sense their shock.
"I'm sorry," I told Victoria, "but you cause too much trouble for your own good."
I blinked, and she burst into flames. Feral screams echoed through the halls.
When both screams and flames had died down, the ashes shimmered and disappeared.
I dimly heard gasps as I disapparated.
Inside Hogwarts.