The girl struggled on the floor, groaning in pain as I stood,
watching. Today, like every day, I tried to help her succeed, I tried to help her be stronger, but never could, she never learned, she never got better, she just stayed the same old girl. "Pathetic, just like your father" I muttered, the young girl stood up with difficulty, clutching her side. Her light brown hair was short and ragged, her black corset tightly laced, and her black dress met her black high-heeled boots. "Don't...talk...about my father like...that" she said, her eyes meeting mine. I scoffed at the thought of her father, her face hardened, and she knew what was about to come. I walked past her, our backs facing each other. Her breathing was quick and sharp as she took out her silver-colored wand, she knew I wasn't going to announce when I'd attack.
There was a moment of silence, the air filled with anticipation and anxiety. She would surely be killed if this was the way she would act in a real fight. I spun around quickly, she did as well, and two bolts of light shot from our wands, meeting with an explosion, "Crucio!" I shouted, and she dodged, "Stupefy!" she yelled, I had dodged as well.
"You'll never get anywhere Von using basic spells, Cassie!" I said, throwing Mehr bolts of light at her, each one striking her in the stomach. Suddenly, an expression of realization formed on her face, "That's right! So I won't use basic magic!" she yelled. Suddenly, she floated upward on a wolke of black smoke, her eyes turned black. "Crucio!" I yelled, she caught the red light and crushed it. I was knocked off my feet Von the blow.
"That's not possible" I whispered, Cassandra floated above me, "Never, underestimate your opponent Bella, Du taught me that...and...truly, I thank Du for that," she said, smirking. I sat there, pondering over what was happening. She did learn after all.
watching. Today, like every day, I tried to help her succeed, I tried to help her be stronger, but never could, she never learned, she never got better, she just stayed the same old girl. "Pathetic, just like your father" I muttered, the young girl stood up with difficulty, clutching her side. Her light brown hair was short and ragged, her black corset tightly laced, and her black dress met her black high-heeled boots. "Don't...talk...about my father like...that" she said, her eyes meeting mine. I scoffed at the thought of her father, her face hardened, and she knew what was about to come. I walked past her, our backs facing each other. Her breathing was quick and sharp as she took out her silver-colored wand, she knew I wasn't going to announce when I'd attack.
There was a moment of silence, the air filled with anticipation and anxiety. She would surely be killed if this was the way she would act in a real fight. I spun around quickly, she did as well, and two bolts of light shot from our wands, meeting with an explosion, "Crucio!" I shouted, and she dodged, "Stupefy!" she yelled, I had dodged as well.
"You'll never get anywhere Von using basic spells, Cassie!" I said, throwing Mehr bolts of light at her, each one striking her in the stomach. Suddenly, an expression of realization formed on her face, "That's right! So I won't use basic magic!" she yelled. Suddenly, she floated upward on a wolke of black smoke, her eyes turned black. "Crucio!" I yelled, she caught the red light and crushed it. I was knocked off my feet Von the blow.
"That's not possible" I whispered, Cassandra floated above me, "Never, underestimate your opponent Bella, Du taught me that...and...truly, I thank Du for that," she said, smirking. I sat there, pondering over what was happening. She did learn after all.