"Ah, fuck. Protego! Sectumsempra!" She shouted the latter spell with all the pent-up frustration she'd had these last few months, almost a year now -- these stupid bloody Death Eaters who'd taken her hand, who'd taken her sister's hand -- it exploded out of her wand with more force than she'd been expecting, enough to make her fall back against the wall again with a hard thud.
Her head cracked back against the plaster and brick and she groaned. Oh, her head was spinning even worse now. She wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. She tried to focus, attempting to pull herself up while her shielding spell flickered around her. She looked over to the approaching death eaters again, spotting an upturned bookcase.
"Reducto!" The case exploded into sharp shards of wood, sending one of the masked men flying but leaving the second to continue stalking toward her.
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