Andrew and Bart v Jenifer

Andrew ran into the kitchen, trying to keep his breath under control. Andrew was sweating underneath his mask that Jess had given him so that they would not be found out back at Hogwarts. Yet it seemed pointless though. They could easily recognise their voices if they had to cast a spell, yet most people didn't attend classes anyway. He was almost hyperventilating, realizing now that he was alone in this room. No one was around. Greeeeat. He coughed a few times, to relieve some dryness of the throat and then looked around, hoping to see a P.A. member or Order member.

"Calm down, your breathing is too heavy. Could give you away." A calm, relaxed voice said. Bart, said, as he was smiling, leaning against a wall far to the side of the Kitchen door. He had his blue jeans, and a white T-shirt, his jacket, was on the Kitchen table, he shrugged, yawning. He took out his wand and flickered it at his jacket, as it went inside a cabinet. Bart looked around and saw no one, he parted his lips, taking off his slight smile of his face. "Who is that?" He asked, since they were wearing masks, they couldn't see who they were, and the masks were the same, so even if he could remember who had which mask, he couldn't, since they were the same. The enviroment in the Kitchen was thick. The noises outside it, the battle going outside, why Bart was there, well, to ambush, if no one got in there, well, he would dive in the other battle like crazy. There were no sounds in the Kitchen, apart from the boy's heavy breathing and Bart's calm words and breath as well. The kitchen seemed to be quite apart from the battle, but yet so close, the objects exploding just next to that same division, knowing that a wall could just easily be blown up from the other side and hit him with the the small parts left behind. He spoke to him, but even so, he kept his eyes in the main door, waiting to see anyone bursting in there.

Somehow, Jenifer managed to pick herself up off of the floor of Grimmauld Place. She didn’t even bother checking for Emof’s stupid bomb before staggering blindly in the direction of the door that had burst open. The Order was in the foyer and yet to break away from that as they fought on. Jen continued to go unnoticed as she weaved herself through the people. Grasping her head, she rolled her temples back and forth in an attempt to gather her thoughts or at least obtain some. She leaned against the wall beside the door they’d burst through before finally kicking it open.

Jenifer stumbled inside and she used the doorframe to support herself. She looked up and saw two people in there with her – one masked, one not. Jen’s vision fell back into place for the most part but she was still as disorientated as ever. Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion and she shakily took her wand from her pocket. She pointed it at the two of them but her aim was off. She could see double and she knew that if they started duelling then she’d be taken out fairly quickly. She knew this yet she did not run – not that she could have anyway. “Don’t move...” she commanded, thankful her voice was still steady. Unfortunately her arm was slowly falling back to her side, not noticeable to the people at first and she definitely couldn’t tell. “I said STOP MOVING!” she yelled, rolling her temple with her other hand, desperate to figure out what was going on. Why were they ignoring her!? Why were they moving?!

Andrew turned to hear someone screaming at them to stop, and almost flinched from the sudden noise. He saw someone who held their wand out towards them, and didn't even look lke she was standing up right. This had to have been a Death Eater. He had seen every order member here and she wasn't there. He moved his eyebrows and face to show agression, even though that she could not see it due to his mask. "Whoever you are!" he shouted back "leave and we might let you go!" Andrew wasn't good at making threats, but right now, he sounded rough and stern with his voice following a loud pattern. He was sick of everyone today, and didn't want to leave, he just wanted to win.

Bart was waiting for a reply as he saw a women get inside the room, barely standing up. He saw her holding her wand, but it looked like she'd been injured, alot. She had a clear aim for both Andrew and Bart but he didn't throw any spells at her, of any sorts. She shouted for them to not move, obviously, Bart let out a small laugh, pointing his wand at her. "Don't be like that. Don't have mercy on them. They wouldn't have mercy on you, if the odd's were against you." He said, as he parted his lips and flickered his wand at the girl, with a smirk on his face. "Sectusempra!" He said, as he hoped he would make deep cuts in the women.

"No one deserves to die in pain," he said gripping his wand tighter "no one is born evil. Evil people create evil people." He aimed his wand higher and then tried to think of a spell. Yet he kept overthinking over and over again, and couldn't think of a spell that would do anything. These Death Eaters were strong, and he was already worn out from fighting Nerezza. He didn't think he could take another hit. "Expelliarmus!" he said at last, fearing that it would not hit.

Something registered in Jen’s brain when she heard the first syllable of ‘Sectumsempra’. That little part of her brain especially used for self-preservation kicked in and she dived blindly to her left. The spell clipped the right side of her body and she hissed in pain. She grabbed at the air but found nothing. She did, however, manage to stop herself from crashing to the floor. Closing her eyes, Jen let out a few short gasps before making her lungs take in more air. Thin beads of sweat dripped down the side of her face and she shuddered. What the hell was going on with her? It couldn’t have been the malnutrition from Azkaban because that had been combated a while ago. It had to be Jess’s spell. Expulso wasn’t exactly the best thing to use on someone.

Jen pushed herself onto her feet again but her back stayed bent slightly, as if she were a scared animal. The spell that the man had thrown at her had clipped her exactly the right way and it was quickly savaging her torso. The pain had yet to register on her face though and Jen decided to make use of her limbs before the spell began to attack her muscles. She flicked her wrist and threw a few spells in the direction of the idiot, making sure that she was aiming away from the boy. Her aim was off but she didn’t plan on hitting a child. Crucio she thought venomously before adding in her mind, Bombarda, aiming this time at the floor beneath his feet – or just about.

Andrew had been watching as Jenifer was hit by Sectumsempra. He had seen in before, yet it looked more henious on her. He sighed off the disgust and then watchedas a spell came flying towards him. Without thinking, he managed to fall to the ground, yet her bombarda hit the ground right where he was. In a loud explosion, Andrew flew backwards and slammed against the wall, hard. He almost slipped into unconciousness and felt every muscle in his body strained and tightened. He was bleeding on his head, and his back feeling hurt everywhere. He groaned in pain silently and then tried to push himself up, yet slid back down. He couldn't move.

"Some people do diserve to die. If evil corrupts them, it's their fault. Not ours, or their victims, it's their fault, or the people who made them be like that." He said, as he saw his spell go by the girl as she side-stepped. He sighed and let out a small yawn, as he held his wand close, just about ready to send another spell. He knew the girl had been hit, just slowly, he didn't knew it until he got up again. He went to the side, all her spells missing either him or the boy. What was up with this Death Eater? Did the think too much of herself? Suddently, a boiling hot feeling waved inside Bart's body, as he gave out a small moan in pain, knowing the spell. Crucio had just hit him and he couldn't do much. "Boy, what are you waiting for? Get her." He said, as in pain, but due to his ability to stand torturing, he flickered his wand, with a small smile. He didn't have time to say anything as he saw the ground just below him collapse. He sighed, as he jumped back, slowly, flickering his wand for sure now, aiming at the women. "Incarcerous!" He said, as he pointed his wand at her, luckly, to bind her in ropes. He got himself just in front of the boy, as he flew backwards from the spell. He regreted saying for him to go get her. Ssighing, he flickered his wand. "Protego Totalum!" He said, as a barrier formed in front of him, to prevent further injuries. "Maybe you should leave, are you sure you want to stay?" He asked the boy, yawning.

Andrew pushed himself up, feeling the need to fight once more. He wasn't going down with just one punch. He stood up and then aimed his wand back at Jen. "Let's get this b****" he swore and then felt his anger rise again. "Stupefy!" he yelled as a red light flew towards Jen. He tried to use Ekipsky on his wounds and felt himself slightly better than before. "So what do we do?" he asked calmly looking for options.