69. Slap
Hogwarts

She could taste the iron in her blood that was now swirling around in her mouth. Her blues eyes shot back up to the girl who was standing across from her with dark eyes piercing into her soul. Selina's hand traveled to her face and she could feel the burn of the five finger slap still fresh on her skin. This was a feeling that she had never experienced- pure and utter hatred.

The two had been at each others throats for ages and now with one slap all hell had broken lose. She knew that this was it... hate.