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Jezabel Black
Jez was firing curses at any and all, when she heard a spell that stopped her in her tracks. Avada Kedavra? Nate had used Avada Kedarva? Then he collaspsed, and she knew he had. Jez knelt in front of him and shook him by the shoulders. "Where did you learn that?" she asked roughly. "Where? Who taught you? That's an Unforgivable Curse, Nate - you'd go to Azkaban for that!" And you really, really, really didn't want to go to Azkaban ...
Jez shook Nate again, making him look her in the eye. "You can never use that spell again, you hear?" she told him forceably. "Never! It's like stabbing or shooting someone in the Muggle world - you'll go to jail. And Azkaban is much worse than any Muggle jail." Did he understand she was scared, frightened, absolutely terrified? Scared that he was becoming like her brother, who she'd thought was a good person ... Jez was scared for Nate, big time.
Nate shook his head. "I--I kn-know J-Jez..." he stuttered. "I don't know how that came out. I've read all about the..." Nate tred to swallow the lump in his throat "...Unforgivable Curses. But how that came out..." He got up from his knees and kicked his wand across the room. "It was that
thing."
Blaming your wand? Yeah, real childish, Nate. he thought bitterly. He let himself collapse again into Jez's arms.
Jez! Then Nate remembered Keegan. "Oh, Jez, I'm so sorry."