 The Kisapaths | Sila!Roti | -2 | TouchableHair | ToiletPaperGuy | QueenOfConfusion
"Lumos!" Nancy muttered with a small flick of her wand to take a closer look at where exactly she was. The beam of light illuminated the meadow-like place they currently where which made her absolutely sure of pervious assumption. They were right in the center of an arena. A dueling arena. Cause that was what they were here for. She would be dueling Reese.
In the process of smiling at the fellow Slytherin the smile literally froze on Nancy's face, however, and turned into a rather smug grimace. This was going to be interesting. The Prefect would be going down. Totally. Whatever it took.
At the sound of footsteps approaching her blue eyes fickered towards the Hog's Head barkeeper with yet another smirk plastered across her face. "Certainly, Sir." With that said Nancy directed another smug glare at the Prefect before taking a few steps off to their right. "Muffliato!" Now with that taken care of the 17 year old gave an fake sympathetic shrug towards Reese. Shame, now she couldn't even hear her practicing the verbal spells. Shaaaame.
First she of course started off with a simple Shield Charm which she cast multiple times as it was probably the one she would be needing most. As her eyes fell on a nearby rock Nancy's smirk grew even more wickedly. This was definitely going to come in handy. "Bombarda!" The 17 year old muttered out loud as somehow the word itself sounded quite intimidating - not that anybody would be able to hear her - while pointing her wand at the rock which immediately exploded. Strengthening her shield Nancy watched as the individual sharp pieces of rock simply bounced off. Now what nex-
What the heck?! Her head jerked up towards the origin of piercing female voice yelling at them...and found herself pointed at with an umbrella. Whoever this woman was she definitely was on her side...even though she'd just called her "ickle kiddo". With a quick flick of her wand and an non-verbal Finite she made sure the woman would be able to hear her. "Of course, Ma'am." At this she directed a smug, rather wicked grin at Reese. |