Practice Battle

[Signit Sonata]

Ark walked into the Dueling Hall, narrowly avoiding a wand that sailed through the air. He looked around for Morgan for she had promised him a practice battle.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

Morgan sauntered past him "Ahh right on time. Good. I hate it when people are late." She strode past, dressed in leather from head to toe. Her wand was poised between her fingers like a cigarette And spouting out smoke like letters.

"Shall we begin then?" She asked buisiness like, ignoring the seventh years drooling at her.

[Signit Sonata]

"Like the cigarette wand" he said, grinning. He then glance and the seventh years and couldn't help but laugh. "Yea, we shall!" he replied, whipping his wand out.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

"Thanks." She said flatly, pushing one of her stray hairs out of her face and spoke angrily as he laughed "You will not be distracted as I am teaching you." She glanced at him and laughed "Had you goin there didn't I?" She then burst out unexpectedly "Incarcerous!" Sending thck vine toward her opponent and friend.

[Signit Sonata]

"Incindo!" Ark cried back, burning the ropes to ashes. "Expelliarmus!" he cried, sending a jet of silver light at Morgan

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

Her wand flew out of her hands and she was pused backward by the force of the spell. "Golly." She said quietly, inching backward, gabbing her wand in one swift movement, jumping up and crying "Accio!" Aiming at Arks wand.

[Signit Sonata]

Ark held onto the wand for dear life so he came with the wand, bowling over Morgan. "Got more than you bargained for, eh?" he asked, laughing.