Sectumsempra

She noticed Deimos's distress immediately, he had never been hard to read. She looked at Hal's face and her stomach dropped. She wove through the tables and crowds with a frantic desperation, not knowing why she was so panicked.
"Hal!" She yelled. "Hal!" She flicked her wand as she strode towards him, knocking his feet out from under him and he landed with a thud. She kept her eyes trained on Deimos as she rushed into the bathroom, placing herself in front of the crying boy as she faced Harry. Her wand held chin-high, she looked terrified.
"What the hell, Hal, who are you?!"
"He cursed Katie Bell!" Hal fumed.
"Do you think he had a choice?" Lyra countered. "Would you kick someone when they're down? You're no better than him!"
"He's a Death Eater, Lyra!" Hal couldn't believe she was trying to justify this.
"He's a terrified coward, Hal, not evil incarnate." Her posture was that of a scolding schoolteacher.
He didn't lower his wand, barely looking at her. She stepped closer and he took his chance. "Stupefy!", she lunged to block it.
"Everte Statum", she muttered, pushing him out the door. She marched towards him, kicking the large door shut with her foot with an exasperated grunt.
"Get away from me, bitch!" Deimos yelled, but his voice wavered.
"No." Hers was monotone.
He moved towards her to, trying to shove her back by the shoulders. She darted under his arms and around his back. She was hugging him, he was too stunned to move.
"It's okay, Deimos. I'm here." She kept murmuring, until he fell to his knees.
She moved to sit in front of him, moving his head to cry on her shoulder.
She muttered a sleep spell, laying her robe under his head, and locked the door.
Deimos awoke to a cold floor. Why am I sleeping in a bathroom? Lyra, he remembered. What the hell? Of course she was above dragging him to the dorms, she always did have a lazy streak.
He wouldn't look at her the next day, he wanted to forget his display, pathetic, he thought. Lyra kept sending Hal dirty looks, and to his surprise and her relief, he seemed a bit guilty.
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