Bestfriend

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"You have had five different teachers on this subject. The Dark Arts are many, varied, ever-changing, and eternal. Fighting them is like fighting a many-headed monster, which, each time a head is severed, sprouts a head even fiercer and cleverer than before. You are fighting that which is unfixed. Mutating. Indestructable."
Harry's expression is resentful, but a little torn--Snape is clearly promising to be a more useful teacher than many they've had.
"You are, I believe, complete novices in the use of non-verbal spells. We shall begin to remedy that. Those who progress in magic without shouting incantations gain an element of surprise in their spell-casting. Not all wizards can do this; it is a question of concentration and mind-power which some--" He looks pointedly at Harry.
"--lack. And some are too powerful." He looks at Belle who's clearly not listening, Later in class. In pairs, the students try to duel each other soundlessly.
"I can't let you duel Belle you might kill someone, go back to your seat."
"I'm not! This is clearly unfair."
"It's more clearly unfair to pair you up even to Malfoy, you must forgotten what you did to me and to that poor guy in Malfoy Manor."
"You taunted me!! I didn't want it. And about that twat he deserves it."
"No more arguing! Go back to your seat." Belle sat again watching everyone to do duelling. Everyone's not paying attention to their surrounding after Dumbledore drink the Emerald Potion. It's awful months for everyone, Dumbledore is on his office belle caught him off guard.
"Good evening professor Dumbledore."
"Belle how did you got here?"
"Mind power professor, manipulation and deception like you used to do. It won't hurt a bit professor, don't scream." Belle pointed her wand to Dumbledore
"What are you gonna do?"
"Mercy killing, to end all your suffer and to end Draco's suffer he supposed to kill you but I came here to end you before he got you. Don't worry about professor Mcgonagall and progress Snape they're bewitched. Goodbye professor" a bright green light strucked Dumbledore he died on his office holding his quilt.
Harry in the other hand saw what happened, he followed her but she walked in the prefect's bathroom.
Belle leans against the sinks, Myrtle behind her. Behind them both the door opens a crack and Harry can be glimpsed, but this is silent and neither one notices. Belle is as miserable as she's ever looked. Her eyes are red and she is staring down into the basin. She looks up, choking up. Her breath stops when she sees Harry in the mirror. She whirls as Myrtle leaps out of the way. For a moment they stand fixed, then belle goes for the elder wand and Harry does as well.
"Reducto!"
"Expelliarmus!"
Both duck out of the way of both blasts. A sink explodes and water shoots everywhere. Myrtle shrieks.
"I don't want to hurt you harry!"
"Levicorpus!"
"Locomotor Mortis!"
Belle avoids the first spell but Harry catches part of belle's. He falls. Belle casts again.
"Cru--!"
Harry aims from the ground.
"Sectumsempra!"
The spell slices into Belle. She falls back as blood spurts everywhere. Harry is horrified. Myrtle screams again.
"Murder! Murder! Murder in the bathroom! Murder!"
Myrtle's "Murder in the bathroom! Murder!" echoes. Students look about for the direction the cry is coming from. Belle's hands scrabble at her bleeding chest. Harry is on his knees next to her in utter terror, trying to do something with his own hands but having no idea what to do.
"I didn't--I didn't mean--!"
The door is flung back and Snape stalks in. He stops short when he sees Belle. He and Harry exchange a terrible moment, then Harry leaps away as Snape drops beside Belle, pulling out his wand and muttering an incantation over him. Light travels over Belle's wounds and blood visibly slows. Harry staggers back against the wall, gasping, and slides down it.
"I must get you to the infirmary. If you take dittany you might minimize scarring."
He looks over his shoulder at Harry.
"I didn't know. I didn't know what that spell did."
"Potter. Where did you learn that spell."
"A...a book. A library book."
"Liar." Snape stands, helping Draco up.
"Bring me every one of your schoolbooks, Potter. Bring them to me in the infirmary."
He shoulders past Harry with Draco. Harry sits there fixed, then he gets to his feet and runs.
"Draco!!! It's Belle! Potter murdered her in the prefect's bathroom!" Penelope shouted draco is running towards Harry he beat harry til it passed out
"That's for murdering Belle!"