Dark and Light--A Harry Potter Fan Fiction

Chapter 14-The Dark Side

"Evie--"

Whoosh.

The girl had raised her hand, holding the obsidian black, sparking red wand and sliced it downwards, moving from her right shoulder to her left hip. From the tip of the wand, an arc of condensed black magic flew out and slammed straight forward. The magic crashed into the tree behind the hooded figure as it dodged, and the entire tree snapped before falling forward. The person hardly had enough time to get out of the way.

"Stop running away," Evie said in a murderous tone, taking a calm step forward and raising her right hand again to strike.

Somewhere in the depths of her subconsciousness, the one known as Evie Mystic was still alive, and somewhere in there, she couldn't help but think, Ahhh, well, there goes any chance of reviving Silver.

The already dead unicorn had just been crushed by that large tree. The black cloaked figure wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before turning to run.

"Come on!"

Slash.

Another lightning fast movement through the air, and the void of black magic tumbled into a large oak tree, tumbling it to the ground like a person would trip another. The fallen tree blocked the hooded man's way out, and without any choice left, he scowled and turned to face the almost-insane witch, her lips curved upwards in a light smile but her blood red eyes glaring daggers at him as she tapped her wand lightly on her palm. "Out of places to run, Voldemort?"

There was a thundering sound of hooves, and out of the corner of Evie's perfect vision, she saw the centaur Firenze swoop by and pick up Harry before vanishing into the woods. She placed one hand nonchalantly on her hip, pointing the menacingly sparking tip at the Dark Lord. "So, now that that annoying obstacle is out of the way, what are you waiting for? Afraid to clash with me head-on?"

"Evie Mystic," The rumbling voice of Voldemort came from behind the black cloak in a hissing tone. The same voice rang inside Evie's head, but she merely pulled out another wand and raised it, eradicating a barrier to keep it out. "Do you have a death wish?"

"I think not," The girl said with a sickly sweet tone. "Even if I did, you're the one who's going to die."

She leapt forward, traveling through the air at a speed so fast she passed through the level of the sonic boom. She pointed her wand at the cloaked man and released another powerful burst of black magic, sending him flying backwards. He landed heavily and raised his wand, a green glow emitting from the tip in a familiar Killing Curse.

Evie gave a mad laugh. "Now you're getting serious. Bring it!" She raised her wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"I'll counter that with Crucio."

To the shock of both Voldemort and Hagrid who had stumbled into to the clearing, a bright red flash shot out of the tip of Evie's wand. The red and the green spells collided like Christmas fireworks and dispersed in the air, cancelling each other out. Evie smirked. "You're open!" She lunged forward, wand poised to strike--

Crackle.

"Hold it right there!"

Evie's heels slid into the ground, forcing her to a halt. She seethed in rage at the sight of the wizard with the large beard standing before her.

"Albus Dumbledore."

She didn't say 'Professor Dumbledore' like she normally would. This Evie would never give that kind of respect.