Aquila Malfoy is a young twenty-one-year-old witch who is currently working at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. The blonde haired genius is the daughter of Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy, and sister of Draco Malfoy. The prejudice p...
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Bill trekked with his brothers and the company of Aquila Malfoy through the ankle-high grass back to their tent. He had his shoulders drawn back, pulling him to his full height and his wand was held in his right hand. Regardless of the absence of the masked figures, Bill didn't want to run the risk of sudden attack.
Blue eyes bounced around, taking in all of the movements around him and his ears even picked up the most subtle of movement. Bill could hear the heavy footsteps of Charlie and the crunch of leaves that sounded with his every step and the dark whisperings between his brothers. One would almost forget the presence of Aquila Malfoy, but that was impossible for Bill, who barely made a sound. The only noise of her presence was the soft squish of her boots in the mud and the soft, but steady puffs of air that left her nose. She made him feel aware of everything around him. Even with her walking an arms length away, the hairs on Bill's arms stood on end with goosebumps decorating his skin. His hands were slick with sweat, leading to the retightening of the grip on his wand that kept slipping from his grasp.
As he walked, Bill's eyes drifted over to the woman who was matching his strides. He couldn't help but flicker his gaze over to her after every couple of steps. She looked put together, despite the chaos that just ensured with only a streak of dirt along her jaw. She was wearing her black leather jacket again, overtop of a grey tee shirt, with emerald green pajama pants. Bill thought that they might prove to be a connection to Slytherin house. He risked another glance down at her, but quickly moved his eyes forward as they clashed with grey.
Bill tensed up even more for having been caught in his starings and forced his head back to its original position. He began to berate himself in his head and was only interrupted by a soft voice.
"I can put a charm of your arm," Aquila began. "It'll make the pain go away."
Bill looked down at the small blond girl and a small smile graced his lips. Bill realized that she had to be studying him as he had her. Every time that his arm would brush against his clothes, his face would contort in silent pain.
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble." Bill replied as he transferred his wand to his left hand and held his right arm in front of her.
"You should've told me it was bleeding this bad!" Aquila cried. "You're lucky you didn't already pass out! I'm gonna need to stop the bleeding."
Aquila eyes frantically darted around the area in search of something.
"What're you looking for?" Percy asked.
"A cloth or something like that." Aquila said, still searching around.
