betterthanvoldy commented on blueridgemod's post:

"Masterful," Amelia said. "I was sure you would do interesting things with your life Samir but espionage..." she tutted.

Amelia sighed as the papers fly about the room. "I just had those damn things sorted," she said leaning back a little in her chair. She refused to give them even an inch even if she knew where this whole little evening would lead.

Gemma had been dying to go toe-to-toe with this woman for years and it was even more delightful that she would make them work for it. She hated when they coward immediately. There was barely any fun if you couldn't beat the submission into them. "Crucio," she hissed, flicking her wand violently.

Amelia's body contorted in her chair, her arms going back rigidly and her head looking up to the ceiling. Gemma giggled and let the curse drop. Amelia slumped back into her chair and smiled at the younger woman. "You been waitin' all these years to do that and that's the best you've got?"

"Amelia darlin'... we're just gettin' started," she flung her wand around again, all the filing cabinets flung open and the papers went flying around the room. Gemma directed all the papers to move around the room like a whirlpool and then, giving a punch with her wand, the papers flew to the floor. Another spell had the filing cabinets tipping over, one more had Amelia's chair flying back against the furthest wall in her office.

"You're like a child having a tantrum," Amelia said, though she was pinned against the wall she still showed no fear.

Gemma's face twitched ever so slightly, the first sign of annoyance with her prey. "A child having a tantrum?" she echoed. Then she laughed like a maniac and forced one of the filing cabinets to crash into Amelia's legs.