"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.

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"Some of us don't wanna stay in this fuckin' school for the rest of our lives" he drawled. He was busy looking through the papers on the floor but his head snapped up to watch Gemma cast her curse. She did it so well, she looked most radiant when casting it.

The filing cabinet made Amelia yell, and from the sound of it something was broken. Samir caught Gemma's eye and grinned as he sifted through the debris. Finding Amelia's wand he twirled it between his fingers. "I can just see the headmaster's face now, sugar. This is ya best idea yet" he said conversationally.

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"Wasn't it?" she sighed contentedly. A warm smile spreading over her lips. "Maybe we can give someone a viking funeral," she suggested, her voice a little more high pitched than usual. "Oh," she scrunched her face slightly. "That would take away the fun of the big reveal," her eyes were dancing.

Something inside Amelia broke when she saw Samir with her wand. It was her wand, it had been her first memory of the magical world, the first piece of the puzzle that made it all so real. It broke her heart to know that these two monsters were willing to strip that wonder away from anyone. "Don't you touch that boy!" Amelia snapped.

"Have a go love," Gemma said stepping aside. "With her wand," she clapped her hands together. "Show her how to use it proper."

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Samir looked up irritably from inspecting the wand to scowl at Amelia. "I aint no boy, lady!" he yelled, sounding very much like one. That was what he couldn't stand about this bitch.

He turned a smile on Gemma and stepped over a stray filing cabinet, crossing the gap and facing Amelia head on. He wouldn't try anything too harsh in case it backfired, but a muggle born wand couldn't be that strong, could it? With a clear of his throat he murmured a spell and a bright, fresh cut appeared neatly below Amelia's eye. "Not bad" he noted. "We can keep this one. Give it to one of the recruits if they behave themselves."

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Gemma watched in adoration as Samir used Amelia's own wand on her. "Lovely, there's that new fellow, had his wand taken last month," she said casually. She turned her eyes to Amelia, smiling cruelly. "You see Amelia, this lovely wand knows that your an unworthy specimen," she grimaced. "It's no longer faithful to you."

She paced a little in front of Amelia, as if the simple action were taunting her. Amelia watched Gemma through narrowed eyes, if she was going to die tonight, it would be with as much dignity as she could muster.

"So Amelia," her eyes bright when she finally turned to her former professor. "How many filthy mudbloods do you think your little headmaster can protect? How many disgusting muggleborns can Aaron Ellis save?" she asked, the question as casual as how was your morning?

"You're a barbarian," Amelia spat.

Gemma smiled, a vicious thing to behold. "I know," wordlessly, she slashed her wand down diagonally, causing a burst of red to spurt from Amelia's chest. Amelia winced in pain, a strangled sound escaping from her lips.

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