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A Wicked Witch [Harry Potter]
Title: A Wicked Witch
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Character: Bellatrix Lestrange
Summary: A muggle has an unfortunate encounter with Bellatrix.
Author's Note: For knockturn_elite Muggle perspective challenge.
Word Count: 199
A Wicked Witch
One moment there had been nothing but sidewalk in front of Kara, and the next there was a woman standing in what she was sure had been an empty space a moment before. Only after her eyes registered the woman did her ears ring with the crack of her appearance. It wasn't as if she had walked quickly-- no. She had just appeared. Kara glanced back and forth along the sidewalk, wondering if anyone else had noticed, but on this Sunday evening in a deserted part of town, Kara was quite alone. Or she had been, prior to the woman's appearance.
Kara opened her mouth-- whether to speak or scream she never knew. The woman raised a wooden stick and spoke some words, and then Kara was falling to the asphalt. She couldn't move, but she saw the woman-- a nest of black hair flying around her head. The mysterious woman leaned over her, sneered, and then was gone.
When Kara was able to move some ten minutes later, she decided she must have tripped and hit her head. After all, not even in London, as eclectic as it was, would a wicked witch pop out of mid-air and curse you.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Character: Bellatrix Lestrange
Summary: A muggle has an unfortunate encounter with Bellatrix.
Author's Note: For knockturn_elite Muggle perspective challenge.
Word Count: 199
A Wicked Witch
One moment there had been nothing but sidewalk in front of Kara, and the next there was a woman standing in what she was sure had been an empty space a moment before. Only after her eyes registered the woman did her ears ring with the crack of her appearance. It wasn't as if she had walked quickly-- no. She had just appeared. Kara glanced back and forth along the sidewalk, wondering if anyone else had noticed, but on this Sunday evening in a deserted part of town, Kara was quite alone. Or she had been, prior to the woman's appearance.
Kara opened her mouth-- whether to speak or scream she never knew. The woman raised a wooden stick and spoke some words, and then Kara was falling to the asphalt. She couldn't move, but she saw the woman-- a nest of black hair flying around her head. The mysterious woman leaned over her, sneered, and then was gone.
When Kara was able to move some ten minutes later, she decided she must have tripped and hit her head. After all, not even in London, as eclectic as it was, would a wicked witch pop out of mid-air and curse you.