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When Betsy held out the palm of her friendship, she never thought she would be rejected.
In the aftermath of Darren's bold rejection, Betsy, the illustrious Slytherin beauty, was left dumbfounded.
Her reputation had always ensured that no one dared to defy her friendship, but this "mud seed" had just done the unthinkable.
Fueled by a mixture of indignation and curiosity, Betsy, wand in hand, decided to confront Darren and demand an explanation.
As Betsy closed in on Darren, her wand at the ready, the tension in the corridor reached a crescendo. Darren, refusing to be intimidated, stood his ground.
The clash between aristocratic disdain and an unwavering spirit was palpable in the charged air.
Amidst this standoff, a mysterious figure, concealed in a cloak of black robes, made a sudden entrance.
The ominous words "Avada Kedavra" echoed through the corridor as a green light shot towards Betsy.
In a surprising turn of events, Darren leaped forward, shielding her from the deadly curse. The impact was intense, with the spell rebounding off Darren's protective stance.
With the danger still looming, Betsy, momentarily stripped of her customary poise, instinctively retaliated. Spells collided in a dazzling display of magic, casting colorful bursts of light across the corridor.
The battle reached its zenith, leaving the mysterious assailant defeated on the ground.
As the dust settled, Darren stood wounded but alive, and Betsy, despite her aristocratic demeanor, stared at him with a mix of astonishment and gratitude.
The hooded figure, now revealed to have a pallid face, remained silent, adding an air of mystery to the already tumultuous scene.
[Ding, mission accomplished, congratulations to the host for winning the bloodline lottery once.]
Darren, eager to disentangle himself from the situation, accepted a Gringotts key with thirty thousand Galleons from Betsy.
Their interaction, once marked by confrontation, took a turn as Betsy acknowledged Darren's role in their shared ordeal.
In an attempt to regain composure, Betsy urged Darren to accompany her to St Mungo's Hospital.
The corridor, once a stage for magical combat, now stood silent, bearing witness to an unexpected connection forged in the crucible of a magical skirmish.
As Darren and Betsy navigated the aftermath of the duel, the magical world around them seemed to shift.
The clash of spells echoed in the air, leaving an indelible mark on the school's enchanted corridors.
The reactions of other students, drawn by the spectacle, added layers of complexity to the unfolding narrative.
Amidst the hushed whispers and exchanged glances, Darren found himself grappling with newfound attention and the consequences of his impromptu heroism.
Betsy, too, faced the challenge of reconciling her preconceived notions with the reality of the "mud seed" who had valiantly shielded her from harm.
The journey to St Mungo's promised more revelations and uncertainties, marking a turning point for both Darren and Betsy.
Hogwarts, a crucible of magical education, had once again woven its threads of destiny, binding these two disparate souls in a shared moment of magical reckoning.
The palm went up and held out her palm again at Darren.
This was the last time the big lady of the Greengrass family put down her body to someone.
Just because of his saving grace.
"Hurry, I want the phantom shapeshifter, how can I go without holding hands?" You think it's okay to hit a death curse, you think you're Harry Potter?
Beware of sudden death here and leaving your parents sad to die! "
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