☒ - My character is the reason yours dies
Philip had been reprimanded earlier and had been threatened to have his prefect badge taken because of his violent tendencies lately. The young man went to take a walk, maybe even a run to clear his mind and let some steam off. It wasn’t the weekend so he wasn’t quite permitted to go to Hogsmeade so a trip to the Black lake it was. As he jogged to the area he was meant to cool off at he ran into a pale ginger boy who seemed to be a little older than himself. The two just happened to collide courses when the older boy was walking and Philip wiped his brow.
"Watch where you are going prick! I’ve already been threatened to get my badge taken from me it wouldn’t be but a quick decision to take it out on someone who doesn’t mind their path."
Having an outing with his younger sister and doing something fun was almost a rarity now-a-days for the older Prewett. The two were talking about family issues part of the time but were mostly having a bit of small talk before dinner. Classwork was an obviously important thing to Molly but Fabian had fallen a little behind lately leaving Molly concerned. After finishing what seemed to have been a nice time; the two began to argue and before Molly knew it Fabian was frustrated and returning to the castle, yelling back at his sister when Philip had ran into him.
"Great if it isn’t another Death Eater wannabe. I don’t need to be dealing with you and your bullocks right now I have enough drama going on in my life as it is so.. bugger off would you? Besides I bet I am at least a year ahead of you and bringing you down a notch would delight me."
Pulling out his wand; Philip glared and clenched his other fist. Quickly the older Prewett boy did the same. As they were both in bad moods for different reasons, this scene looked like it was about to get ugly. Molly scoffed at the two and stormed off toward the castle. No one knew just how ugly. The boys began to duel, neither of them using any unforgivable curses but both using just about equal strength in their magic. Tiring from this fight and knowing dinner time was coming up shortly Philip wanted to end it.
"Flipendo duo!" Philip slashed his wand and called out quickly hoping to be the winner of the short match. "I’m getting hungry and you aren’t much for a dueling match. Maybe I’ll end this another way!" The boy took out a knife and began to charge toward Fabian as he was disarmed of his wand and his own spell flew back on him.
"Expelliarmus!" The ginger moved his wand in a little more than a ‘6' pattern and knew he had to act quickly as the Slytherin was coming at him with a knife."Flipendo duo!" Fabian didn’t have much time to think and he knew the jinx would hit the other now that his wand was removed.
Flying back from the jinx Philip grabbed at his side with the hand his knife was once in. The spot was fairly warm and.. wet. Pulling his hand into view he saw it was covered in blood. Quickly looking down at the side he saw the knife hanging just below the deep cut the blood came from. Fabian realized the seriousness of the situation and ran to Philip. Kneeling down the Gryffindor wanted to help the younger wounded boy but noticed there was too much blood flowing out of him to be able to save him.