92- The Demons Awaken

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"Harry?!"

Liana's whole body whipped around at this voice. Ginny Weasley had come sprinting over to the bespectacled boy, her long red hair flying out behind her and her eyes wide. Liana shivered furiously.

"What does she want?" Ginny asked, turning her nose up at Liana, who was just standing before Harry, her anger beginning to mount so high she almost couldn't process it anymore.

"I don't know love. She ran into me, I was looking for you- Hermione said you collapsed." Harry's eyes roamed down Ginny's body, his hands going to her hips as he checked for any injuries.

"No I'm okay," Ginny assured. Her blue eyes connected with Liana's and with a small smirk on her thin lips she leant over and placed a peck on Harry's lips. Right in front of Liana.

Gasps echoed around the circle of students that had grown now to be the majority of sixth year, Hermione and Neville desperately trying to fight their way through the crowd to where Liana, Ginny and Harry were gathered.

"You shouldn't do that Ginny."

Liana's voice was low, her tone raw and rough, it quivered slightly and her whole body was beginning to shake with adrenaline and as she tried to suppress her rage. Ginny looked Liana up and down with a mocking giggle, her high pitched tone causing many surrounding students to curl their lips in scorn.

"And why's that Holly? Gonna go and cry to your boyfriend about it- oh wait!" Ginny teased. "You can't, because he's mine now."

"This is why," Liana muttered quietly. With that, she wasted no time in reaching out and grabbing a handful of Ginny's hair and with a strength she didn't know she had, she had shoved Ginny to the floor with a loud crash. There were a few cheers from the crowd, everyone rooting for Liana. Against the pillar, Draco was smirking, his eyebrows raised in slight surprise, he never knew Liana had this badass side to her and to be quite honest, it was hot. Pansy was jumping up and down on the spot, cheering loudly.

"You go girl! Knock her teeth out!"

Harry looked at Liana with the kind of fury Liana had never seen him possess before, not even towards Bellatrix when Sirius died. In the blink of an eye, Harry had his hand wrapped around Liana's throat in a choke, his brow lowered and his eyes completely dead inside as he lifted her body off the ground. Liana heaved for breath for a few moments, her face turning purple slowly as his hold deprived her of oxygen. Liana was fighting for air, somewhere deep inside her mind, she knew what to do.

With the most ferocious kick she could muster, she kneed Harry between his legs. In a second, Harry had dropped her in a pile on the ground and Liana had to stifle her own scream as her body hit the hard floor. Her head flew back with the momentum, making an alarmingly loud crack as she whacked it on the same spot that had cut open only a few days before. From around the outskirts of the circle a few people stirred, obviously wondering whether to intervene. The fight was ramping up to be a lot more serious than anticipated and it was obvious to many that unlike Liana, Harry looked like he had been fighting to kill.

"Don't you dare put your hands on me," Liana stated slowly as Harry was still bent over double in pain in front of her. Liana closed her eyes, focusing for a moment on how she wanted Harry's muscles to tense, to freeze like stone. Much to her delight, Harry's body snapped to be as still as marble, only his eyes able to move as he watched Liana in front of him. Her short hair was ruffled up, but her curls still perfectly intact, there was a flush to her cheeks and her eyes were merciless. His sight was drawn down to her hands however, there was no longer a faint glow to them, instead, there was a large ball of red sparks beginning to form in the palm of each of her hands. He had never seen any kind of power like this and it terrified him right down to the very core.

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