“Confringo!” Lily shot the curse back at the person that was firing at her, having left The Leaky Cauldron rather late that night. She’d been hit already by a couple of curses; there was blood trickling from her nose and she could feel it drying on her lips. Another flash of green flew past her as she ran, before losing her footing and falling over a piece of cobble that was sticking out of the floor.














