#limb

@jegulus-microfic July 6, Word count 300

He dropped his gaze to his right arm as his wand clattered to the floor. The limb hung there uselessly. Limp against his side. He quickly stooped to snatch up his fallen wand in his left hand and threw up a shield to protect himself from the same jinx hitting him again. 

“Is that the best you can do James?” He yelled across the abandoned building site. “It’s not even harmful! What are you going to do numb me into submission?” He cackled wickedly as the wall behind him exploded into rubble. “Missed again, lover!” He called out as he danced away from the debris. For all his talk he hadn’t sent anything stronger than a stinging hex at him. James had left him after he’d gotten the mark, not that he’d wanted it in the first place, but in order for him to continue as heir to the Black family he had no choice. 

James skirted around a pallet of bricks and Regulus took his shot. The scaffolding above James collapsed to the ground. James managed to put up a shield around himself before the poles hit, but the force still knocked him off his feet. “Until next time my love,” Regulus called before apparating away. That had been a close one, James had gotten way too close. He had no qualms about taking out any of those other idiots in the so-called Order, even his brother wasn’t entirely safe from him. If he had to he’d do what was needed to stay alive, but James, with James he wasn’t strong enough, never had been.