Re: tonks/bella
Dora felt the bite of the slashing curses in her skin. She didn't bother trying to dodge them as she realised that she had to concentrate. Fifth year pranks weren't going to do a thing to her aunt besides make her angry and that wasn't exactly something which Dora needed to help provoke. She was gong to have to do something.
"Bloody hell," Dora muttered to herself before raising her wand in the air. She didn't want to kill, but if that was the result of what she was going to do, then so be it.
Blood was dripping down her arm coming from three parallel slices in her skin from Bella's continuous slashing spells. Her hand was actually a bit sticky with it and she had to regrip her wand in order to use the proper wand movements. Dora wiped her arm hastily on her shirt, a brief movement before she started to speak. "Entra--"
The words for the Entrails spell stopped halfway from her lips when she looked down at her intended target.
"Oh my God."
Dora barely managed to keep her wand aloft as realization washed over her. She'd not noticed the curve of Bella's stomach before taking this rather up close look and if she had, and Entrail-Expelling Curse would not have been what she chose.
Hand still shaking, Dora stared. "Fuck," she mumbled as she looked at her aunt. "Fuck... no. No. No."