Molly Weasley (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} not_wobbly) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} breaking_point, |
This was insane and Lucy's words came back to her, and their implication. Training was one thing, experience another. There was no time to process anything, just keep moving and fighting.
Her senses were both heightened and muddy, words not quite making sense as she was in a fog, and she kept firing, slicing the arm of a DE and scorching another, her wand ready and then out of her hand?
Her arm was bent and she was in trouble, someone (on their side?) grapped her and pulled her behind debris, useless. There she stayed hoping at the least she wouldn't be a liability and trusting that when they won a healer would find her.