There was something exhilarating being out there amidst the buzz of magic. She could feel her body absorbing the energy from those around her. With each defensive spell and counter-curse reaching her intended destination, her confidence grew. She was no spell-casting dancer like Ginny, but her wand work began to fall into a pattern almost like music. Each spell created a crescendo within her. She saw the bodies of her friends fighting alongside her, death eaters dropping unceremoniously to the ground. With each body dropped, another pair of duellers aparrated away, bringing the death eaters back to headquarters while they were still unconscious, and apparating back.