The next wave of death eaters entered the cave. They didn't bother with carts, instead they flew around Draco like flies, aiming their curses at his solid hide. There was no one strong enough to pierce through a shield created by the love of two soulbonds - infusing their magic as one. Hermione picked them off one by one, as easy as if she were flicking dirt from her shoe. They fell from the air in different ways; ropes around their legs and arms, transfigured into a ship's anchor and giant popping sores covering their bodies from her classic