Two blinding lights flew in Hermione’s direction. She sent the stunners into the wall. In a matter of seconds, the room was filled with flashing lights. She barely had time to deal with what was sent in her and Draco’s direction before Harry and Ron threw more stunners at them. Hermione knew that this wouldn’t go on for long. There were two of them against her and she didn’t even have time to cast anything herself. Sooner or later, she’d get tired, and they’d get to Draco. The thought kept her going. Harry’s aim got worse and worse by the minute. She wasn’t the only one running out of strength. Hermione dodged a stunner from Ron and sent one in Harry’s direction. The spell reached its aim. Harry fell on the floor, frozen. Dealing with Ron would be easier, she didn’t expect him to be the last one standing. Hermione prepared to send his stunner ricocheting off the walls when he did something unexpected. Ron turned slightly to the right, muttering something angrily under his breath. A white light escaped from his wand, but it didn’t go in Hermione’s direction. There was a muffled thud behind her. Time suddenly seemed to slow down. Ron’s face gained a frightened expression as Hermione turned around, her heart about to rip through her ribcage.