Angelica's POV

I lay in bed staring at my purple walls. I looked at the clock. It read 9:30. Half an hour left. "Beast.....Beast......Beast" The words hissed in my head. I couldn't. I open my window and fly out. I sit by the pond in my garden. "I AM NOT A BEAST" I yell to the moon. To the pond. To the world. I start crying. Why did it have to be so complicated??? Suddenly I hear a bush shaking. The crack of a stick. Whispers. I hear a bullet coming torwards me. I immediately duck and turn. I see Ronald and Harry. "What a crybaby!" Harry smirks. The old me would have backed away and surrendered. The new me transformed. Into a devil. I rise up and start shooting 50 bullets at them. I was not a crybaby. And they should know that. They dodge the bullets and accio broomsticks.

5 HOURS LATER

They where gone. The fight was over. I won. And I am not a beast.