for I'm too busy committing sins
One minute Delphi and all the others clearly had the upper hand. The next..
She was cornered by two of them, couldn’t see any of the other Death Eaters beyond the burley shoulders of her captors. Delphini knew what she was doing, certainly could handle herself on the battlefield, redirecting spells and sending tenfold the cataclysm back their way. What she wasn’t prepared for was brute force.
Leave it to the mudbloods to opt for muscle over magic.
He had Delphini pinned against the stone wall faster than she'd ever admit. Her white wand standing out in firm contrast against the ebony floors, vision blurring as two hands wrapped tight around her thin neck. Salazar's sake. She’d always assumed if anything would take her down it would be an unforgivable, never this - a wannabe mudblood man of steel choking the life out of her.
She fought against him, claws digging into his swollen hands, legs pounding against his thick form. His was unshakable.
She caught a fading glimpse of her Uncle Roddy beyond the wizards shoulder. He was surrounded by three of them, his back turned to her completely. Rabastan also seemed to be preoccupied , his limp form slumped against the cold floor.
She sent one more sharp kick directly into what she hoped was the mudblood's spleen. His hands tightened.
...Mum?
Where was Mum?