The Last Peverell

Chapter 24

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Chapter 24

The autumn breeze slowly turned into a winter chill as October faded into November and then froze into a chilly December. Time seemed to pass quickly and Jasmine, for the first time in ten lives, was having a fairly normal term, all things considered. Jasmine spent most of her time revising or dueling, which was fine with her. Every moment spent studying was worth its weight in gold for when she had to start actively fighting Death Eaters again. Though, Christmas was coming up. She had never spent Christmas with her family before. In her other lives she had spent it with Hermione's family, Sirius, and with Theo and Blaise in Italy with his mother, but never with her own biological family. She had already bought presents for all of her friends and could honestly say that she was excited to head home. There was no crazed killer out to get her, nor was there something in the castle trying to murder everyone in sight. She only had to deal with Brightbark's occasional bigoted comment and Dumbledore's glares during meals, but that was it.

The dueling tournament she was supposed to be training for was in the middle of February, so Flitwick was having them practice four days a week in between quidditch practices. Honestly, Jasmine hadn't been this sore in quite a few lives. At least she knew that she was going to be in fantastic shape for the tournament.

She wanted to win this tournament so badly. It would make Dumbledore and Brightbark froth with rage when they'd have to congratulate her. Jasmine also had a few bones to pick with Dumbledore over Remus. There were a few road small road blocks that she had to circumvent to get her friend's visa that shouldn't have existed. The political strings that had been pulled to keep him in the country were astounding, and since only a handful of people knew about Remus' condition, Dumbledore could be the only culprit. She was lucky she was in goblins good graces. The Goblins had been profiting from her investments and had been helping her out in any way that they could, so long as gold kept coming in for them. Jasmine might have recommended another very profitable stock to invest in that had tripled in value in November, so they owed her a favor or two. Remus' paperwork was pushed forward through the bank, and then with the help of James and Sirius' connection, had gone through without a hitch before December even started. The werewolf was now looking outside the UK for jobs and was finding that his future wasn't quite as bleak as he'd originally thought.

"Peverell, keep your head in the duel. I don't care how easy you find this!" Professor Flitwick shouted from across the platform as Jasmine absently dodged another stray spell from Lily, who was attempting to win a duel against her. Evans' form had gotten better and she was a quick study, but there were certain forms that only time would be able to teach her. At least with this club active she'd have a better chance of surviving the upcoming war.

Jasmine sighed and with a side step and a flick of her wrist Lily was on the ground winded. The red head rarely guarded her left side and was always a few seconds too slow when avoiding hexes and curses from that angle. Jasmine had attempted to point it out, but it usually just ended in heated glares.

It was like that with everyone at this point. None of them had been able to best Jasmine and it was beginning to frustrate all of them to the point where they didn't want to even attempt to stand across from her on the platform. It wasn't like she could help it, Jasmine had years of training under her belt and they all knew it thanks to Brightbark, but it seems that actually showing her dueling talent and hearing about it were two different things. Letting them win wasn't going to solve anything either, it would just cause Flitwick to yell at her for not trying.

Lily groaned from the ground and Jasmine offered her a hand, which she thankfully took. "Ms. Peverell, how were you able to disarm Ms. Evans so quickly?"