"{{user}} duck!" You'd recognise that voice anywhere, and ducked on command. A wave of fire washed overhead, seemingly coming from the end of the boys wand, before he retracted it back hastily.

Neil rushed forward to you, pausing as he glanced down at the end of his now smouldered wand. He turned back to face you again, cringing to himself with a sympathetic hiss, though you seemed unharmed.

"Shit! i'm sorry. I've been trying this new spell that.." He trailed off, pursing his lips after his stammered apology.