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Written for Camp Potter - Paintball - week 1.

W/C without A/N - 131

My Mistake

As he stares me down, as words spew from his mouth, as he informs me of the mistakes, I know he is wrong. He's nothing but a boy, an annoyance, nothing. I'm the most powerful wizard the world has ever seen, and yet he faces me, confident that he can beat me. I'll prove him wrong, I'll show him who is the strongest. I'll show all these people watching that I am not someone to be played with.

Wands connect, and I know. I know something is wrong. Shock is all I feel as the spell comes towards me, the wand sailing from my own hand to his outstretched one, and I know my mistake.

Had I lived, I would have never underestimated Harry Potter again. And that was my mistake.