His wand shook in his hand. He had just killed someone. In front of everyone. He, a gryffindor, had commited murder at hogwarts.
It didn't take long for professor mcgonigal (spelling?) to show up. All she found was a dead student.
Sedry flew as fast as he could into the air. He couldn't go back. He would be sent to azkaban. He had ruined everything. He should have killed Garret before.
He talked of death so casually. Maybe he should go to azkaban.
He noticed a wizard in blue ministry robes following after him. Without thought, he doubled his speed, and began a race for his life.
