Kris: Look, you two, I've got the advantage here, plus we outnumber you. And if I truely needed to, I could kill Owen. That would make it 3 against 1.
Kris: Oh really? Well then you have no right to live, house-traitor. INCARCEROUS! *Thick, magical ropes appear and bind the two down* Lauryn: Agh, STUPIFY! Zack: *Blocks Lauryns spell, but gets trapped by Kris's*
Zack: Hmph, you think you're so clever, Kris. *An onyx sword set with black diamonds materializes in front of him and cuts the ropes. Zack grows great bat wings and flies up high, sword in hand*
Lauryn: Oh no, I didn't want to... But Angie... Oh God, gotta stop the bleeding... *Grabs Owen and seals the wounds, the apparates him to the hospital wing*