Her return to dueling had seen her thoughts drift back to times with a one Barnabas Skeeter - so hell bent on forbidding women to duel, even decoratively - it was hard to not search for his face in the crowd. It might have been useless though - she doubted he would want to witness such an abhorration on society's gentle cloth.

With the rules having been read, Amelia prepared herself, turning her attention to the woman in front of her and pointed her wand not at her opponent but at the floor in front of her. If all went according to plan, a pillar made of the same material as the floor would erect in front of Miss Lestrange thus encasing her wand arm and forcing it upwards towards the ceiling as opposed to at Amelia.