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Chapter 74 ~ The Fight (Short Chapter)

Mathias experienced with Jasmine, the same thing he experienced with Tonks. He went to swing, but she wasn't there. He stopped and felt a light tap in the back of his head. The wizard spun to face a slightly grinning Jasmine in a defensive stance…she had hit him in the back of the head with a pulled punch!

Andreas laughed out loud.

"You should have knocked his block off!" the wizard called out.

Andreas knew Jasmine was trying to take advantage of Mathias' temper. He kept it under control most of the time, but it was very likely that she could make him blow his top…and get sloppy.

"She's fast," Andreas informed Mathias.

"Not fast enough," he growled and attacked her with a flurry of punches and kicks. Jasmine danced back, slipping his kicks and blocking his blows, just as Andreas had shown her to do. She was keeping away from him, and not allowing him to make contact.

"Stay still!" Mathias seethed, still advancing, turning as Jasmine dipped to the side. Suddenly the witch kicked out, catching him in the midsection. It was a good, strong kick but Mathias' abdominal muscles were strong and absorbed it. Still, the contact brought him to a stop.

"You kicked me," he said in amazement.

"Thanks for telling me that," Jasmine said.

She suddenly launched into her own attack of kicks and blows, driving Mathias back. He was caught off guard. He blocked her blows, which were solid enough to make his forearms hurt. Then he saw an opportunity and swept her legs out from under her.

Instead of landing on her back, Jasmine used the fall to help her roll over and neatly rise to her feet. She stood facing Mathias in a defensive stance of readiness. Mathias arched an eyebrow at her.

"Not bad, witch," he said, beginning to circle her.

Jasmine spun with him, her eyes locked to his. Mathias was smirking. She really had learned something, and he was glad. It still wasn't going to stop him from taking the witch to the mat. She had been insufferable to him the past month…pointedly ignoring him, refusing to talk with him. He even offered to study with her, but she turned up her nose at him and said, "No thanks," and walked up the stairs to her room, leaving him staring after her stupidly, books in hand.

If Mathias had been his father, and Jasmine had been Hermione, a little sexual punishment would have been in order for sure for this blatant disregard. But all Mathias had was this…so this would be his vehicle of revenge.

He began to feint, Jasmine warily watching his body language. Suddenly he charged and grabbed her around the middle. The two opponents went down, wrestling. Andreas started. Damn, he'd gotten her down.

Jasmine and Mathias wrestled wildly, Jasmine trying to throw blows as Mathias tried to tangle her legs in his own. She was a lot stronger than he thought, and the wizard was actually perspiring as he sought to pin her down. Finally he rolled on top of her and pinned her upper arms down to the mat. He smirked at her as she struggled, then suddenly became aware of how she felt under him. Hm. This was quite interesting.

Jasmine was desperate. She didn't want to say give. But she didn't know Mathias had already decided she was worthy to continue training. She had managed to kick him as well as block and avoid him after only a month's worth of training with Andreas. She looked up at him and saw his eyes change a bit as he lay on top of her looking down. Then, she thought of how Andreas told her, that when in a fight use what was available.

Jasmine was able to reach her headgear and Mathias watched as she pulled it off, her blonde hair falling back to the mat. Her eyes softened. Mathias started to scowl.

"I've got you, witch. Ready to concede?" he asked her silkily.

In response, Jasmine lifted her chin slightly…and kissed him.

Mathias froze as Jasmine's soft lips pressed against his own for a moment, then the witch relaxed, her blue eyes gentle. The young wizard looked down at Jasmine. He had never felt anything so…nice. Scowling slightly, Mathias gazed at her mouth and began to lower his head to kiss her back.

Andreas was watching the scene with his mouth open.

"Merlin," he breathed as Mathias' head continued to lower, his lips pursing.

Suddenly, Jasmine jerked her head forward and bashed Mathias in the forehead with a horrendous head butt that made everything go black for a moment. When the wizard's head cleared, he was on his back and Jasmine sitting on top of him triumphantly. She had his arms pinned down with her knees.

Mathias could have used his legs to grip the witch and pull her off of him, but his head hurt too much. Damn, she had a hard skull.

Jasmine wiped her mouth slowly, giving him a wicked little smile.

"Are YOU ready to concede, Mathias Snape?" she asked him.

Mathias frowned up at her, his head throbbing.

"For the moment," he said, blinking at her.

Jasmine let out a whoop of joy and jumped off him, running to Andreas and leaping into his arms as the wizard spun her around. Mathias rose up on his elbows, then rubbed his forehead. There was a huge knot there.

Andreas put the ecstatic Jasmine down and walked over to Mathias, shaking his head ruefully.

"Twas beauty killed the beast," he quipped, offering his hand to his fallen brother.

Mathias gripped it and Andreas hauled him to his feet. Both of them turned to watch Jasmine, who was doing a wild little dance of victory. She had made Mathias Snape concede. Did life get any better than this?

"She cheated you know," Mathias said as a small fabric-wrapped bag of never-melting ice appeared on the mat next to him. He picked it up and placed it against the bump on his forehead.

Andreas laughed.

"She's a Slytherin, Mathias. She didn't cheat, she saw an opportunity to win and took it. Besides, she was just doing what I told her to do…use whatever she could as a weapon to help her fight. I guess her lips fall into that category," he said smiling at his brother.

Jasmine stopped dancing and beamed at both of the wizards, her chest rising and falling from exertion.

"Whatever," Mathias grumped, his nostrils flared as he looked at Jasmine.

Witches. Gah.

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A/N: Just a short chappie to appease those who wanted to know how the fight went. Lololol. As you can see…Jasmine won. Heh heh. Please review.