Raven claw Common room

I catch it, sighing with relief.

OOC Outcome a or b?

"Are you sure you want to do that, Sammy? That bottle... likes me better than you..."

The bottle in Sam's hand starts to ignite with a few sparks, the contents threatening to explode...

I scream and drop it, but then think, Duh...  I pick it up with my mind before it can hit the floor.

"Dont you even think about it Crouch!!" I rip his entire arm off, my entire right eye going black.
Fuck, I needed to quit this before Jack has a real chance of escaping.

Crouch yells out, but laughs as he grabs the arm and his wand, sticking it in place and his arms seems back together, twisting as if to realign itself.

"I'd like to remind you the Dark Lord trained me, something as pitiful as that holds no means of stopping me."

"Well, this has been eye opening, Leon. There's a darkness in you, and I wish to unleash it.... so... I bide you adieu for now... but first..." He uses a spell to create a stream of oil over the room.

"REDUCTO!!!" He aimed at the bottle, causing it to shatter as he started to run out, the flames falling toward the oil, "Your choice heroes, me or are you going to stop a room wide barbecue?" He laughs and starts to run out.

Leon quickly drew around swifter, letting Crouch's words sting in his mind as he slammed his hand to the ground; freezing the oil over as well as catching the fire in a spiral of water and ice. It burned to hold but he breathed the biggest breaths and collapsed to his knees, the darkness in his eye retreating.
"God damn it....." he breathed

"Leon!" I say worriedly, starting to shiver as the room freezes.

Crest gives pursuit to Crouch, running outside after he was sure the entire room was safe.

Sylvester had slipped inside with Crouch, remaining in the shadows waiting for Sam to be alone.

Leon immediatley grew wings and flew out of the tower, angry and furious at Crouch, he wanted to send him to a horrible place, with horrible being an understatement

I just stand there, a bit shocked, but I can't help the feeling that I'm being watched.

Sylvester finally ran over to Sam, "Got you at last..."

I turn around, "Sylvester!"  I back away, starting to focus my mind.

"Flippendo!!"

I knock back into the wall, almost sick of being pushed around, and throw one of the chairs at him.

The chair slams into him, knocking him to the floor, "Look who's developed a backbone..."

I throw something else at him, surprised myself that I'm fighting back.

Sylvester stood back up, but the next furniture piece knocked his wand from his hand, as he scrambled to get it.

I take the wand and throw him up against the wall, feeling a rush of power for the first time in my whole life.

"Ahhh... you pitiful wench!!" He cursed at her.

"What is your problem with me?  Other than I'm married to Crest?"

"You harmed my mademosielle!"

I sigh, "I never want to hurt anyone!" My grip starts to weaken as I think about it.

"Of course you do, all you Strayers ever do is harm others."

"It's because Death Eater's like you harm people first!"