The Inner Beast

“Merlins beard... It's beautiful.” Whispered the woman... This was the first time since they had brought him in that they had actually been able to push him to change. He had been so against turning, now they knew why. His muggle father had been the reason he'd become an Obscural... The windows to the room shook and she flicked her wand out to reinforce them... In a sense it was beautiful the way it lashed out and writhed in the air. That had been a boy who could barely look someone in the eye mere seconds ago and now it was a swirling mass of death. “Amazing.” She breathed. “Simply amazing.”