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[Anisha Khatri]

Anisha wasn't sure how she had ended up in St. Mungo's, but here she was. It all felt a bit like an overreaction, but at the same time, the big gash in her arm was refusing to heal with all the normal healing spells, and that was pretty bad. After Hogwarts, Anisha had known she wanted to duel and compete professionally as a duellist. She was good, she knew she was, and she was confident she would be able to do well. But after graduating, she quickly realized how competitive the world of professional duelling was, and how hard it was to get your foot in the door. After being rejected from a few tournaments for not having enough experience, Anisha had asked some advice. That was how she had gotten into the slightly less officially organized dueling tournament, held in some abandoned warehouse where anyone could join and rules seemed to be optional. It had seemed exciting at first, and also like a good way to get some experience and start making a name for herself. But Anisha had quickly realized a lot of the participants were using spells that she didn't know and were probably something they invented themselves. And that was how she ended up with a wound that wouldn't heal and kept oozing a greenish liquid. After attempting to heal it herself, she had swallowed her pride and headed over to St. Mungo's. Normally, Anisha would have gone right away. But there was one big reason she had for avoiding the hospital. The door opened, and Anisha let out a groan as that one reason walked through the door. She had hoped her sister would be too busy with other patients to notice she was here. "Hi, Indi." She said sheepishly.