Miseria looked at Sam who flew at the stone. She felt how her heart started beating faster and faster with every moment, when she turned her sight back at Ne'Os. "That is so unbelievable that i'm stepping against the vampire now..." she murmured to herself, putting on a protecting shiled, while he stopped bleeding. Swearing in thoughts. She was still starin at Ne'Os when she saw the light-green curse flying towards her. Gasping loudly, she jumped away. No, with just Protego, she couldn't protect herself.
And death seemed to already be in love with her. She always got some problems with the death eaters, and now, including one vampire who tryes to kill her - not so nice.
She was laying down on the ground, watching as cruciatus flew trough the air, not far away from her face. When it was finally lost in the air, she got up, and held her wand at him. "Well, that was so polite," she said sarcastically, still breathless. Then she started walking closer to Sam, putting on the protecting shield, so that both of them could be safe for a while. And for the beginning, she didn't attack right now.