"It's going to be much harder without your wands," said Andi. She flicked hair off her forehead, sighing as her body started to shake, almost imperceptibly. Her eyes looked almost black in her face. Andi drew herself up. This was her body, her mind and she was going to win. She picked at the lace on her dress - another of her grandmother's relics. This one was dark mulberry in color with black ribbons and lace edging it. It was tight around her waist which is what happens when you comfort eat. Andi was thinking of trying sugarless gum or something that could be spat out.

"Who can tell me why exactly it'll be harder?"