Jeremy gets the big wand.

Jeremy dove for the wand as the witch scrambled for it. He grasped it and felt a surge of electricity run up his arm.

“Fuck!” said the witch and she twisted around frantically. Just in time, Jeremy realized she was going for the ‘lesser’ wand, which had slipped out of the grey sash around her waist where she had stowed it.

“DON’T MOVE!” Jeremy commanded, thrusting the big wand in her direction.
The tip of the wand crackled with energy and the **** woman froze in place. Jeremy stared at the wand and grinned. He liked it!

Then he stared at the motionless woman’s round ass. Plenty to like there as well. And it was his.

He patted that ass with his left hand, holding tight to the wand with his right, then worked his way around to her front. Her hand was inches away from the little wand, but Jeremy took it and tapped it with the bigger wand. The lesser wand, in response to his direction, shrank down to the size of a pencil and he slipped it in his pocket

Then he turned to his would-be punisher. She was completely motionless. She was pale and getting paler. Witches were supposed to be green, but this woman appeared to be turning blue.

“Fuck!” Jeremy said as he realized her diaphragm wasn’t moving either. Had he stopped her heart as well?

“Breath!” he commanded, wielding the wand. “Stay alive, just…just don’t move your arms and legs. Or your mouth.”

The wand’s energy discharge was sluggish and sporadic this time as he gave it such evolving instructions, but the woman took in a ragged, **** breath through her nose and partially open mouth. Her eyes shot daggers at him, but her mouth stayed in the exact same position of grim determination it had worn as she went for the little wand.

“Sorry,” he said. “I don’t want hurt you But I don’t want you to hurt me either. The question is, how do I make sure that you don’t?”