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The back of Harry's fist connected with the side of her head and she reeled, giving him enough time to shift to a more stable stance.  The litter-filled hallway was cramped and dangerous.  Harry had already had a pile of old furniture bounce off his shoulder as it fell and he knew it would hurt later.  Unfortunately, his reverse punch didn't knock her out and she came at him hard from the shadows.  Harry blocked and gave room as he could, knowing the end of the hall was somewhere close behind him giving no escape.