Jory had just enough time to grab onto a tree when the harsh wind started. "Now I know what a hurricane feels like!'' he thought trying not to panic.

There was a ton of sand blowing everywhere and the boy had to clamp his eyes and moth shut as he held on to the tree. The water that poured down drenched him in a few seconds. He was totally confused and had no clue of what was going on with anyone around him. He could hear lots of shouts all around.

Jory opened his eyes a fraction and not a moment too soon. There was an enormous coconut heading straight for him! "Oh no!'' he exclaimed and immediately taking in a set of sand. Gagging, he ducked and the coconut came whistling over his head. "Too close!'' he thought. "Got to cast that spell!" The wind pounded against him as he felt desperately for his wand.

Finding it at last, he raised it and cast the spell. "Protego Caelum!"

Hurricanes were NOT FUN. They weren't anything like the storm s she'd experienced in Galway, and Kendall personally dec ided that she'd rather not experience one ever again. At least, not if she had to be outside in it. Shield or no, it didn't matter and besides, her weather shield had done nothing to prevent the pain of being hit by the piece of thatched roof. And it hadn't helped keep the sand that was flying all over from trying to creep under the edges of her clothing, into her boots... Hurricanes were just evil and she wished that this one was over with. She hadn't let go of her death grip on the tree trunk, either, even though it had practically bent her so she was parallel to the sandy floor. Not on the ground, as that would have meant the tree had broken, but it wasn't exactly fun watching people flying around sideways. Until the trunk snapped back upright as the wind shifted, and she almost lost her grip. Almost. Somehow, she managed to keep hold even as the thatch spun sideways and slammed into her again, snagging on the toe of one of her boots. Along with something long and thin, and she craned her neck around to look at it.

A rope?, she wondered, trying to figure out where it had come from. There hadn't been any ropes that she'd seen before, but then it was hard to see much other than silhouettes anymore. Especially with the rainwater flowing down her face, thankfully washing any sand away from her eyes but not exactly helping otherwise. At least I haven't gotten hit by a coconut or something, she thought. It wasn't worth trying to speak, since that only would mean getting sand in her mouth and sand definitely didn't taste good. She'd heard the cries from others getting hit by things, anyway, so she was than kful her tree seemed out of that zone. She just had the stupid thatch that kept hitting her, and as she had that thought, the rope that had appeared gave her an idea. Not a very good one, but maybe it would protect her from sand for a little while. Professor Bellaire hadn't said they couldn't try to come up with other cover than their shield. Her taking things literally hadn't worked yet, but right now she was desperate.

Snagging the rope with her fingers, pretty much the only thing she was willing to risk loosening from the trunk even temporarily, she slid down to a rough seated position at the base of her tree. Now to see if this would work. Position ing the thatch over her, she let go with one hand to loop an edge of the rope inside part of the roofing, then pulled it around the trunk tight before awkwardly tying it off above her head. And then she slipped her wand out, cutting the rope off to give her extra, that she used to tie the two bottom corners to the tree as well, creating a tiny little cocoon that she could huddle inside. Back to the tree trunk as she prepared to hopefully wait out the rest of the hurricane. As long as nothing hard slammed into the debris covering her.

Surya was waiting for this all the time. As it started he felt it was nothing. But soon it began to grow intense. The sand, winds and the water. 3 disasters at the same time!! He immediately caught on to a tree. He has also seen a few of them couldn't hold their wand in their hand. So Surya has decided that whether if he casts a charm or not, he is not again going to Ollivanders for a new wand. Excitement, fear and enthusiasm have together gripped him now which is even more dangerous than a killing curse. But his confidence was there beside him. It's time for the claw to unleash himself. "Protego Caelum" he said with his wand held straight. And yes it happened. It worked. A protective shield has formed around him which was protecting him from all the nuisance he has been facing till now. He never knew he had the thing for charms. The shield was so strong that he could see all the others busy on their own charm. Some of them were even better than him. But whatever it is he has made his Charms class productive.

Sophia got herself a glass of coconut water and sipped it while watching the action outside. Something told her that she probably shouldn't be this entertained by this but...she was Placing the class back on the little wooden table the Charms Professor refocused her attention on the younger ones.

Right Mr.Odessa.

She took the hand that he was holding up and pulled him forward so everyone could see. Professor Bellaire then positioned herself behind him and took hold of his wrist (the one holding the wand).

"Alright everyone pay attention."

"Mr.Odessa I need you to focus on the spell, focus on what you wand the charm to do.." Something told her it was the boy's ability to be distracted by anything that was the real problem.." now hold your wand firm and..." She moved his hand in the correction motion as she spoke to them..."move it in a clockwise motion and flick. Then say the charm clearly." She did it again with him. "Now I want everyone to try that."

Professor Bellaire looked at the girl and frowned slightly, then a smile replaced it moments later.

"Not yet. The students will be fine. Focus on getting the charm right Miss Greenwell."


O_________O

Sophia jumped back a little as something large dropped in front of them. What an inconvenient time for Mr.Shacklebolt to just drop in. She stepped over him and pulled out her wand and pointed it at his face dousing him with water.

"Miss Greenwell smack his face a few times and see if he comes to. I suppose its time to wrap up today's lesson."



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She stepped from under the hut and held her wand up. Water bouncing off her as well and sand and she seemed unaffected by the weather.

"Finite Incantatem." She said loudly into the storm. Immediately everything became still and the 'sky' cleared.

She looked around at the battered students and beamed at him. "Very good everyone..very good. I need you all to gather around." So she could properly dismiss class and announce the winner and such.

Ok they may have a spell to protect them from the rain, SAND and pretty much anything else flying their way, but when they are HIT with things it does still HURT.

And because Vickers pretty much cant move from where he crouched due to fear all the debris that accumulated around him, he was pretty much good and buried under this mound of STUFF—which was scarily solidifying with all the sand and water and debris pressed solidly together by the torrential rain and wind.

As if having his face pressed against sand despite the shield charm wasn’t bad enough, now he has to deal with the idea of being buried alive.

Psychological scarring much?


And just like that… it all stopped.

It took him a few minutes to realize this of course. And as he tried to sit up, that almost cement-like mound was too heavy for him to push through. PANIC! Would someone notice if he was missing? Does he still have enough air? Suddenly wrapping his skin and head with that charm has its major drawbacks. It was starting to feel like he’s suffocating.

"Heeelllpp…"

When the coconut hit Ella in the stomach, the third year let go of the tree immediately, her hands wrapping around her middle tightly. She groaned, not daring to open her mouth for fear of the sand that was still whipping and scratching everyone in its path. Inching like a worm, she pushed her body against the tree and tried her best to stay there, rolled in a little ball. It was better then flying around in the air like some abandoned balloon! EEP. She couldn't help but wonder if the coconut was some karmic payback for hitting her friends with bludgers in Quidditch. Could that be true? The Hufflepuff wasn't sure.

And then, just as quickly as the storm had picked up power, it stopped. The badger blinked several times, afraid that it might be a trick. But...nothing. "Thank Merlin." She said quietly, sitting up and wiping the wet hair from her face. She felt very wet, and sore, and sandy at the moment. In truth, all she really wanted was a hot shower and some ice cream. ...And maybe a trip to the nurse? Eh...she'd live.

Looking around her, Ella counted her friends just to make sure they were alright, as if they might have floated off to the moon or something given the winds. When she was sure they were still alive Ella slowly, very s l o w l y, walked towards Professor Bellaire. Her wet clothes clinging to her body and she had a thin layer of sand stuck all over. When she stopped in front of the woman, she shrugged her shoulders and frowned. "So um...that was a pretty powerful storm." Understatement of the year?

WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATER

Kurumi continued to cling to her tree, ducking every now and then from a flying coconut and trying to keep a hold on both Beezus and Sarah so they wouldn't go blowing off into the distance somewhere.

And it didn't help that Theo was giving her a look like a crup that had just been kicked. SHE DIDN'T HAVE ANY MORE ARMS! Maybe she could...

And now Sierra was giving her a look too. WHAT?!

And then there were flying ropes, flying BODIES, more rain, more wind, more of Kurumi's lips flapping like crazy as she tried to cast the charm one more time since she could begin to feel some of the water penetrating her shield.

WOAH! WAIT....WHAT HAPPENED TO MILTO---- But Kurumi was smacked in the face with a giant palm leaf, blocking her vision from seeing anything.
Leaf still plastered to the side of her face, Kurumi could feel the pressure lessening and she was able to sort of stand, roll, whatever it was she was going to do now that the wind had ceased. Kurumi almost literally pealed the leaf off the side of her face, but once it was gone she tossed it to the side and then checked on the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor that she had been holding on to. "You guys alright?"

Kurumi checked her robes and tucked in the bits of her white shirt that had come untucked from her skirt and readjusted her tie before heading over to the hut. If it weren't for her windblown bangs and slightly sandy ears, one might not have known that she had just been through a hurricane - unless you checked her pulse.

Walking over, she heard a feeble call of...help was that? And approached a mountain of sand (?) where she saw a shoe sticking out and the bottom of what appeared to be Ravenclaw robes. "You alright in there?!" Kurumi squeaked as she began to dig through the pile of sand.

Nigel was seriously regretting not going in the hut with West and the Professor. He still thought flying would be awesome. If not in a hurricane. Nigel shut his eyes hoping he would not hit into any trees or if other people were flying. That would be terrible. Nigel did not want his wand or more importantly Theo's wand to break. Use a spello-taped wand for the rest of the term would be awful.

Nigel listened to the wind and could not hear any voices. Maybe the wind was to loud to hear other people. Nigel did not know. All he knew was the he was being flung in circles and there was no end in sight. It was becoming a routine when all of a sudden he hears something.

O___O

The Storm has completely stopped and now Nigel is falling. He opens up his eyes and notices the fall is not that far. But he still wished he knew some spell that would make him a soft landing. But Nigel was only a second year after all. Nigel did not see the point of screaming. So he continued to fall where Professor Bellaire was gathering everybody.

He lands awkwardly with on his left side and immedialty hears a loud CRACK. He first thinks that he broke his and Theo's wands. But he turns to look and notices that it was only his arm bending at a weird angle. Nigel did not think an arm could bend like that. "I have Theo's wand" Nigel said pulling in out of his robes intact. But before he could say amymore he faints.

Minerva watched Sutton thinking and at that moment she wanted to let the Hurricane hit her with Coconuts. She was always the sensible one, the one that knew what was going on. How did one Hurricane make her lose all her thoughts and she just stood there like a helpless puppy. That was never the case in the past. What was going on this term. She didn't feel like she changed, but something had to have. She looked back at Sutton as she began to speak looking over to the rock Minerva shook her head to show she understood. "Okay, let's do this." she stood up.

Hearing her friend tell her what to do she wanted to slap herself, she knew that spell why didn't she think of it. Lifting her wand to say it she was surprised to have the wind and sand stop. All of the sudden it was all calm and clear. Looking at Sutton she smiled and hugged her friend. "Thanks Sutton, I don't know what went wrong with me." **Frown** Trying to shrug it off Minerva headed to where the Professor had called them all together. Rubbing her face she felt like it should be bleeding as much as it hurt from the sand. "Well at least that is over." she smiled at Sutton and then turned towards the Professor to hear what the next thing would be. Hopefully not an avalanche or a Volcano or something..

Whyyyyyyyy was the professor manhandling him when there were kids DYING OUT THERE? He totally agreed with Penelope and nodded at her, wide-eyed, sure that his dad wouldn't be pleased to hear about all this.

HOW COULD HE FOCUS WHEN HIS FRIENDS WERE ALL LIKE, PRACTICALLY DEAD, OR BROKEN?

He staaared at his wand, and his wrist and the professor moving his arm.

And before he could try it again for himself, the Ravie captain landed right there and the professor was trying to drown him even MORE. And wanted Penelope to smack his faaaace?

He watched, gobsmacked at the fact that the professor was ending the storm spell but hadn't bothered to check on anyone that was hurt or anything. Gather AROUND?

He ran out there, going over to Nigel first, and grabbing up Theo's wand for safe keeping and kneeling down by the Ravenclaw. See his arm??!!

And of all times for West to manage a spell? At least it was a good one. He conjured a splint on the other boy's arm, concentrating when it counted.

Oh and, professor? West had no sand on him. Or anything. And was totes dry and unbroken. Didn't that make him the winner?

Hannah just knew that she was not going to make it out alive. The wind and sand was beating her body. She wasn't exactly sure what she was holding on to...it could be a tree, a hut or another person. All she knew was that she had a death grip on it and she wasn't going to go anywhere.

She was dodging coconuts and other flying things left and right. The fact that she was not knocked out cold was a major feat for her. Her arms were starting to burn by holding on so hard. She didn't know how much longer she could take it before the hurricane consumed her.

Then it all stopped. She blinked a few times and looked around to see that the professor had ended the spell. Thank Merlin. She couldn't have done it at a better time.

As they neared the large rock, Sutton pointed her wand and said, "Contego Rock!" hoping it would repel any objects and keep them from getting anywhere near the girls. Minnie had successfully cast her Protego charm, and it was much more powerful than Sutton's had been... and much more effective. Once they were safely behind the rock, Sutton returned Minnie's hug with a smile. She was proud of her friend for recovering from her fear.

They hadn't been crouching behind their rock very long when the storm suddenly calmed down. Sitting up a little bit, Sutton looked around, and the hurricane had gone, and Professor Bellaire was standing on the beach. She must have ended it. Standing up, she heard the professor calling them, and she and Minnie made their way over to her, Sutton was cradling her left arm to keep her shoulder from moving.

Her little arms simply couldn't take anymore of this. She felt her muscles start to shake, then go limp. Having lost grip of the tree, Eliza flew end over end, backwards - scuttling in the sand. Lying flat on her belly with the sand in her face, she felt her charm break. Water. A flash flood of water dumped onto her, only for moment, right before the professor stopped the storm.

Of course. Of course I'd get wet right before it was over. Couldn't just last a few more seconds. Ohhh no. Nope. she thought to herself, slightly grumpily.

She pulled herself up off the ground, brushed herself off the best she could, and went to stand in the group by the teacher. She wondered how there could even be a clear winner in a mess of a learning exercise like that. Thankfully she hadn't been injured, but she saw others who looked a bit more tattered.

Still spitting out sand and trying to ignore her hair getting in her eyes and mouth and ALL OVER - along with more sand, of course, aand water - Sophie continued to hug both Theodore and the tree. She wasn't even thinking how awesome the speel work was anymore, she was just wondering if they would all be alright after thiiis!!! GAAHH!!

And Nigel was still flying around... poor kid!

Out of NOWHERE something else hit Sophie and she squirmed a bit, holding herself tighter to the tree - and Theodore. After a while she noticed that the thing was actually... ELLIOT!!

Sophie didn't think of shaking her off or anything, but she couldn't do anything else at the moment anyway, or she would be flying around just like Nigel.

But UUUUGGGHHHH!!! The Ravenclaw was clinging to her arm and making it harder to hold onto the tree! Elliot was fat HEAVY!

And that made Sophie let go off the tree a few seconds later... she was blown away from the tree again, with Elliot still holding onto her! But suddenly - again - everything stopped and Sophie fell down..... on top of Elliot.

She lay there for a few seconds before realising what had just happened. When she figured where she was and WHO was underneath her she jumped up and eyed the evil eagle. "Sorry..." The brunette muttered as she tried to shake some sand off herself.

Once standing, the third year checked to see if she was okay. Well, apart from the covered-in-sand-and-water part, she was alright. Looking around to see if no one had died, Sophie slowly made her way to where professor Bellaire told them to go, still spitting sand.

It was a good job that Sophie had come to help him when she did, otherwise Theo would be a sandy heap laying in the corner of the room by now. He didn't even mind the hug-thing they had going on over this tree. It was all good when being saved from a hurricane. He wasn't paying MUCH attention to the Ravenclaw that blew into Sophie either. He was not going to let her go, no matter what.

And at LAST, the professor stopped the madness, and Theo let go of the tree (and Sophie), and fell into the sand head first.

"Ow." He mumbled. But it could've been worse, he kept telling himself.

PRIORITIES FIRST, where was his WAND?

The boy brushed the sand off of his clothes, but it was still covering his face and hair, turning it into a rather ugly dirty blonde color. WAND? Theo stumbled over to where Professor Bellaire was. A gold star for effort?

But first....

"I lost my wand, professor!" Wibble. He did notice West, stone dry without a speckle of sand on him, so he frowned. Was he hiding under the hut, or was he just REALLY good at this charm?

...

.....
OHWOAH, NIGE-MAN'S ARM.
o________O

Holding onto a tree was not as good of an idea as it sounded. A coconut from the tree had fallen and just barely missed her. Had it not been for the gust of wind at just the right moment, the coconut probably would have landed right on her head. She peeked out from under her eyelids. More coconuts and other debris were soaring about, and there were even students FLYING! O____O And Silvia would be one of them if she couldn’t keep her hands from slipping.

Her shield was beginning to weaken as her attention turned from maintaining it to trying to stay alive. Another coconut seemed to come out of nowhere, and this time it slammed into her shoulder, her shield not quite strong enough to block it. And Silvia lost her grip. She felt the wind suddenly shift and push her a few feet away from the tree and downwards. She was lying on the ground, her hands covering her head, sand still whirling about and grinding against her exposed hands.
And suddenly, it all stopped. After a moment Silvia looked up. The clouds were gone, and so was the wind; no more flying students. Slowly she stood up. Her shoulder was sore but otherwise she did not seem to have sustained any serious injuries.

The young Claw made her way towards the hut where the professor was standing. Her face and hands were wet; her eyes were a bit red and her hands rubbed almost raw in places from the stinging sand and from clinging to the tree. Then there was her shoulder of course, which she rubbed unconsciously. But her cloak was mostly dry; there were a few areas that were slightly damp where the shield had begun to fail in the last few moments. Silvia normally enjoyed Charms class, but this wasn’t exactly her idea of fun. WHAT had Professor Bellaire been thinking, sending them into a hurricane without ensuring they were completely protected from harm? She didn't say anything.

Too engaged in keeping himself upright and not thrown like his fellow leader who certainly was gonna need help, Gideon didn't notice at first that Professor Bellaire had left the hut and was ending their little adventure. His eyes half-closed, it wasn't until he started to feel more then see the difference around him that he knew something was up. He eased his eyes open only to spot the sky lightening and the trees that had been blowing slowing down. The prefect couldn't help the sigh of relief that escaped him, his arm loosening its hold on the tree trunk and finally standing on just his feet to regain his balance.

"Anybody need help?" he asked looking around his area, not about to leave the area for the hut if he was needed. That would be selfish and be the opposite of his view at the platform.

Was Kurumi digging for something...or someONE? Gideon didn't know but he slowly made his way closer.

Buried under goodness how much wet sand and debris Vickers couldnt really hear things very clearly down there, worsened of course by that fact that he had a bad ear, had the spell that felt like cling wrap all around his head and is nearly mentally catatonic. It was only when he felt someone clawing at his head was he suddenly roused to the present. He had to get out of this toooommmmbbb!

With his general head region starting to lighten up from the pressing weight he started to stretch his arms out to flail try to break to the surface. When the sand and debris have eased up enough he crawled his way out still shaking like a leaf but definitely relieved to be out of there. Clumsily he plopped on his back and for the first time had a good look at his savior.

"Kurumi?" She saved him! "Th-Thankyouuuu..."

Elliot was still clinging to Soaps..disgusted all the same. And then, Soapy did something really stupid. Like beyond the normal stupidity of a hufflepuff...

She let go of the dratted tree.

Elliot began yelping, trying to let go of Sophie...but the next think she knew, she was on the ground, the back of her head(her precious hair!) buried in sand...and...a HUUUUGE lump of hufflepuff was on top of her....Elliot growled...and then, the storm stopped.

FKKH$BIBGPOGNEG

Elliot couldn't move Soapy by herself! "Get off me, Puffer! EW!" she yelled, at the top of her lungs, unable taking the proximity of Sophie...she managed to roll a bit and PUSHED her off...she didn;t care how rough it was...and she scrambled up..she tried to brush the sand off...but there was just too much...UGGGHH! "Are you stupid?" she asked Sophie flatly..."You let go of the tree."

Stupid girl. FOOLish UGh.

She was glad class was over.

Sophie did feel the evil Ravenclaw pushing her off, but tried to ignore it. Though it made her frooowwn as she pushed her hair back and IGNORED the fact that Elliot was flat on the ground.

She was so not helping her up. Hmph.

Whaaa?? "You grabbed my arm and kept pulling me!" Sophie said, glaring at Elliot. "It was your fault I let go of the tree!" TOTALLY her fault, yep! The Hufflepuff was just fine holding onto the tree with Theodore before evil Elliot came along and dragged Sophie with her!

The third year was now very annoyed. She didn't care (much) about the sand, but Elliot always managed to aggravate her somehow. Uuuuuugh! "You're the one that's stupid." She muttered again, crossing her arms over her chest and turning around still spitting sand.

She need to scratch and without thinking she released her grasp from the tree. That was silly, because weighing barely thirty kilos, the wind must have mistook Sarah as a feather as she flew away, liking her robes in Kuurmi's arms... She was grinning with excitement though -because it was an EXPERIENCE... imagine seeing the tops of peoples heads without a broom. She landed on the thatched hut and Sarah managed to lean over and smile at Penelope with a grin (although her head was upside down) before she jumped from the roof and fought the wind head on, like a fish swimming against the tide and ran to Kurumi and slipped into her robe again. Thankfully Kurumi had her vision obstructed for those few moments and did not seem to realize that she had been holding onto only Sarah's robes for a while Yet Sarah did not want to worry her and in fact.. she should do it more often... Flying was fun and Sarah like the adrenaline the hurricane had given her. Her cousin Jayden was the same, in fact he went to America and stayed in the most Hurricane --ish place ever in order to experience the storms... he was a storm chaser. For Sarah it was an Experience.
Oh dear.. the storm was over? Sarah hated when good things come to an end... Yet Sarah was scared about the others.... Turning to Mr. Grumpy (Sarah felt bad calling him.. because was that not called labeling. Sarah was working on herself not to be so judging of a person... maybe he had a hard life before he came to Hogwarts), "I am so sorry my spell did not work so well... I can cast a spell to dry you off though... that will work better as I am more experienced in it and the other spell I cast was not done in Ideal weather conditions...." understatement of the century...

Sarah then turned to Kurumi trying to hide her disappointed face. "Doing awesome! Adventure is good for you... And that was SOME adventure..." then realizing that some had not come out as she had she said, "you okay?" she said witha worried expression. "Thanks for protecting me" she wanted to hug Kurumi, yet Kurumi was involved in a rescue operation of some sort.

Then Sarah redid her hair neater.. this professor was so OCD about neatness it bugged her. Then she went over to the professor... well, she had not gotten wet... well at least she did not feel wet... the charm seemed to last for that and about the sand... it was mind over matter... was it not?

She then looked at the damage that had been caused... it did not matter much to Sarah... it looked like her bedroom... well she personally called it the HURRICANE SARAH effect. Please... she was too busy to clean her room. It did not matter to her, so why should it bother others... She was just too busy to keep her bedroom at home clean...

As the Professor cancelled the charm, she saw all the other students. Belle's eyes were stinging from the sand and water in her eyes. Her ears had to adjust to the silence due to the roaring winds. Belle coughed up some sand that was in her lungs and other debris.
"That was some storm professor." Belle said breathlessly. She noticed a ravenclaw named Nigel broke his arm. "Ow that has gotta hurt." Belle said to herself. She limped to the circle and was wondering who was the winner. Belle had a hard time hearing but she could make out some words.

Penelope did try to pay attention, and for the most part succeeded, but she didn't have much success at trying it herself. Probably because she was pretty distracted with what was going on outside the hut - and then what suddenly happened INSIDE the hut. Merlin's pants! Why did Milton suddenly come crashing in?! And was he okay?! And then Professor Bellaire squirted water at him with her wand, but that apparently didn't work so she...told Penelope to smack him?

Um...

Okay.

At least the lesson was ending now too, so hopefully no one else would come flying through the hut though if they did she was more than willing to smack them too.

Kneeling down beside the unconscious Ravenclaw Captain, Penelope set her wand down beside her for a bit, then raised her arm and gave Milton a good SMACK! across the face. If that didn't wake him up, she'd do it again.

Vivi had nearly made it to the tree, her arms outstretched and aching to just cling to something that wouldn't fly away, when something very solid hit the back of her legs and catapulted her forward. Her arms were no use, despite being outstretched, and Vivi face-planted into the rough barked tree.

OUCH.

She crumpled to the ground, blinded by the sand and rain and the dancing stars that formed from the knock to the head, and she wasn't even able to appreciate how her robes weren't picking up any damp sand from the ground beneath her. Too bad... it was a rather impressive spell.

Whatever had struck her was now laying heavily across her legs, and Vivi struggled half-heartedly to free herself. As the professor ceased the storm around them, Vivi was only able to see for the first time who had hobbled her... Sierra Greingoth. If the girl had looked a bit less miserable, she'd be infuriated at her, but as it would, Vivi wriggled around and put a comforting hand on top of the girl's head.

Sort of comforting. "Get off me."

A dribble of water ran between Vivi's eyes, and she swiped at it, her hand coming away red. Oh, hmm. Was someone bleeding? And why did storms give a girl such a headache?

"I got it!" West held it UP. "Nigel saved it, but now he's broken."

West checked the splint he'd got on Nigel's arm with a SPELL and everything and looked up toward Theo, eyes wide. Was Bellaire STILL his bestie's fave professor? Even after she almost killed them all?

This was why he liked Lafay. She never hurt anyone.



Seeing Sarah go over to Theo, West made a mental note to thank the Gryffindor for at least TRYING to help his best friend. Obviously that meant she went up in his estimation.



And then he saw the most brilliant thing EVER.

West stared. Impressed.

Now THAT was a SMACK!

Oh yeah, back to Nigel.

... was he gonna wake up or was he dead? Should someone call for Healer Tillstorm? She could make everything better!