Minerva was cold.. See there was a reason she had a hat. Well now she could say she did. Whoever kept turning the cold up for their ice cream was wonderful, but did that mean there was ice cream there? She hoped that it did. Starting to look around she wondered who would have brought it. "Eliza, where do you think we can find the ice cream." It had to be here, it was now cold and kind of sad.

Really sad actually, why did she come to this thing. Turning she froze.. Only a few rows away something shadowy was on Hadley. What.. was.. that a dementor. A scream left the girls lips, a scream louder than the one from earlier when her robes were on fire. This was Hadley, no one hurt Hadley. The woman was like her mother, she had taken that mother place in Min's world since her own mother passed second term.

She felt horrible, cold, sad, the sadness and defeat of earlier didn't even compare to the way she felt now. Her mind was racing, but wasn't moving at the same time. She just wanted to curl in a ball and cry, but this was Hadley. She pulled her wand, but she had never done a real patronus. She hadn't practiced enough. She tried to think happy, but nothing was coming.

Pointing at it she tried to think "expecto patronum" nothing happened. Come on Min you have to help her. Minerva sat cold and stricken with fear watching in horror, not able to do anything but grip her wand. She felt hopeless and helpless.