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sarahlooo 
... Oh, Erik. Being so... Erik. He was now an adjective. Ivy dropped it when the walked towards the food table. Ugh, why food?
Ivy made a rather disturbed face when Erik picked up a finger... cookie? Merlin, that was disgusting. "I couldn't say," she replied, clearly not interested in trying one to find out. Ivy moved her eyes down the table. Didn't they have any... celery or something?
"It looks like a finger," Erik pointed out, twirling the white cookie around in his hand contemplatively.
"I vonder vhat it tastes like..." Quote:
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The Narrator As the event started to wind down and the torches steadily burned lower, a thick, cold fog began to move out from the forest. It remained low to the ground at first as ice crystals thickened and solidified over the grass. The cold even started to creep up the tables containing the food, perhaps freezing some of it and making it difficult to bite into.
It seemed winter or something more sinister had not yet left Hogwarts.
He raised the cookie to his lips and was about to bite down when a sudden chill seemed to take over the prefect event.
"Uh oh..." Erik murmured, knowing very well what was going to happen next. He dropped the cookie and moved in front of Ivy
protectively, his wand sliding into his hand in place of the finger cookie.
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PhoenixRising After Penelope strode off towards the activities - or wherever it was the Gryffindor was up to - Josephina found herself itching with boredom. Boredom and energy. The sugary treats looked disdainful, unless they were cold sweets but none of them looked to be so. Removing her wand from its holster, she spun it between her forefinger and thumb as she surveyed the crowds.
Surely one of the events had to have something that she could use to run her energy. But being glued-on-goo didn't sound appealing, nor did anything to do with chocolate frogs. She'd save that one for Cambridge.
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DEMENTORS! The rattling breathing of the two dementors only intensified as time progressed. Silvery creature after silvery creature hurtled itself towards their cloaked scabby bodies, but to no avail. Try as you might, young ones, seems as though none of you have a happy enough memory to power your patronus this time. One dementor veered off of the female professor, sensing the presence of others, while the other continued to get closer and inhaled more deeply as it did.
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And Oakey! Was he going to share his candy or what? "Did you HEAR your Head Boy? If you aren't a student leader, EVACUATE. LEAVE NOW. I CAN STILL USE MY TEETH WHEN DEMENTORS ARE AROUND." Just saying. And why was there a guy throwing chocolate at her? "PROFESSOR KNOX! PROFESSOR VINTEREN?" Where were they?
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And then were there, the dementors he had been
expecting anticipating....ever since that cold chill had rolled in. The children were putting up an admirable effort but frankly, the Hufflepuff Head of House appeared to be perishing despite their best efforts. Erik heard the Gryffindor prefect...captain person... through the haze of the dementor-effects, and decided he might as well intervene now. As loathe as he was to leave Ivy's side...
"Back to vhe castle, now," the governor calmly commanded, stepping forward at last and striding toward the dementors as though they had no effect on him. He sent off a nonverbal message patronus to the castle, then cast one of the protective variety as he continued walking toward Hadley. And another. And another. Silvery hippogriffs were exploding from his wand like he was a one-man magic show.
Hopefully, it would be enough to hold the dementors off for a moment. By now he had reached Hadley's side, and although he was shivering, his patronuses were holding form. No more of the dementors would be getting to the Arithmancy professor now that he was here.
....maybe.