She was staring, she was very much aware of that. Her brain seemed to have shut down immediately though as the dementor started to moved towards Melanie. What was it doing? What was it going to do? Melanie lowered her hand from her mouth and tried to find her wand in her pocket. It had to be there somewhere and she had to be able to do something.
But it seemed as though her fingers found her wand in her pocket, the dementor had its hands on either side of her face.
It was cold. She was cold. And she felt very small and weak. She felt helpless as she stared wide eyed at the dementor, unable to move.
Melanie could hear voices that sounded familiar but she was afraid to say a word. There was a dementor touching her face. Her legs were ready to give out beneath her at any second as she continued to just stare at the dementor. There were a million things running through her mind and none of them were particularly pleasant or happy.
__________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a path between the s t a r s________________._____________
♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...
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