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Wade for the most part was happy to see more arrive, never mind some of their expressions. Kaiden, Tobi, Nessie, Ella, and Professor James' arrivals earned them a stubby arm wave from him. Wow, that trophy was shiny. So.. shiny... Insert mindless staring from Wade before a projected voice woke him. Oh? Ella was making a speech? Now this was worth putting down the pickles for, as he folded his arms casually leaning on the back of the couch where Minnie was comforting little Tobi. Wade gave him some gentle pats as well. That was such a great speech, making him clap his hands.

This party was getting damper though, wasn't it? Wade noted as more of his mates appeared sad. He also started to frown as his brows furrowed. What was going on- Oh.. and who exactly invited the dementors? They didn't deserve any 'hellos' after what they've done. Wade glared at them as he squeezed his onesie paws into the back of the couch. Go.. away.. screaming.. He was torn between succumbing to sitting by Kaiden and letting the sadness take over and desperately searching in his head for happy memories. Why was his mind going blank on them? He knew he had loads. He then closed his eyes in effort, reaching into his only pocket for his wand.

Think happy.. thoughts.. happy place.. GO. AWAY. SCREAMING. Those old nightmares of his late mother coming back as an Inferius were becoming as clear as a picture in his head. She was reaching out about to-no.. No.. remember the boggart.. yes.. think of water.. That tempted him to smirk at how he sent the boggart on a floatie ride away. He could now see his time riding the waves, how much fun it was as he aimed his wand at the dementor, "Expecto Patronum!" A shield of vapor shot out covering the couch where some of his mates were sitting at.. and a sliver moose was already gliding past them. Well hello there, Oakey.
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