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Daemon · 05-20-2015, 09:07 PM

Text Cut: The Puck

Okay, that rustling was getting louder. And then louder still... It wasn't rustling anymore, more like a dull thumping. Was it.. footsteps? The second Benzi realised that it was, in fact, a human running towards him, Puck suddenly appeared in front of him and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay, no dementor yet.

"Nox," he whispered, rolling his eyes at her dramatics but complying regardless. Going from darkness to bright Lumos light was never fun. "You oka- oh," Benzi's relief was short lived it seemed as two large cloaked figures glided towards them.

It seemed Puck noticed them too. Two. One for her, one for him. Taking a deep breath, and trying to NOT be phased by that very corporeal patronus, Benzi brought forth that memory of sitting and reading stories. Or.. hang on, Jake had also read him stories. It had been their little secret, because Benzi had insisted he was too old for stories.

"Ex-expecto patronum," his voice unsteady and his hand movements sloppy, Benzi visibly deflated as the weakest of wisps appeared out of his wand. The dementor didn't even seem tickled.

Back to his go to memory then. First night in London. No Jake then. Come on Rider, you got this. "Expecto PATRONUM!" much louder, more confident, and with that little smile the memory never failed to give him. The silvery-white disc erupted from his wand and made short work of the dementor, repelling it until he and Puck were once again alone in the passage.

... "You okay?" he asked, allowing the charm to fade. He hadn't seen her in... well, since that time. Somewhat of an awkward place to meet again.

05-20-2015, 09:07 PM	#316 (permalink)
Daemon Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,746 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maggie Woods Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Levi Jourdan Slytherin Sixth Year x4 x2	Post 3 - dementor PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Text Cut: The Puck Quote: Originally Posted by Optimist Dread. She felt dread filling her lungs as if she were sinking in it, her fingers brushed against the maze wall as she tried to steady herself. The fear was there, it was more the fear of what had happened than what could happen. Her muscles ached with tightness. Run. Run. Run. Gotta run. That was all she was thinking as she followed the path and ran straight into light… “Do you have to have the wand so bright?” She muttered and shook her head as the dread began to grow on her…the sounds, she could hear yelling in the back of her head as she turned around and saw them. Two of them. Dementors. One for her, and one slowly making its way toward her companion who as her eyes adjusted she could tell was Benzi…her well, friend. “Good luck,” she told him as she turned to face the dementor the feelings and emotions filling her with fear. “Expecto patronum” she cast…but her dragon didn’t come only a slight whisp of silver pour from her wand shielding her from the dragon. “Get out of my head” she muttered and shook her head. As her father’s voice was there yelling and still as she stood there she knew she had to face it. To get stronger because her patronus was doing nothing but stalling it. “Expecto Patronum” she cast again this time, as she remembered her, her mother, the dragon appeared. It was better. ”I miss her” she muttered as the dragon sent her dementor away and simply turned to face the two of them as if asking Can I kill it? Okay, that rustling was getting louder. And then louder still... It wasn't rustling anymore, more like a dull thumping. Was it.. footsteps? The second Benzi realised that it was, in fact, a human running towards him, Puck suddenly appeared in front of him and he breathed a sigh of relief. Okay, no dementor yet. "Nox," he whispered, rolling his eyes at her dramatics but complying regardless. Going from darkness to bright Lumos light was never fun. "You oka- oh," Benzi's relief was short lived it seemed as two large cloaked figures glided towards them. It seemed Puck noticed them too. Two. One for her, one for him. Taking a deep breath, and trying to NOT be phased by that very corporeal patronus, Benzi brought forth that memory of sitting and reading stories. Or.. hang on, Jake had also read him stories. It had been their little secret, because Benzi had insisted he was too old for stories. "Ex-expecto patronum," his voice unsteady and his hand movements sloppy, Benzi visibly deflated as the weakest of wisps appeared out of his wand. The dementor didn't even seem tickled. Back to his go to memory then. First night in London. No Jake then. Come on Rider, you got this. "Expecto PATRONUM!" much louder, more confident, and with that little smile the memory never failed to give him. The silvery-white disc erupted from his wand and made short work of the dementor, repelling it until he and Puck were once again alone in the passage. ... "You okay?" he asked, allowing the charm to fade. He hadn't seen her in... well, since that time. Somewhat of an awkward place to meet again. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end