 Post #2 - DOT be curious, not judgmental
...Wibble.
Run toward something. Ugh, Flamsteed knew JUST how to TEAR HER DOWN AGAIN, DIDN'T HE? So critical, just when she had convinced herself that he liked her again. "I was being ELUSIVE, professor, s'called STRATEGY," she defended her current position, but now he'd just given her position away to the entire class.
THANKS A WHOLE LOT, PROFESSOR.
Pocketing her bag of rocks for the time being, Sophie cast "Armanto" and caught the silver shield that she conjured. If she was being forced to take part in a war, then she was going to do it correctly. Shield in one hand, wand in the other, and now on her feet - she was ready for battle. Now she'd be able to block the hands of any werewolves who took her on from the front, which left her back vulnerable, sooo... she'd just have to be swift as a coursing river, with all the force of a great typhoon, with all the strength of a raging fire, mysterious as the dark side of the MOOOON.
The dang moon. THIS WAS ALL ITS FAULT.
...Was that Dot trailing after Flamsteed? Um... um. UM. "MANUS INVISIBILIS!" Sophie shot at the pursuing Slytherin with a twist to the right and thrust of her wand, and hoping to cease the motion of all her limbs and recruit the feisty redhead to the good side again AND get back on Flamsteed's good side by DEFENDING HIS HONOR. Or something.
Pleeeeeease, Potions buddy?
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