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**Irene Avery** · 05-24-2017, 11:57 PM

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

It sensed her. The newcomer. The new source of energy, hope and happiness...

It let its sense of smell guide it to look in her direction. This new person was growing happier and happier and it was getting hungrier and hungrier. It stopped in its path and changed course; it was going to go for her, instead. The new source of its next meal...

Before it could do so much as glide a few metres, there was a sudden burst of energy. A blinding white light spread across the area and took the form of a stallion. The patronus charged, ready to protect its conjurer and the victim. The energy was strong enough to wash over you with a sense of hope and happiness. Sensing this, the figure rose and drifted away into the shadows between the tree trunks.

Just when victory looks like it's yours, you hear it. The whimpering voice of the young girl you just saved reaches your ears, "Wh-what was that white thing? What d-did you just do?" She looks to be cowering still, but not from the hooded figure from before. This time, she's cowering from you...

YES! A little victory dance was needed but she would do such a thing after she had accomplished her task. Instead, she congratulated herself quietly. Irene smiled, more confident in her ability, as she sent the creature away. It seemed like was a dementor. Huh. A dementor in this part of the competition? Strange, she thought. However, she was certain that the creature had just slithered away and was waiting and observing them. Irene slipped her wand into her sweater, hiding it just in case. Would she have to obliviate the observer? She hoped not. She didn't know if she could actually do that as she had never attempted it.

She turned her gaze to the whimpering voice of the young girl. The white thing? Irene bit her lip, unsure of whether or not the girl was a No-Mag or not. She assumed that she was a witch but one could never be too careful. "The white thing?" she repeated, trying to find the best way to explain it. "It's my guardian angel. It keeps me safe in times of trouble as well as others if I want it too. It won't harm you or me." Irene said with a small friendly grin. Are you alright? What are you doing out here in the woods?"

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Irene Avery Pukwudgie Puffskein Join Date: May 2017 Location: Ilvermorny Posts: 1,083 Hogwarts RPG Name: Irene Avery Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by The Narrator It sensed her. The newcomer. The new source of energy, hope and happiness... It let its sense of smell guide it to look in her direction. This new person was growing happier and happier and it was getting hungrier and hungrier. It stopped in its path and changed course; it was going to go for her, instead. The new source of its next meal... Before it could do so much as glide a few metres, there was a sudden burst of energy. A blinding white light spread across the area and took the form of a stallion. The patronus charged, ready to protect its conjurer and the victim. The energy was strong enough to wash over you with a sense of hope and happiness. Sensing this, the figure rose and drifted away into the shadows between the tree trunks. Just when victory looks like it's yours, you hear it. The whimpering voice of the young girl you just saved reaches your ears, "Wh-what was that white thing? What d-did you just do?" She looks to be cowering still, but not from the hooded figure from before. This time, she's cowering from you... YES! A little victory dance was needed but she would do such a thing after she had accomplished her task. Instead, she congratulated herself quietly. Irene smiled, more confident in her ability, as she sent the creature away. It seemed like was a dementor. Huh. A dementor in this part of the competition? Strange, she thought. However, she was certain that the creature had just slithered away and was waiting and observing them. Irene slipped her wand into her sweater, hiding it just in case. Would she have to obliviate the observer? She hoped not. She didn't know if she could actually do that as she had never attempted it. She turned her gaze to the whimpering voice of the young girl. The white thing? Irene bit her lip, unsure of whether or not the girl was a No-Mag or not. She assumed that she was a witch but one could never be too careful. "The white thing?" she repeated, trying to find the best way to explain it. "It's my guardian angel. It keeps me safe in times of trouble as well as others if I want it too. It won't harm you or me." Irene said with a small friendly grin. Are you alright? What are you doing out here in the woods?" __________________ Coming soon.