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Originally Posted by MeredithRodneyMckay Dahlia's exploration of the grounds and castle had brought her to the big tree she'd heard about from her fellow students. She'd bombarded them with so many questions, they were probably getting sick of her, but she just found everything so amazing, that she wanted to soak up ALL THE INFORMATION.
But this tree intrigued her. In her real life at home, all the ones in their garden just blew in the breeze. None of them had a life of their own, and certainly were not prone to trying to kill people. Not unless a storm happened to blown down a branch on a poor passerby. So the idea of one that swung about and was waiting to crush you, caught her attention.
And here she was, approaching it with caution and staying at a very great distance, as she watched the branches thrash and shake. Quite fast in actual fact. Movement that wasn't tree caught her attention a little further down the track, and she gasped as she saw a boy getting closer to it, seemingly unaware that a really large branch was on it's way towards him.
Picking up the bottom of her robes, Dahlia ran as fast as her legs would take her, trying to catch up with him before he got too close. With a loud scream, she lunged for him, attempting to rugby tackle him to the ground. "DON'T DO IIIIIIIIT, YOU'LL DIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE!"
A tad over dramatic perhaps, but she'd never had to save a life before. The branches had not looked THIS thick on the viewing screen last term...nor as menacing really. In fact the Whomping Willow had seemed mostly tame to the Hufflepuff when compared to the image he had had of the tree previously. Although his vibe from it had come with how much his mum adored it like she adored flesh eaters so that really, well, it left very little to the imagination now, didn't it?
He still had a decent distance between the actual tree and himself - maybe still out of the range of the branches should it decide to animate itself but this thought was FAR from the third year's mind when something struck him with a surprising force and knocked him to the ground. While the reality was one thing, the Hufflepuff's mind went into overdrive and of course ridiculous assumptions were being made. Namely that the Whomping Willow was moving and had struck him down FROM BEHIND.
Also the unfortunate coincidence in that all he heard was the YOU'LL DIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
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