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SilverTiger · 04-03-2018, 06:58 AM

She was still completely unaware of what was going on around her. All of Stasya’s focus was on trying to keep her hand from finishing its trajectory toward her wand. All of her focus was on trying to keep any little bit of herself conscious, even as she had continued the chant that all the others affected had taken on. The third year was barely acknowledging the fact Liv was currently pulling her, as well as the little Ravenclaw, over toward the professors. The professors that, if she’d been in a state to acknowledge anything at all, were currently struggling with problems of their own. Problems that likely would have affected her had Liv not cast the shield spell over the little group of three…

Until the bag of things Professor Stewart had been carrying had been reduced to a burning pile of debris, and her internal battle calmed down as more of her awareness slowly came back. Grey-green eyes that had previously been blank and glassy regained some aspect of their usual sparkle, only clouded a bit by confusion. “What’s going on?,” she asked softly, her voice seeming almost afraid of getting louder. As if she’d start chanting again if she wasn’t careful…and then her searching gaze had landed on Professor Hirsch and she’d gone on autopilot. Liv was one person she trusted wholeheartedly, but the DADA professor was that much more of a safe haven. And Liv had pulled her that much closer, reaching for what looked like a booklet or something, but Stasya was distracted. She wanted Professor Hirsch to know what she’d done.

That and her attention split even more as she’d heard Derf’s cry, at the same time as Liv had apparently sent a stunning spell toward the Muggle Studies professor. Dorian’s reaction had told her that much had happened, while she was starting to worry about the newt. Scamander was missing?!?!?! That was not good. Not good at all, but she wasn’t sure how she could help.

Not when Liv had grabbed the playbill again, obviously intending on following Professor Hirsch’s orders regarding taking them all to Hogwarts. Professor Hirsch. She had to tell him. “Professor Hirsch…,” she managed to call out, even as she’d found herself touching the playbill and anything else she’d wanted to say trailed off as the portkey kicked in and she was gone.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,193 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin First Year x5 x3	Liv, Dorian, Professor Hirsch...also mentions of Professor Stewart and Derf/Scamander Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict She was still completely unaware of what was going on around her. All of Stasya’s focus was on trying to keep her hand from finishing its trajectory toward her wand. All of her focus was on trying to keep any little bit of herself conscious, even as she had continued the chant that all the others affected had taken on. The third year was barely acknowledging the fact Liv was currently pulling her, as well as the little Ravenclaw, over toward the professors. The professors that, if she’d been in a state to acknowledge anything at all, were currently struggling with problems of their own. Problems that likely would have affected her had Liv not cast the shield spell over the little group of three… Until the bag of things Professor Stewart had been carrying had been reduced to a burning pile of debris, and her internal battle calmed down as more of her awareness slowly came back. Grey-green eyes that had previously been blank and glassy regained some aspect of their usual sparkle, only clouded a bit by confusion. “What’s going on?,” she asked softly, her voice seeming almost afraid of getting louder. As if she’d start chanting again if she wasn’t careful…and then her searching gaze had landed on Professor Hirsch and she’d gone on autopilot. Liv was one person she trusted wholeheartedly, but the DADA professor was that much more of a safe haven. And Liv had pulled her that much closer, reaching for what looked like a booklet or something, but Stasya was distracted. She wanted Professor Hirsch to know what she’d done. That and her attention split even more as she’d heard Derf’s cry, at the same time as Liv had apparently sent a stunning spell toward the Muggle Studies professor. Dorian’s reaction had told her that much had happened, while she was starting to worry about the newt. Scamander was missing?!?!?! That was not good. Not good at all, but she wasn’t sure how she could help. Not when Liv had grabbed the playbill again, obviously intending on following Professor Hirsch’s orders regarding taking them all to Hogwarts. Professor Hirsch. She had to tell him. “Professor Hirsch…,” she managed to call out, even as she’d found herself touching the playbill and anything else she’d wanted to say trailed off as the portkey kicked in and she was gone. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥