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Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron | *rearranges just a bit* Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Seeing that everyone who had followed him from the lake made it back safely, Gaston breathed a silent sigh of relief. As he turned to face the students, he saw that Daisy had joined them, probably summoned by his patrons message. He gave her an encouraging not, but before he could say anything, Maddie was filling her in on what had happened.
His head whipped around, spilling his dark hair into his eyes, as he heard Isa's question. It was entirely possible, but he couldn't waste time speculating what the Inferi's intentions were. "I'm not sure what they'll do if they get here," he said. "Right now we need to focus on keeping them from getting further into the castle if they do come." He had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. It was more a question of when than if the Inferi would arrive, but he didn't want to frighten the students any more than they already were!
Gaston's heart shattered as he saw tears in Dorian's eyes, and he couldn't resist giving the Ravenclaw a comforting pat on the shoulder. "We're going to protect you, I promise," he assured him, managing a shaky smile. "Are there any fire spells you feel confident doing? What about Incendio?" It wouldn't be as strong as a fire lasso, nut he could use it to defend himself if any Inferi came near him.
Then he saw poor little Chloe huddled in a ball, crying in a corner. He felt a tug on his sleeve. Nettie and Daisy's words were noted and acknowledged with a nod, but for now he was in full comforting dad!professor more, all his attention focused on Chloe. He knelt beside her. "Chloe? Shh... it's okay to be scared," he said, lowering his voice so the other students wouldn't hear as he added, "I'm a little scared myself." That was an understatement! He was terrified at the possibility of never seeing Rose or Desiree again, but even more so that his best efforts might not be enough to protect the students. "We'd like you to stay so we know where you are and can protect you, but I understand if this is too much for you. You may go back to the Ravenclaw common room if you want."
Rising to his full height, he addressed the group, "If you feel that you can't stay here, go back to your common room NOW and stay there until further notice!" Quick, while there was still time! In the back of his mind, he secretly hoped that not all of them would abandon him, though he wouldn't blame them in the least if they did.
It was only then that Gaston noticed Kalen; he felt a huge surge of relief knowing that he was no longer the only adult here. "We're under attack... Inferi!" he filled the other professor in. "It started at the lake. Hawthorne and several others are there trying to hold them off, but they could be here any moment!" There wasn't time to explain further! "We have to defend the school!"
Now they just needed a plan. Oh, if only Hirsch and Hawthorne weren't still at the lake; they could really use their defensive strategies! Think, Gaston, think! His mind suddenly wandered back to a dueling club incident in his first year teaching at Hogwarts. "A wall of fire...," he mumbled under his breath; then in a louder tone he said, "We're going to form a wall of fire! Everyone, stand side by side and cast a fire lasso around yourself! If you don't know how, stick close to someone who does. The combined ropes should act as a barrier and drive them back!"
Once again, the dark thoughts of what might've happened to the people at the lake, of what might happen to him - them, all of them, threatened, but he shook his head in an attempt to make them go away. He turned to Kalen with a worried look, pulling the little black book he carried out if his jacket pocket. Hoping the students wouldn't hear, he whispered, "Make sure this gets back to Rose if I..." He couldn't bring himself you say it! "...if anything happens."
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |