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Old 07-26-2018, 11:06 PM   #56 (permalink)
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It was all happening very fast. Too fast. One moment, he and Bel had been meandering their way in the general direction of the broomshed to return their bats and the next: an Inferi horde. Coming straight at them.

"N-no," he squeaked out again, this time in response to Bel's question. While not a Brit himself, he was fairly sure this situation was closer to genuine mortal peril than it was quirky British behaviour. He shot a glance across at Bel, swallowed a lump in his throat, and raised his own beaters bat, holding it tightly in a white-knuckle grip as he drew his wand with his other hand.

There was more yelling, this time from the figure nearby, and naturally Abra finally recognised who it was. There was, however, no time for awkward Derf feelings or angst or any of it. Now he just wanted to hug him, make sure he was unharmed, but there wasn't time for that either. Actually, there wasn't any time for anything at all, because a lot was happening, and very, very quickly.

Derf talking, the sounds of footfalls - Julie's, but Abra was still stood transfixed, and so did not see her - yells from all directions, another figure - Professor Grimsbane - putting herself between them and the undead army. And then, only moments after he himself had come to a standstill, he saw the Inferi stop dead (pun incredibly unintended), the moonlight striking down through the trees and dappling them in a way that made them look even more grotesque. Abra, heart hammering wildly in his chest, hardly dared to breathe as he stared at the Inferi and the Inferi stared at them...

... and then-

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" He couldn't help it, a scream escaped his lips without his exact say-so, as the horde rushed at them, terrifyingly fast. Abra could see them even in his periphery, advancing from all angles; he spun around in an about-face and brandished both wand and bat at the outstretched arms closing in around them. "Incendio!"
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