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They were everywhere. an actual horde of wicked, hungry teeth, clawing, rotting fingers and lightning quick limbs- all the better to-
She gagged, the stench of death and decay overwhelming her as the Inferi tightened their ranks at an alarming rate, closing them in like pigs to a- no- Her eyes shot to Abra as his scream rent the air sending a chill harsh as an arctic wind through her, she hurried on, trying to focus on her dirt covered feet hitting the ground again and again and not the monsters just behind her- she daren't look- That would be all it took0 one look- one second of distraction and it would all be over.
Game Over, the end.
Like Hell she was dying here.
"Derf-" She cried out in relief, her hand clasping tight around his as she practically flung herself into their midst. Julie's calves burned, begging for a rest even as she sharply turned on her heel to face their threat.
"INCENDIO." Julie shouted out, her instincts taking over- Blood boiling, she lips curved in a grimace of twisted fear and anger. Knuckles white, the Slytherin's grip was tight around her wand, but tighter still around Derfael's hand, apparently her hand had no intention of leaving his anytime soon. They needed more people- they were outnumbered by a figure Julie didn't want to count. Where was everyone? Where was the headmistress and how in merlin's name had the Inferi gotten past the wards-
"There's too many of them-" She called out to Grimsbane, not taking her eyes off the creatures before them.
"We need help." and now, like right now. "Send a patronus- sparks- SOMETHING-" now before things got worst- because it could get worst.
Were she not completely terrified and in full on survival mood Julie might have felt some admiration for Bel's calm aura- but she was, as mentioned before, too terrified to notice.
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