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nicole black · 07-28-2018, 01:06 AM

A blur- of light, and bodies, silvery terrier and hideous teeth, Screams and shouts, and the heat of growing flames- Julie screamed, just narrowly escaping the grasp of an Inferius much too close for her liking. She brandished her wand like a whip, her mouth a tight, unmoving line as a shot of blue flame headed for her attacker.

If you had told the slytherin six months ago she would be on the grounds fighting a horde of the undead she would have laughed you off, because yeah- sure, a lot happened here but nothing happened to her. She was lucky, too lucky to have been apart of any major disaster and yet- And yet here she was, right in the thick of it. She wanted to cry- to scream until her lungs shriveled up and jumped out of her throat- and she wanted her brother- and bentley- but most of all she wanted to wake up on her seventeenth birthday marveling at how realistic and mental her dream had been.

They needed something bigger- a bigger spell, a bigger group- fiendfyre- no- her mind crashed right there and then as her eyes alighted on the terror unfolding before her.

it was thanks to anna's spellwork- the flashing light of the knockback jinx had distracted her and sending her attention to- Grimsbane surrounded, being dragged full body by a vicious group of corpses-and- Bel-

"NO-" She yelled out, torn for over which direction to take- Bel- or Grimsbane- Both situations were direr- both were seconds away from death's door- But then, from out of the clear blue sky reinforcements in the shape of a boy on a broom with a bucket (she would think about that fact later) and dived in just in the knick of it-

Things were too perilous for a cheer, but with relief and adrenaline running through her veins Julie released Derf's comforting hand and made a rush for the Professor. "Arresto Momentum-" she shouted, putting every bit of her will power and magical strength into the spell as she aimed for the crowd who'd seized the Professor. She daren't risk a more offensive approach- least she hurt Grimsbane in the process of saving the older witch. Julie only prayed it would take full effect long enough to wrench her from the corpse's grasp.

at the very least, Derfael's fingers were now safe.

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nicole black Mooncalf Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: 'clever joke here' Posts: 7,174 Hogwarts RPG Name: Desdemona Minerva Evans #6082B6 Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Ravenclaw First Year x8	you wanna fite? \| 💚 nickleback 💚 \| Uh, anyway. A blur- of light, and bodies, silvery terrier and hideous teeth, Screams and shouts, and the heat of growing flames- Julie screamed, just narrowly escaping the grasp of an Inferius much too close for her liking. She brandished her wand like a whip, her mouth a tight, unmoving line as a shot of blue flame headed for her attacker. If you had told the slytherin six months ago she would be on the grounds fighting a horde of the undead she would have laughed you off, because yeah- sure, a lot happened here but nothing happened to her. She was lucky, too lucky to have been apart of any major disaster and yet- And yet here she was, right in the thick of it. She wanted to cry- to scream until her lungs shriveled up and jumped out of her throat- and she wanted her brother- and bentley- but most of all she wanted to wake up on her seventeenth birthday marveling at how realistic and mental her dream had been. They needed something bigger- a bigger spell, a bigger group- fiendfyre- no- her mind crashed right there and then as her eyes alighted on the terror unfolding before her. it was thanks to anna's spellwork- the flashing light of the knockback jinx had distracted her and sending her attention to- Grimsbane surrounded, being dragged full body by a vicious group of corpses-and- Bel- "NO-" She yelled out, torn for over which direction to take- Bel- or Grimsbane- Both situations were direr- both were seconds away from death's door- But then, from out of the clear blue sky reinforcements in the shape of a boy on a broom with a bucket (she would think about that fact later) and dived in just in the knick of it- Things were too perilous for a cheer, but with relief and adrenaline running through her veins Julie released Derf's comforting hand and made a rush for the Professor. "Arresto Momentum-" she shouted, putting every bit of her will power and magical strength into the spell as she aimed for the crowd who'd seized the Professor. She daren't risk a more offensive approach- least she hurt Grimsbane in the process of saving the older witch. Julie only prayed it would take full effect long enough to wrench her from the corpse's grasp. at the very least, Derfael's fingers were now safe. __________________ the moon: feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence Last edited by nicole black; 07-28-2018 at 01:12 AM.