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Jessa thought to ask what the next move was, now that she’d satisfied herself but in the next moment, there came a silvery blue patronus—Hirsch’s patronus. The 6th year’s gaze shifted to the fennec fox. It confirmed what she had suspected. The inferi had retreated to whatever cave—presumably the cave they had explored—that they came from.
This was about the treasure? Merlin’s beard, who knew such a comparatively dull activity could’ve provided such golden opportunity?
Speaking of opportunity, this was hers. The instructions were very clear and saw her far away from here before anyone noticed. It was more talk of sleep and she assumed she would have to round up any claws that had not been in battle or were alright enough to return to the common room.
It was his final words that allowed it all to sink it. The fight was truly over. They....if you didn’t count Flynn’s precarious position, had survived. She wouldn’t have to cast another spell. Slowly, she could feel the adrenaline seeping from her body, the last of her fuel. Her excitement at her newest acquisition was tempered by the fatigue that quickly set in. “I’ll go on ahead.” She suggested, looking to each in turn. They could....figure out what they were doing.....”Round up any students I find.”
She turned then and exited the greenhouse once more. Her plants were gone, her body parts were secure, she had nothing left here.
Rather than wait, she continued on, steadily making her way back to the castle while her muscles ached and each brush of her robes against her burns set them ablaze again. She continued on all the same.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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