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SilverTiger · 01-14-2019, 08:55 AM

It’s like flying…

Rylee’s words to Isla had echoed in Stasya’s mind as they’d continued rowing, turning to the left as they’d agreed. With the fog and everything it really was kind of like flying, even if Stasya had really only gone flying during flying lessons. Everything was just generally eerie, and there had been a few moments where she’d kept expecting to hear another screech as they’d proceeded further own the river. That and she had the feeling that not everyone had turned the same way they had decided to go, which was giving her the feeling that maybe she’d made the wrong decision.

At which point she resolved to protect her boatmates to her best efforts, no matter what. If they came out of the fog to see the headmaster right in front of them, that would be better, but she knew she was capable. Even so, she’d slipped her wand out to hold it against the oar as she kept rowing. Just in case she’d been wrong…and as the first fireball appeared, she knew she had been. It didn’t matter that Rylee and Charlie had agreed with her. She was the oldest and she was a prefect, so that made this all her fault.

The yelp from the redhead elicited a murmured shield charm from the blonde, but otherwise she had kept rowing as if they could outrun the fireballs. It was entirely possible, but then she’d been startled to realize that there hadn’t been any heading their way since the one that had startled Rylee, and her earlier thoughts about how the headmaster couldn’t be actually putting them in harm’s way came back into her mind. “They can’t hurt us,” she said, keeping her voice confident but also still convincing herself she was right as they kept rowing until they bumped up against the shoreline and she saw the headmaster standing there amongst the other students.

Part of her had been tempted to ask what they’d already faced if the hinkypunks were only going to be around now, but she stayed quiet as the instructions were given. She could manage both of those spells. Neither were nearly as hard as some of the others she’d practiced over the years for dueling purposes. “Or me,” she added as Rylee had offered her help. Of course she’d help if anyone needed it.

But first she needed to prepare herself for a fake!hinkypunk onslaught, as she saw the lanterns come at them with full force. She had a bone to pick with them anyhow. “Lumos maxima!,” she called out, letting the tip of her wand trace out the looping movement as she focused all of her intent on the lanterns. She was ready, and as the first fake!hinkypunk came into the reach of her lighted wand she changed tactics. “Flipendo!”

One fake!hinkypunk down, who knew how many to go.

01-14-2019, 08:55 AM	#275 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Team girls (Rylee, Isla, Charlie) - catchup and starting main activity Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict It’s like flying… Rylee’s words to Isla had echoed in Stasya’s mind as they’d continued rowing, turning to the left as they’d agreed. With the fog and everything it really was kind of like flying, even if Stasya had really only gone flying during flying lessons. Everything was just generally eerie, and there had been a few moments where she’d kept expecting to hear another screech as they’d proceeded further own the river. That and she had the feeling that not everyone had turned the same way they had decided to go, which was giving her the feeling that maybe she’d made the wrong decision. At which point she resolved to protect her boatmates to her best efforts, no matter what. If they came out of the fog to see the headmaster right in front of them, that would be better, but she knew she was capable. Even so, she’d slipped her wand out to hold it against the oar as she kept rowing. Just in case she’d been wrong…and as the first fireball appeared, she knew she had been. It didn’t matter that Rylee and Charlie had agreed with her. She was the oldest and she was a prefect, so that made this all her fault. The yelp from the redhead elicited a murmured shield charm from the blonde, but otherwise she had kept rowing as if they could outrun the fireballs. It was entirely possible, but then she’d been startled to realize that there hadn’t been any heading their way since the one that had startled Rylee, and her earlier thoughts about how the headmaster couldn’t be actually putting them in harm’s way came back into her mind. “They can’t hurt us,” she said, keeping her voice confident but also still convincing herself she was right as they kept rowing until they bumped up against the shoreline and she saw the headmaster standing there amongst the other students. Part of her had been tempted to ask what they’d already faced if the hinkypunks were only going to be around now, but she stayed quiet as the instructions were given. She could manage both of those spells. Neither were nearly as hard as some of the others she’d practiced over the years for dueling purposes. “Or me,” she added as Rylee had offered her help. Of course she’d help if anyone needed it. But first she needed to prepare herself for a fake!hinkypunk onslaught, as she saw the lanterns come at them with full force. She had a bone to pick with them anyhow. “Lumos maxima!,” she called out, letting the tip of her wand trace out the looping movement as she focused all of her intent on the lanterns. She was ready, and as the first fake!hinkypunk came into the reach of her lighted wand she changed tactics. “Flipendo!” One fake!hinkypunk down, who knew how many to go. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥