 Permission to minor godmod Kizzy granted Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
See, Emmerson Nicole Justine Cambridge had already lost her mouth for one Kinsay James. She had risked her life and gotten hexed for the sake of her friend. She had jumped in recklessly, fulfilling her quota of being a Gryffindor for the WHOLE FREAKING Y E A R!
This sudden running off thing Kizzy was trying to do?? UM. No. Phoebe was already hurt. They couldn't unhurt her by GETTING HURT THEMSELVES.
Pluck that mess someone else.
Quick as Kizzy let her go--they shared a brain, she KNEW what was coming next--Emmerson tackled Kizzy right to the ground, putting all her weight and everything she had in her into it. "Kizzy! No! We don't all three need to be toothless!!" Even now, she included herself, because if Kizzy was going to fight, she was going to fight. The only solution was to make sure Kizzy didn't fight AT ALL. "No, stop! We can't fix it, we don't have to die today!"
She wrestled with all her might to keep her friend there, too. Spells would've been easier but she was as likely to set the girl on fire as she was to successfully stupefy her.
Please just stop best friend. PLEASE.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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