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AlwaysSnapesGirl · 05-31-2021, 09:22 PM

For a second, with her unsteady movements and her arm around his shoulders, it reminded her of another recent moment similar to this, where the smell of smoke and the crackle of electricity filled the air. It lasted for only the briefest of seconds, but it left her gripping his shoulder a little tighter the moment after, and with the lingering realization that she did not have her wand on her.

And with her memories coming into clearer focus...that was concerning.

It was also concerning just how comfortable the futon felt, though almost anything was likely more comfortable than the table she'd woken up on. The temptation to sleep was even stronger, but Penelope forced herself to ignore it, her eyes following the silvery roadrunner sprinting off before focusing on the glass and straw he held out for her.

She probably would not have taken a sip if it were someone she was less familiar with, but Professor Flamsteed was trustworthy, the name finally surfacing in her mind. And so she took a sip, and the cool liquid sent a bit of a refreshing jolt to her system, soothing her dry throat, and she wondered... When was the last time she had eaten?

"I was..." Her voice was at least a little clearer now, but her memories, the most recent ones, were...well, they were mostly clear too but confusing at the same time, and so she trailed off, trying to sort through them. Something felt wrong, but she couldn't pinpoint anything to explain that feeling. They felt just as real as any other memory she could recall. She remembered its swift movements, the roars right in her face...

And then a Healer had arrived, thank Merlin. At least she could...explain what she remembered to both of them at the same time. And maybe voicing it, instead of continuously sorting through it in her mind, would make it all make more sense. "I was attacked...by a bear."

05-31-2021, 09:22 PM	#16 (permalink)
AlwaysSnapesGirl St Mungos Mod 4 Privet Drive Mod Clabbert Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Narnia Posts: 19,344 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zephyr Amstern Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Florence Schultz Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Tristan Rivers Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Antony Vexmoor Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nathaniel Hensley Slytherin Second Year x7 x1	Baguette \| there is no D in my name \| TRAITORclaw \| Queenie of Narnia For a second, with her unsteady movements and her arm around his shoulders, it reminded her of another recent moment similar to this, where the smell of smoke and the crackle of electricity filled the air. It lasted for only the briefest of seconds, but it left her gripping his shoulder a little tighter the moment after, and with the lingering realization that she did not have her wand on her. And with her memories coming into clearer focus...that was concerning. It was also concerning just how comfortable the futon felt, though almost anything was likely more comfortable than the table she'd woken up on. The temptation to sleep was even stronger, but Penelope forced herself to ignore it, her eyes following the silvery roadrunner sprinting off before focusing on the glass and straw he held out for her. She probably would not have taken a sip if it were someone she was less familiar with, but Professor Flamsteed was trustworthy, the name finally surfacing in her mind. And so she took a sip, and the cool liquid sent a bit of a refreshing jolt to her system, soothing her dry throat, and she wondered... When was the last time she had eaten? "I was..." Her voice was at least a little clearer now, but her memories, the most recent ones, were...well, they were mostly clear too but confusing at the same time, and so she trailed off, trying to sort through them. Something felt wrong, but she couldn't pinpoint anything to explain that feeling. They felt just as real as any other memory she could recall. She remembered its swift movements, the roars right in her face... And then a Healer had arrived, thank Merlin. At least she could...explain what she remembered to both of them at the same time. And maybe voicing it, instead of continuously sorting through it in her mind, would make it all make more sense. "I was attacked...by a bear." __________________ if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger