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R348753 · 12-01-2006, 10:58 PM

#11 Expecto Patronum

The dementor towered over her. Luna’s eyes widened with fear. She shook under the mere presence of the dementor. Her breath was shallow, her palms sweaty. She clutched her wand in her hand but her mind had gone blank, she knew the spell. It was in her mind somewhere, along with the random facts about things that narrow minded people didn’t think existed. She looked straight at the dementor, into the darkness of its hood. She wouldn’t allow herself to die this way. She could do it. She would do it. Then it burst into her mind as clear as daytime.
“Expecto Patronum!” She cried brandishing her wand at the dementor. She couldn’t see what shape it was but whatever it was charged down the dementor and then disappeared back into the darkness. Luna sat down on the cold hard floor. She had almost been turned into a soulless zombie, if it hadn’t been for the DA or Harry she would probably have been worse than dead. But one question lingered in her head. Where had it come from?

12-01-2006, 10:58 PM	#6 (permalink)
R348753 Formerly: Racheya Kappa Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 13,132	Lady Bernkastel - Witch Of Miracles More Posts than Sense #11 Expecto Patronum The dementor towered over her. Luna’s eyes widened with fear. She shook under the mere presence of the dementor. Her breath was shallow, her palms sweaty. She clutched her wand in her hand but her mind had gone blank, she knew the spell. It was in her mind somewhere, along with the random facts about things that narrow minded people didn’t think existed. She looked straight at the dementor, into the darkness of its hood. She wouldn’t allow herself to die this way. She could do it. She would do it. Then it burst into her mind as clear as daytime. “Expecto Patronum!” She cried brandishing her wand at the dementor. She couldn’t see what shape it was but whatever it was charged down the dementor and then disappeared back into the darkness. Luna sat down on the cold hard floor. She had almost been turned into a soulless zombie, if it hadn’t been for the DA or Harry she would probably have been worse than dead. But one question lingered in her head. Where had it come from?