 Wowza!
As soon as the acorn as it started rain acorns -The Groundskeeper would love this class, Willow was certai- a little squeak escaped from her parted lips. She had to look for a place to hide; a shelter. She had to find a shelter, for Willow strongly believed she was too young to die. Not to mention that dying in such a ridiculous way like killed by acorns was utterly embarrassing, and her father would surely be upset if he found out what had killed her.
But. . . as much as she wanted to look for a place to hide, the girl knew this most likely get her in troubl--"OUCH!" Complained Willow, when a rather big acorn hit her full on the face. "Ow!" She wailed again. "Ow, ow, OW!"
Clearly, this was not a moment to think. Violently glaring at the acorns that kept falling, and grimacing whenever one of the stupid things collided with her, the girl swiftly took out her wand.
It was time to practice the sp--"Ow." She rubbed her left cheek.
And the acorns just kept pouring, and thus hitting her.
Stop THINKING and do SOMETHING! Do you want to die, or does surviving sounds like a good idea to you?, hissed the voice inside her head sarcastically. Remember, if you survive you'll be able to continue to yell at your team whenever they don't do good during practices! However, if you die, well. . . You DIE!
Sweeping up towards the falling acorns with her wand and ending the movement in a swift movement, the fifth year commanded as confidently as she could, “Protego!” Almost instantly, a shield appeared above her petite figure, protecting her from all the acorns.
And the shield managed to repell one acorn. And two. And then four. . . and five. . .
. . . And then it started to falter. And Willow was sure it was not her imagination, because she could feel the confidence she was feeling, leaving her body. . .
It faltered some more.
Uh-Oh.
And then it vanished. NO! Covering her face with one hand as the acorns started to pour over her again, and tried to hit her full in the face, with her other hand -the wand hand- the Ravenclaw did the same movement she had before, before uttering not quite as confidently, "Protego."
Uh. Well, at least the blaster acorns were no longer injuring her, all thanks to her new shield. Her new and weak shield.
Sigh.
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