A strange rubbery sound began to emit from the darkness. As if someone was rubbing together leather. The branch-like protrusions that had been comming from the encrouching darkness seemed to plump up and grow blunt. As the noise grew louder and louder, the once thick blackness of the dark went back to dim and took on a rather transparent look behind which the other students could be seen. The darkness had transformed into a balloon that was quickly over-running its' capacity for air. Within a matter of seconds, the balloon pierced against an unknown object and emitted a squeal most high as it wrinkled, writhed, and flopped dramatically, like an attention-hog trying to shift the focus at a smarter, nicer siblings party, in order to release all of its air. Before it at last collapsed to the ground like a dead fish, it flailed around the room, ricocheting against several objects. Without only a bitty little squeak, the deflated piece of black balloon flopped back into the wardrobe.
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Freya watched and waited as things began to quiet for a brief moment. But the second she heard what sounded like water, the short hairs on her arms and on the back of her neck stood up from a chill, and she got goosebumps.
There was a bang and Freya raised her wand towards this mist that rose up over her head. 'Rain?' She thought for a second, wondering if this would be the worst to happen. 'That's it? Rain?' No sooner had she finished her hopeful thought, the mist seemed to open up and water began to pour over her. At first it wasn't bad at all, like a heavy shower...but it got worse. The amount of water became so bad that Freya couldn't see anything outside of the sheet of freezing liquid. Her body had started to go numb from shock and she couldn't take a breath without taking in a mouthfull of water. It was like standing beneath a waterfall, the pressure was intense and it felt like a thousand knives being forced through the girl's back.
'Keep calm...keep calm...' No matter how many times she told herself that, her panic seemed to mount. 'I can't breathe...I can't-bubblehead charm!' She had to force her wand up to her head, the power of the water continued to force it down, but she finally managed to bring her weapon high enough to cast a successful bubblehead charm.
Freya took a few deep breaths, enjoying the sensation of air rushing to her lungs; she had become momentarily lightheaded. 'Now for the rest of this thing...how do I make it funny?' Her thoughts had become more stable now, seeing that oxygen had been able to make it's way to her brain.
'I think I've got it. Maybe confetti...' She thought of the best think she could and directed her wand upwards...towards that 'thing'. The water continued to pour down on her as thought it would never end....The feeling was overwhelming even to her strong frame now."Riddikulus!" Freya commanded through her bubblehead charm, her voice a slight bit wavy from the effects.
The heavy rush of water that pounded down on Freya slowly began to subside until it felt as though she were being pelted with something about the weight and size of seeds. Glittering pieces of paper were pelting her and trying their hardest to be menacing. Once the boggart noticed that it was no longer an onslaught of liquid it began to retreat, its once fearful form now spilling out in a veritable upchuck of rainbowlicious foil. The door to the wardrobe shut with a slam as the cowardly boggart enclosed itself once again in its little safe haven.