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Destiny 
Eyes wide, Destiny just staaaared at the number two that was hovering behind Evelyn. If the number had a face, she was sure there would have been a demonic smile of some sort plastered on it. Not only was it hovering, it was HUGE! Like WHOA! Why was the number so big, and she momentarily wondered if people could see it from the parts of the maze they were in.
Her thought process stopped as Evelyn yelled run and bumped into her, and she would have run, really, but as she turned around towards the exit, she came face to..not face with a number seven just as big as the number two! "THEY ARE GOING TO EAT US!" Sure they had no face, but these were MAGIC numbers. They would find a way to eat them.
Ehhh, she really should have paid attention in class instead of day-dreaming about Noel. She'd probably know how to destroy them.
Not knowing which number was scarier, but she did know that the seven reminded her of that Muggle Studies class where they learned about the walnut cracker. That scary, dangerous muggle tool. Turning back to face the slightly less scary number two, Destiny wrapped her arms around Evelyn, "We're going to DIE!"
And while in that hug, she had missed the fact that the HUGE number two was now..gone.
Alright. They could get through these things. They were just numbers. Just gigantic, white, block letters hanging over them as if they were being reprimanded for stealing a cookie before dinner except ten times worse.
No big deal.
Holding her wand tighter, she held it up a little higher as she glanced at both of them, though low enough where the light wouldn’t blind her. Running the information through her mind on the two numbers, the only thing she could remember was that two was associated with harmony and unity, and seven was associated with intelligence and…analysis? Was that it? Gah! Next time she was not going to get distracted before taking note of everything being said, including the instructions.
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What in Merlin’s polka dot pants was Destiny doing?...
"Get off meee." she whined, trying to get out of her friends death grip hug. Get…OFF! Ehhhhh! Finally prying herself away, the Slytherin had enough. She wanted out of here! If Destiny was going to get all huggy on her, then she was leaving!
"Listen seven! I suggest you move out of the way RIGHT NOW or else I will not be afraid to use the spell that Alberta Toothill used to defeat the ever favorite Samson Wiblin in the England Wizarding Duelling Competition of 1430. I KNOW the spell, and I WILL blast you into a million pieces!"
Seeing the seven not move or even shudder like it SHOULD have, the Slytherin scowled and took a step forward towards it, raising her wan- Oh. There it went; flying through the corridor and around the corner...
"I say we follow it."