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Destiny 
Okay, okay!
She REALLY got the hint now. Mia REALLY didn't like the stick pointing at her. Destiny didn't know what the big deal was, it was only a stick and she hoped Mia didn't think she was really going to poke her with it. No, she had been poked with quite a few sticks in her eighteen years, and it hurt. She would never poke a person! Unless the person really deserved it. But even then, she would go and find Marie instead. She'd put those fists of hers to good use.
It was then, as she lowered her arm to her side, that she noticed the vines wrapped around Mia's leg. Destiny immediately checked her own, and heaving a sigh of relief, she moved closer to her friend. How was she supposed to get the vines off!? They were wrapped around her leg! "I don't have a broom, Mia!" And she didn't see a broom anywhere in the Greenhouse.
Sweet Merlin! Mia was going to lose her leg and it was going to be all her fault!
"Should I set it them fire?" It was times like this that Destiny really appreciated being friends with Evelyn. As she waited for her friend to decide if fire was a good idea, she moved down to her knees, and abandoning the stick, she tried to pull the vines off.
MERLIN!!
Just...MERLIN!!
Mia stared at her friend with totally disbelief and she wished she had a stick of her own right about now. She didn't have a broom. What did she need a broom for? The girl was a witch, wasn't she? Okay the same could be said for her but she had an excuse of not thinking clearly since those vines were trying to cut her legs off.
"NOOOO!!" she yelled.
"You will not set them on fire." Mia didn't trust anyone with fire, least of all Destiny. Oh she was sure the girl was quite competent with her spellwork but she was not going to take the chance. Not when her body was involved.
And while she appreciated the effort her friend was making, Mia knew that trying to pull them off with her hands was not going to work. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Use 'Diffindo' Destiny." She really was desperate, to even suggest the Slytherin use magic on her. But if the girl cut her legs off then Mia was going to dump a bag of dragon dung on her head.