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bitsyandtank · 07-28-2013, 02:26 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by MOAR DEMENTORS!

They were not dumb, young ones!

Very well knowing the difference between a statue and a feast, the dementor continued zig zagging around after the young boy. They were playing a game of chase! Wasn't it FUN? Right up until another light was produced, not as bright as the others. It swooped around, flying right through the patronus, dispersing it instantly.

No more fun chasing for the students. They found something better to do. A way into the castle.

Rattle rattle rattle rattle.

Text Cut: Minerva

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bazinga

What was he doing... Minerva felt the exhaustion hitting her... She felt faint really from all the cold and the mind fighting she was having between happy and sad. It was like she needed a straight jacket, but it seemed like all her efforts to be the older student.. the leader to the younger was going to fail anyway when the little badger began moving. How was he even moving with the crippling cold and desperation that the dementors gave. He was eleven. If she at seventeen was struggling how was just a child doing all this...

She looked dumbfounded as he used the spell from transfiguration still unable to get herself to even focus enough to move.. She was lucky was getting everything she was and this little guy was just jumping around like it was a summer day. Blue eyes watched as the Dementors chased him and she hoped her small weak patronus that she was sending could help at least a bit.. Why didn't he listen.. Had no one told him he needed to listen to older students. They were suppose to know what they were talking about, right?

Horror rushed over her as she watched the dementors stop their cat and mouse game and head in...to.. the... castle.. her thoughts went to failure.. She was a failure.. Her entire purpose was to save the ones out here and keep them from going into the castle where all the other students were. Ethan was...

She turned and without thinking her mouth started going, "When an older student tells you to run.. You run.. What were you thinking.. You could have been killed. Dementors are not wizards they can't be scared away.. I will not stand to see one of my badgers harmed in front of me.. Do you understand?" She grabbed the little one by the shoulders and threw him in a hug. "Are you okay? You aren't hurt at all are you?" She let go of the boy as tears fell out of her eyes.. She could have easily watched a little badger die today and that just wasn't happening on her watch, but it seemed all the effort failed.

In the midst of all the chaos she wasn't sure what happened to Harley and she looked around for him. She was exhausted and felt so light headed. From all the focus she forced... She went up against the wall and slid down it putting her head in her hands trying to regain her strength a bit. Looking back up she whispered with exhaustion, "I have Reese Cups in my bag.. It's chocolate.. It will make you feel better." The question was where was her bag..

Watching the Dementors and Minerva, Asher didn't know what else to do. He was cold, he was scared, and he wanted to go home. With great relief, Asher saw the dementors move away from him and...oh, no...towards the castle. Not what he wanted. They were supposed to leave.

He looked to Minerva and she started yelling at him. The cold was slowly lifting, but his little heart sank. He hand't listened to her and he had probably made it worse. "I...I...I'm so sorry" he sobbed. He felt his little body being grasped in a giant hug and began to sob harder.

He really hadn't meant to make things worse. He was only trying to do the right thing. He had been so cold and wasn't thinking properly. "Please forgive me."

07-28-2013, 02:26 AM	#205 (permalink)
bitsyandtank Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: (CDT) GMT-5 Posts: 11,371 Hogwarts RPG Name: Asher Stinson Second Year	Quote: Originally Posted by MOAR DEMENTORS! They were not dumb, young ones! Very well knowing the difference between a statue and a feast, the dementor continued zig zagging around after the young boy. They were playing a game of chase! Wasn't it FUN? Right up until another light was produced, not as bright as the others. It swooped around, flying right through the patronus, dispersing it instantly. No more fun chasing for the students. They found something better to do. A way into the castle. Rattle rattle rattle rattle. Text Cut: Minerva Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga What was he doing... Minerva felt the exhaustion hitting her... She felt faint really from all the cold and the mind fighting she was having between happy and sad. It was like she needed a straight jacket, but it seemed like all her efforts to be the older student.. the leader to the younger was going to fail anyway when the little badger began moving. How was he even moving with the crippling cold and desperation that the dementors gave. He was eleven. If she at seventeen was struggling how was just a child doing all this... She looked dumbfounded as he used the spell from transfiguration still unable to get herself to even focus enough to move.. She was lucky was getting everything she was and this little guy was just jumping around like it was a summer day. Blue eyes watched as the Dementors chased him and she hoped her small weak patronus that she was sending could help at least a bit.. Why didn't he listen.. Had no one told him he needed to listen to older students. They were suppose to know what they were talking about, right? Horror rushed over her as she watched the dementors stop their cat and mouse game and head in...to.. the... castle.. her thoughts went to failure.. She was a failure.. Her entire purpose was to save the ones out here and keep them from going into the castle where all the other students were. Ethan was... She turned and without thinking her mouth started going, "When an older student tells you to run.. You run.. What were you thinking.. You could have been killed. Dementors are not wizards they can't be scared away.. I will not stand to see one of my badgers harmed in front of me.. Do you understand?" She grabbed the little one by the shoulders and threw him in a hug. "Are you okay? You aren't hurt at all are you?" She let go of the boy as tears fell out of her eyes.. She could have easily watched a little badger die today and that just wasn't happening on her watch, but it seemed all the effort failed. In the midst of all the chaos she wasn't sure what happened to Harley and she looked around for him. She was exhausted and felt so light headed. From all the focus she forced... She went up against the wall and slid down it putting her head in her hands trying to regain her strength a bit. Looking back up she whispered with exhaustion, "I have Reese Cups in my bag.. It's chocolate.. It will make you feel better." The question was where was her bag.. Watching the Dementors and Minerva, Asher didn't know what else to do. He was cold, he was scared, and he wanted to go home. With great relief, Asher saw the dementors move away from him and...oh, no...towards the castle. Not what he wanted. They were supposed to leave. He looked to Minerva and she started yelling at him. The cold was slowly lifting, but his little heart sank. He hand't listened to her and he had probably made it worse. "I...I...I'm so sorry" he sobbed. He felt his little body being grasped in a giant hug and began to sob harder. He really hadn't meant to make things worse. He was only trying to do the right thing. He had been so cold and wasn't thinking properly. "Please forgive me." __________________