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laurange
His brain was FAILING HIM. Brian was pretty sure he had learned something last term that would help in this situation but nothing seemed to be coming to mind and his brain was about to implode because he had been holding his breath for what felt like YEARS. Okay, that made probably zero sense but he could feel his brain stretching against his skull and his lungs were going to burst and HE HAD TO DO SOMETHING NOW. A bubble of clean air would be good. Great, even, if he could find a way to -
Oh. There was a way. And he couldn't quite do it last term because it seemed show-offy but now seemed like a good time to need it and so he pulled out his wand and pointed it at his face. "Viseo ebullio," he said, with the last bit of air in his lungs and with the bubble formed around his head, he looked for the girl. Where did she go? This charm would probably wear off soon because his spell-casting ability was miserable.
MORE IMPORTANTLY, he'd lost the girl. HE HAD LOST A STUDENT. IN A BATHROOM. AT HOGWARTS. It was like 1942 all over again, students going missing in toilets and there were MONSTERS in this school like you wouldn't imagine. And he lost the girl. OH NO. "Where'd you gooooooo?" he asked, freaking out a little. Yeah, now he couldn't remember the spell to suck up all the toxic fumes that he had learned in potions last year. Great. It would come eventually, but BRIAN COULDN'T THINK WHEN HE WAS FREAKING OUT, OKAY? ALL HE COULD SEE WERE FUMES AND HE WAS NOT OKAY. SOMEONE SEND HELP. "Oh my God, I think I just killed a firstie."
It was the only logical conclusion.
Excuse him while he just stood there in shock and horror at himself.
Noelle was almost in the stall to the toilet. Her face was RED. Like... TOMATO RED. But when she tried to breathe she kept choking. The smell was so horrid! She climbed up onto the toilet and reached for the crawl space. She couldnt reach and she couldnt breathe. Oh lord. She was going to die. HER FIRST YEAR AT HOGWARTS AND SHE WAS GOING TO DIE BECAUSE OF A DUNGBOMB!
Looking around for the boy, she found him with a... a.... bubble on his head? Holy mess she needed to figure out that spell. SHe waved frantically to get his attention. She couldnt call out because breath holding and face reddening. LOOk OLDER BOY LOOK AT ME!
Except he was looking everywhere but here. Stamping her food, she tried not to fall into the bowl... okay. New plan. Grabbing a toilet paper roll she threw it at him... which managed to hit him in the shoulder. More waving. COME ON BLOKE! LOOK AT ME!