 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
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Williamson hadn't even had the time for the thought to clear his brain before his body hit the cold stones of the courtyard. He had never, in all his life, experienced such sheer pain, and he had spent many, many years in the wilderness, working with some of the most dangerous and violent creatures known to mankind.
His 6'4'' frame began writhing like the tail of a Hungarian Horntail under the duress of the Conjunctivis Curse, flopping, shaking, seizing, flailing as the pain went to, and then exceeded, every nerve ending he contained. He made only one longggg howling sound (it actually sounded like the cry of an infant Hebridean Black, or maybe an out-of-control werewolf) and then he was done, regardless if the casting of the curse was finished or not.
William's spent body remained prone on the ground, his eyes closed and a bit of drool pooling out the side of his opened mouth and collecting in a puddle beside him.
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