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noodles 
Oliver skulked up the stairs from the common room and into the entrance hall to find the place in total chaos before he even got there. He swiftly drew his wand and pointed it at the small girl who was busy casting at that Dylan kid. “Stupefy.” He hissed, a smirk curling up his lips which didn't touch his blank eyes.
Phyre shrieked as the spell hit her and flew back, skidding on her back for a bit before she came to a halt. Oww... That hurt... And she couldn't move. Oh. Oh, bloody hell. She couldn't move! She was going to be trampled on! She was going to be trampled on and die!
Just as panic made its way to her lungs, she felt herself unfreeze, and breath raced through her. Thank Merlin... But her wand! It was all the way over there, by Lina! Damn!