Oh, no. No, no, no. Seymour fretted anxiously as lethifolds were released on one side of the classroom, stealthily smothering people in their horrible, ink-like clutches. He shuddered involuntarily. Will probably dealt with these fiends on a daily basis! In fact, he had probably already domesticated lethifolds for unsuspected attacks against vile overlords. Surely just repelling them wouldn't be that hard... even Anna had done it, for Merlin's sake!

He eyed the line splitting the classroom nervously. There were plenty of happy memories in his past, right? And while he had extraordinary focus, he -- OH NOES! His eyes widened hugely as a great, big, sooty shadow enveloped Celandine, beginning to... to... strangle her. Never! He'd battle the thing to the death first! What would Will say if she was killed by asphyxiation within his VERY SIGHT?! Surely he'd disown him as his squire AND friend! "I'LL SAVE YOU, FAIR LADY!" Drawing his wand, he summoned all his courage and charged across the line, launching himself at Cela as she stood back up. He tried to think on his feet, envisioning happy memories. Filling out his first character sheet with Emmett. Finding out he was really a wizard. Being deemed worthy of being a real knight by Will on the train-- yes! That was the one! He focused on the details of the memory; the rumbling of the train, the red sparks that came from Will's wand... and his voice, officially knighting him. If that wasn't happy, he didn't know what was. He furrowed his eyebrows and pointed his wand at the lethifold, ignoring Cela's little silver scorpion."E-expecto patronum!" he squeaked nervously. Nothing. "Ex-pek-to patronuuum!" He closed his eyes, too afraid to look, and hoped for the best... because what else could you really do?

Lucy smiled once again and walked over to the safety zone. She loved it in this zone. Her patronus followed her. She didnt really want it to leave her. She sat down and breathed in slowly and calmly. She watched other students try to fight of their lethifolds.

When Herminny heard the professor had released Lethifolds into the classroom she was so afraid and on edge ready and willing to finally try to do patronus to protect herself just in case the lethifold tried attacking her when she saw the professor seem to usher her freind Lucy to another side of the room and she seemed to have gone through something quite tough and Herminny thought she was probably fighting the lethifolds and Herminny went over to the side of the room Lucy went to and asked, "Are you alright", with a concerned look on her face thinking this class has been so crazy, did it really have to go this far.

"Please return to the exercise, taking care to be vigilant and ready to cast your patronus. Miss Porter is fine." Kazimeriz gestured for the girl to go back to the workshop area, away from the safety zone.

To the left side of Copernicus a lethifold was slowly starting to stand erect, preparing for a strike. A cold sort of moisture saturating the air around Copernicus, almost suffocating, like humidity, but indeed colder.

The creature froze momentarily. Perfectly still it remained fixed on Copernicus, studying his breathing pattern. Waiting for the most opportune time to strike. When that moment arose, the hungry creature flung its entire body upon the boy. A semi-wet, very cold grip was fixated around Copernicus' chest as the lethifold attempted to asphyxiate.

The lethifold held still as nothing errupted from Seymours quiet, but indeed forceful attempt at a patronus. Was this boy going to move? Or attempt to harm the lethifold?

Again, the creature was greeted with nothing. It was as if the boy was throwing himself upon the altar to be eaten for dinner by the lethifolds. The lethifold wasted no more time and took advantage of the position the boy was holding. The wind-up, then the pitch. BOING! The creature sprung onto Seymours head trying to close off his nostrils and mouth and wrapping him up like a very tightly wound turban.

Just then, the lethifold that had been blown ceiling-ward by Kazimeriz's patronus dropped back down ...aiming for Herminny's head, ready to kill her. Because that's what Lethifolds like best.

Lucy flinched at the sound of a voice come from near-by. She looked to see Herminny. The tiger patronus growled. "Im fine thanks. Just go back to the exercise before you get in more trouble."

Freed from the lethifold by his shiny bunny, Raiden laid still on the floor for a moment, staring at the ceiling and gasping for breath. He'd thought that the boggart was bad, but this... at least the boggart hadn't killed him. Coughing as he sat up, he caught sight of the shining bunny as it seemed to glare at the shadows into which the lethifold had retreated. Satisfied that the creature wasn't going to come back, the bunny hopped back to Raiden and bounced in place, nose twitching. Raiden smiled at the non-creature as he clambered back to his feet.

Right... move to the other side of the safe line. He waved to the bunny as it started to fade and moved towards the safe zone. As he reached the line, he looked back at the students waiting to be attacked and gasped as one of them wrapped itself around Celandine Toussaint.

"Oooh," he gasped, his stomach turning anxiously. He almost, ALMOST gave in to the urge to help her... but the realization that she didn't need any help hit him just before he did anything. Cela was capable of protecting herself, as evidenced by the scorpion that had just blasted out of her wand. Still... he hovered near the line, slightly too paranoid to leave his friends completely alone.

He felt the movement before he saw it, and it was only through long-rehearsed reflexes that Copernicus was able to get his wand up in time. Unfortunately, the creature was wrapped around his chest and working its way up to his face, and his wand was pinned between his body and the lethifold. How exactly was he supposed to cast the Patronus at this angle?

And really how was he supposed to think of a happy memory when the lethifold was suffocating him? His face was uncovered, but the creature was wrapped so tightly around his chest that Cope couldn't expand his chest cavity enough to breathe. He gasped desperately, but it was no good. Best come up with a happy memory, and in a hurry. He gathered the memory of having a brother, and good friends who made him laugh, and star-gazing. With a jab right into the beast ('cause really, where else could that wand go?), Cope managed to gasp, "Expecto Patronum." A pale silver owl erupted from his wand at the same time Cope tipped over backwards.

"We're almost out of time for this class period... If you've already been successful against a lethifold please go to the safety area to allow others a chance. " Professor Kazimeriz instructed.

ooc: 'Last call' for being attacked by a lethifold or reacting to your attack... if you haven't posted and you still want to, please do so soon as this class needs to close so DADA finals can begin in a timely manner. Thanks and I hope everyone is having as much fun playing as I'm having reading your RPing! Great job, everyone... and a special shout out to my Lethifolds, thanks so much to both of you-- you rock like a pogrebin with an electric guitar! Xana

A young lethifold, not much bigger than a dinner napkin had been stalking Paris. It slithered up the thread of a glowy balloon and waited on the top of it, hoping to pass for a shadow. It began to move back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until it had gathered enough momentum to fling itself into the air and with the softest of noises, landed upon Paris' face, clinging to her like a damp, cold crepe and attempting to block her breath.

The large, dark lethifold that had been stalking Freya slowly began to stir as it came down from it's corner at the front of the class. In a quieter setting, this massive lethifold might've been able to have been detected for it's weight pressed hard against the surface of the DADA floor. With its back to the wall, the lethifold coiled, and using the wall, projected itself with a substantial amount of force onto Freya popping one of the glowing balloons as it did so and dimming the room. It attached itself to her torso and neck, and began to SQUEEZE.

The living shroud snuck slowly, gazing back with eyeless eyes that pierced the darkness into his very soul. Waiting to strike, merging into the shadows, as unseeable as the air itself, but carrying the weight of the world's evils upon its shadowy shoulders. It saw the prince-- an easy target, his eyes shut as though using The Force to sense its whereabouts. Not like the others, who were aware... this one was a lamb ready for slaughter.

Now was the time. It was hungry for something... something special.

The lethifold struck, silent and swift as a mamba, slithering up the boy and encasing his head in its death-grip. His air passages enrobed. Smothering.

"Okay, I'm sorry", Herminny said as she she walked over to workshop area completely terrified cause lethifolds were in the area and she had not even tried a potronus. Then out of the blue Herminny remembered a memory that just might work, she thought the day my mother told me about my abilities, I had certain little unusual things happen that I questioned but never got answers till I saved her from violent muggers at age 7 with spontaneous magic I could not even control, all I knew at the time is I wanted to save her some how and it happened, and the muggers were sent flying out the window and she was safe and I had some sort of ability and she finally told me why I had these certain abilities and it was because a warlock had seduced her with a potion and by the time it wore off I was born and she ran away with me. Yes it was sad but she was strong enough to tell me the truth and see that magic is not all bad and not all good and the way she looked at me as I saw her see magic in a whole new light I could tell she knew that my will for good was gonna make me a great witch. As Herminny thought about all this tears rolled down her face and she was not sure why but sne knew this memory was powerful so she recited the incantation saying "expectopatrolum" with conviction in her voice thinking about her mothers bravery to reveal the truth to her and low and behold a feirce eagle was the form of her patronus, and she thought this is so cool as her patronus eagle took flight and disapeared before reaching the ceiling. Herminny thought with this memory I am ready to fight a lethifold, bring it on.


Then Herminny suddenly noticed a lethifold coming right for her head and thought thank goodness I finally came up with a memory that works quite well and she thought of her mother telling her of her abilities and how hard it was for her and rcited the incantation once more, "expectopotrolum", and that same feirce eagle patronus came out of her wand and she aimed it right at the lethifold knowing the power of her potronus could likely tear the lethifold to peices.

As soon as she started feeling a little better, Elizabeth tilted her head slightly to one side as she thought she heard something behind her. But before she was able to turn, her breath came rushing out of her as it felt like a vise was around her midsection. She tried to take in a breath, but as soon as she tried to get a sufficient amount of oxygen into her lungs, it felt like her ribs were about to break. So, resorting to taking shallow breaths, almost like she was hyperventilating before free diving to expand her lung capacity, she glanced down to see blackness.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she narrowly avoided actually hyperventilating as she realized she was seconds away from dying, if she couldn't focus. Taking a split-second to concentrate, she waited until one of her favorite songs from Rent started playing in her head, and once she visualized seeing it being sung on stage, she swiveled her hand around to point her wand at the lethifold trying to puncture her lungs the hard way, or whatever it was doing. Barely moving her wand in the curly shape necessary, she used what little oxygen she had in her system to say "Expecto Patronum!" As she felt the energy escape through her wand, she opened her eyes to see her eagle circling her tightly, trying to get between her and the constricting mini-blanket of the lethifold.

An exceptionally fast scurrying saw the luminescent scorpion to the lethifold, which it promptly cornered snapping it's claws. The lethifold took a defensive stance as the nearly solid looking scorpion snapped and caught a bit of the lethifolds flesh in its claw. Holding it in place, the scorpions tail swung overhead and puntured the beast repeatedly until the lethifold managed to squirm free and escape.


The boy had spilled over, and the lethifold would've made an attempt to go in for the kill had it not been impeded by a silvery talon. The owl spread it's wings, its wingspan looking three times the size due to the effulgence it was giving off. It flapped furiously, and kicked its talons out towards the lethifold, occassionally getting a punch as well as a right good clawing in. The lethifold finally gave up, quite wounded and still very hungry.

The lethifold shrank back, dissolving back into the shadows and slinking back into the sanctity of the trunk. It was defeated.


The lethifold squirmed and tugged, trying to smother and dissolve the girl before the patronus could overpower it. Alas, it was not strong enough after multiple attacks. It retreated, slithering as swift as a snake back into the shadows and presumably back into safety of the trunks at the front of the room.

Seymour was crouched down slightly, eyes shut tightly and wand pointing at the lethifold. Blindly, he waved his wand around towards where the lethifold was last time he saw it, trying to not let his absolute fear distract him from the memory, like the professor had warned them not to do. "Expecto patronum expecto patronum expecto patronum EXPECTO PATRONUM," he mumbled clumsily, shaking, the urgency in his voice growing with every repeated incantation as he felt the lethifold draw nearer and nearer, its damp, clammy air sending a chill down his spine. Yipes. A fine tendril of silver mist spirled out of the tip of his wand, feebly disappearing as it approached the lethifold. He peeked one eye open to evaluate his patronus; but suddenly, the bright colours and happiness of the room vanished under a dense, weighty shadow, completely blocking any air exchange that might have happened. Well. The patronus hadn't worked, then, had it?

He flailed and promptly dropped his wand, flapping his hands at his head in a pathetic attempt to rid of it. "Get... it... OFFFFFF!" his muffled voice squeaked, his lungs beginning to ache. No, no. Lethifolds did NOT make good hats. This one was, apparently, trying to be a balaclava. His hands grasped at the amorphous thing, desperately wanting to pull away from the spongy, fuzzy, slimy-feeling beast. He staggered, becoming dizzy. Oh, Merlin. He was going to die. He was going to die and the last thing he would have seen was that insanely happy cruppy prancing about on the blackboard, all high and mighty. The humanity!

Gimme a P! P! Gimme an H! H! Gimme an A! A! Gimme an I! I! Gimme an L! L! What does that spell? PHAIL!

Abby decides she needs some more practice before she tries to battle a lethifold. She finds a quiet corner and works of her patronus. Abby consentrates on as happy a memory as she can come up with. She points her wand and says "Expecto Patronum!" A silvery mist is emitted from her wand. It forms into a winged horse, but it dissipates on it's own.

Cela let out a little shriek as she was knocked off her feet by Seymour, but she was so invested in her patronus, that it merely flickered but continued darting about.

She watched in awe. She did it. She had done it! Cela swallowed and turned to look at Seymour, tears still in her eyes after the intense fear she had felt. Mixed with the euphoria of facing her fear for real, Celandine's emotions were completely and utterly drained and fragile. Her lip wibbled pathetically as she sat up to look at Seymour. How come he'd knocked her down?

As the lethifold fought back against her Patronus, Elizabeth was almost certain she had felt one of her ribs crack. But eventually her eagle got the best of the nasty little blanket, and she gulped in a breath as it fled. She wasn't about to move until she knew it wasn't coming back, but after a few seconds of scanning the room, she didn't want to be in the danger zone any more. Putting the hand that wasn't holding her wand to her side, she slowly made her way past the safety line, sitting on the floor by the wall once she was there. She knew her rib would heal, but that didn't keep it from hurting right now. Her eagle flew down and landed inches in front of her, planting itself there like it was still protecting her, even though the professor had said everyone on this side of the line was safe.

Kayla could hear the other students around her taking on the Lethifold and she still she waited patiently for them to attack and as such they hadn't as yet. She snorted softly, probably too scared of her...and rightly so too. She kept her happy memory fresh in her mind as she waited in the dark.

A thin, translucent lethifold crept up from behind Daniel. It readied itself for a strike patiently, hoping the boy could not detect its presence.

A lean-looking lethifold spotted Ana and looked for an opportunity to strike at her. It found one in the distracting commotion of everyone else dealing with their lethifolds and it slithered without sound towards the heels of the girl, waiting for the perfect moment.

The boy had turned his head and a lethifold saw this as a key to positioning itself around him. Quietly, it rose up and began to stand erect comming at Sam from his right side.

Creeping up behind her, the lethifold waited in the shadows, merging with the shadows thrown by the sconces. It looked to the girl, waiting until she seemed distracted.... then reached forward, wrapping first around her shoulders and arms from behind, pulling her arms backward to make a cast difficult while it wrapped the leading edge of its shroudlike body over her head. To smother.

The spark of silver that drizzled out of Seymours wand stung the lethifold and caused it to momentarily retreat. But, feeling the boy growing a bit weaker, the lethifold pressed on, re-attaching its cold, moist wisps in a coiled position around the boys neck and torso.

Behind Abby, lurking in the shadows was a rather sizeable lethifold. It watched as she worked the patronus charm from the safety of the shadows as it prepared to strike. As soon as Abby's patronus dissipated, the deadly shadow lept out from the darkened corner and in an instant had itself around Abby's neck.

Kayla kept completely still as she felt the Lethifold grab her from behind and pull her arms back, she immediately turned her wand around in her hand so that it was now facing behind her. Before the Lethifold could completely smother her face, she thought of her most happiest memory and let it fill her whole body entirely. With those three words in her head spoken from the person she treasured most in the world, Kayla took a deep breath. "Expecto Patronum" she bellowed and the usual silver mist shot forth from her wand and took on the form of her bear patronus instantly.

Still concentrating on her happy memory, she kept her wand pointing backwards and at the Lethifold and through the darkness she could see the brightness of her patronus. Kayla knew it was strong enough to drive the Lethifold away and she urged her bear up on to his hind legs to act more intimidating. If that didn't work than she had her other wand that she was quite happy to use.

The lethifold immediately drew back from Winters' bear. It swayed and collapsed, exhausted... as though it was suddenly a fainting blanket, of all things.

Kayla turned slowly and and maneuvered her wand so that the hilt was back in her hand without letting her patronus go. Using her wand she urged her bear forward toward the Lethifold, may as well finish it off while she was here. "Go get it" she whispered to her bear patronus and she watched with delight as he ambled towards the Lethifold.

As the lethifold released him for the moment, Seymour took a deep, heaving breath, wheezing and coughing slightly. My, my. With that damp an atmosphere and that lack of breath, he was surely to catch cold. He hadn't even worn a jacket out. What would mum say? Tsk. The oxygen and blood rushing to his face made him dizzy and he stumbled, falling onto his side and blearily looking up. He smiled weakly at Cela, waving, before the lethifold attacked again, its blunt strength pushing his glasses into his face and mushing down his nose. As it pinned his arms to his sides, the combination of lack of air exchange and unbalance caused him to topple over like a bowling pin, hitting the hard stone floor with a sickening thump!

With not even his arms to hit the lethifold with now, he merely rolled around on the floor in an attempt to geddit off, mirroring the Muggle stop-drop-rickroll technique. He just stopped after a few seconds of rolling, laying face-down on the cold stone floor and really kind of wishing he could take a breath right then. Was this... it? And he didn't even have a breath to say goodbye to anyone with? Suffocation was really quite a lame death. One that he didn't wish to pursue.

Meh.

Of course there was no force to warn him. Helios simply accepted the inevitable. Slow, steady breaths, each one precious as they could be his last. Eyes closed, shadows and panic students were distracting stimuli. All he wanted to see was within his minds eye.

Suddenly! Panic! Without warning, the shadow was upon him!

Most battle plans do not survive contact with the enemy. This was no exception. Failing in exceptional fashion, Helios was brought to his knees, propping himself up with one hand. But he still had his wand...

The mirror of Erised showed him his deepest desire. A memory to be made. One he silently promised to make happen after this class. It wasn't a past reflection that gave him strength, but hope for the future.

"Expecto patronum!" A whisper to one, was a roar to another. What started as four pillars around him took the shape of a horse worthy to charge Hades. Wand aimed at his heart, he used it as a conduit to his patronus.

The eclipse. The girl. The kiss.

The shimmering silver steed grew the wings of an angel.

Via knew she could do it so she really gave her best to have a corporeal one. "Expecto Patronum," she said and thought of the happiest memory she had in mind. The time she met Nat and their times together... her sister's one of the happiest memory she could have.

Via had managed to produce a corporeal patronus in the form of a Doe. And that was the loveliest doe she had ever seen. She smiled as she watched it soar above. She's still on the other side of the line... she's safe. But she wanted to try her luck on the other side. She stepped beyond it and joined the other students. Via gulped as she forced her eyes not to blink or anything so she could get herself ready and focused if ever the Lethifolds are lurking somewhere around her. She gripped her wand tightly on her side.
She kept on thinking about her happy memory... Nat would be proud of me, she thought as she kept on glancing around for the Lethifold.