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Post by Astoria Greengrass on May 20, 2012 16:20:49 GMT -5
The fury at seeing Fenrir molest her boyfriend had hardly enough time to register before pain ripped through her scalp. Astoria felt the long fingers snarl in her hair, aware that she had missed a scratch and infection from the claws only because her hair was long. She cried out as she was jerked to the floor. She'd managed to keep hold of her wand, but the her breath rushed out of her as she hit on her stomach and chest. Coughs forced themselves up her throat. Greyback was somewhere above her, a few glittering brown strands of her hair still caught in his fingers. Astoria struggled to regain her focus.
There was a second thud, but she couldn't turn to look for the wandtip pressing into the base of her skull.
She felt Draco beside her and tried to wriggle her hand out from where it had been pinned beneath her to grasp for him. But then the werewolf pressed down on them both, and all she could think of was how close the beast's hips were to hers and she wanted to scream. The feral anger and fear that had been building up inside of her fueled her brain. Astoria focused hard on Greyback, directing every once of her energy toward him as though he was the only person in the room. She didn't need her wand for this, instead she thought: Levicorpus!
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Post by DRACO MALFOY on May 20, 2012 18:37:38 GMT -5
Fenrir felt the girl struggle girl and then suddenly he was hoisted up and upside down. He let out a snarl of frustration and surprise. As he was yanked up and away from them both, Fenrir's hand lashed out. On his finger was a thick and heavy elf gold slytherin ring. It caught Draco and the jaw tearing the flesh jaggedly. It looked like a bite. The blood started to flow quickly and strong and Fenrir's head was filled with the scent.
Draco tried to get to his feet. His hand was over the cut and his eyes were wide. Had he been bitten?? Scratched?? Was this what this was?? It had all happened so fast and Draco was unsure... It's family would disown him. He would be a werewolf.
Liberacorpus. Fenrir cast on himself and he fell back to the floor with a bang landing beside Astoria. He was on his feet in a flash and Fenrir took his wand placing it inside his shirt. He was not going to need it to cause the girl pain. One hand reached down to yank the girl to her feet. He released her and then the same hand came around to back hand her with great force.
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Post by Astoria Greengrass on May 25, 2012 22:44:39 GMT -5
Astoria flew back, her small body no match for the werewolf's strength. She felt her head snap sideways before she hit the floor. The cheek that had received the blow was numb with pure shock before the splintering pain set in and she saw spots before her eyes. Astoria struggled to get up, disoriented. Her wand had been thrown a few feet from her when she fell, and she groped around on the floor until she had it safely in her hand. She shot up, too fast, with a snarl on her lips before she dropped to her knees.
The stench of blood filled her nostrils, but it wasn't her own.
Her right eye was watering. She could still see. And what she saw made the color drain from her face. "No!" Astoria scrambled over to Draco, taking his face in her hands. Her wand traced over the rip in his flesh. The tip glowed as she muttered under her breath, trying to remember everything she knew about healing. She didn't care if Greyback hit her again, but she would mend Draco first. The stream of spells slowly knit the wound on his face closed until it vanished. When Astoria pulled back to examine him, her fingers had red sticking to them from the bleeding.
"Are you alright?" Stupid question. Of course he wasn't alright! But she had to ask. Astoria turned her head up to look at Fenrir and her eyes narrowed in murderous hatred.
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Post by DRACO MALFOY on May 26, 2012 23:33:58 GMT -5
Draco watched as Astoria was struck to the ground. He wanted to help her but his body was in a great deal of pain again. Draoc had taken him by the arm and and pulled the blond to him the werewolf snarled. He took one finger and swiped it through Draco's blood before bringing his finger to his mouth. Fenrir licked the blood away.
"Mmmm..." Fenrir said and Draco felt he was going to vomit. His grey eyes were wide as he stared up at the werewolf. "No!" Astoria cried and surprisingly, Fenrir let Draco go as Astoria rushed towards him. Draco felt his wand on his face and then winced as his skin began to knit back together.
"Are you alright?" Astoria asked him and Draco tried to nod. He took Astoria by the arm and backed away from Fenrir. "Please..." He begged. "My father will be home soon." He lied. My parents are due home from there vacation at anytime." Fenrir growled. "I'll have you both dead before anyone comes." He told them coldly. "And you, princess." He added to Astoria. "If you try another curse on me, I'll make you watch as I tear the flesh from his body."
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