[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=3333ff]Mary Winthrop[/color][/b][/h3]
[img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/4ab2fdc9a52b1725d0bd09f90d0f4fc1/tumblr_nszvlzKPbU1uvk9z8o1_250.gifv[/img][hr][hr]
[b][color=3333ff]Location:[/color][/b] Compartment 3
[b][color=3333ff]Magic:[/color][/b] [/center][hr]

Mary gave Georgina a sympathetic look. Seeing someone die must have been horrid. And her family friend had been cursed right in front of her. She was thankful that it hadn't been Callum that had been killed. Though, if he was a death eater - She cut the thought off. And drew her attention back to Apollo. Her best friend was suffering, and now Artie seemed messed up too. Apollo must have used his [i]Legillimens[/i] and seen something awful and then Artie had tried to see what was wrong. She looked between the twins worried about both of them. 

Mary reached over and grabbed the glass bottle. She wasn't certain if she could do this. She knew the theory. But that wasn't the same as having done it before. Her wand was already out, so she pressed it against Apollo's temple. There was something horrifying about the imagery of that and she hated it. A part of her thought of how in American movies they would put guns against enemies' temples to threaten them. 

After a few deep breaths, she let her mind settle on only the thing she wanted to do. Then she reached and pulled the memory out of Apollo and into the glass bottle as he had requested. Her stomach was twisting and she felt like a headache was just at the edge. She hopped that concentrating on this wouldn't cause the shield out in the hall to fall. She had no idea if the fight was still going on or not.