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Ok thats fine now that you mention it. And ok Nobbs. And Weeping you are totally excused.
I think I'm gonna PM everybody that hasn't posted in a while later tonight to see if they're still interested in participating.
John nodded as Tyrian gave him his orders. Distract the dragon but keep her on the ground. Easy enough. He whipped out a birdarang and threw it at the dragon's calf.
"Hey! Feraliss! Over here!" John shouted, waving his arms over his head in an attempt to get the shapeshifter's attention. He felt for the girl. He knew what it was like to watch your parents get murdered. And the pain never truly went away. You're always left with just a tiny bit of despair that is sometimes so minuscule that you don't even notice it. And sometimes it's like a raging giant, eating at your heart. He hoped Tyrian would be able to calm her down.
"Hey! Feraliss! Over here!" John shouted, waving his arms over his head in an attempt to get the shapeshifter's attention. He felt for the girl. He knew what it was like to watch your parents get murdered. And the pain never truly went away. You're always left with just a tiny bit of despair that is sometimes so minuscule that you don't even notice it. And sometimes it's like a raging giant, eating at your heart. He hoped Tyrian would be able to calm her down.
John had finally gotten his mother to let him go to the Leaky Cauldron, as long as he stayed there. His father had gone to the Ministry to help with the crisis that would be brewing with the return of Bellatrix. John sat down at the bar and ordered a galleon, dropping six knuts on the glossy surface. Wow. Today had been a pretty exciting day compared to the rest of the summer. And he had a feeling that it was only going to get more exciting at school.
Happy Birthday btw! Sucks that you had to spend it in school :/
John had never had something that fricken awesome happen. He could now say he'd been thrown off a dragon. Sweet. John recomposed himself as he stood up and looked at the mutant who had saved his life.
"Hey, thanks for that. You saved my life. Most people call me The Winged Shadow. I guess you can call me that too. So did I hear you call that dragon, Liss?" John asked, a bit confused.
"Hey, thanks for that. You saved my life. Most people call me The Winged Shadow. I guess you can call me that too. So did I hear you call that dragon, Liss?" John asked, a bit confused.
I recommend everyone who hasn't posted in the collabs do so. Here they are.
Hogsmeade
First Day of Classes
Hogsmeade
First Day of Classes
John looked up from his book to see his family had left. They were outside the shop now, helping tend to a wounded boy. John went out and joined the crowd. The boy looked to be about his age. He thought he might have seen him around Hogwarts before. "Guys stop fussing about him. You're gonna give him a panic attack," John said, hoping to get his point across the noisy crowd.
John had heard many screams. Screams of amusement, screams of anger, screams of joy. But never anything like the scream that one of the demigods had uttered. It was a scream of terror. Like something horrible had just happened to her. He looked over towards her and was about to rush to see what was going on when he was interrupted by a sword and staff colliding in front of his face. Shit that had been close. He moved around the fight, over to the table where Myra, Abbadon, and the girl sat. She was evidently having some sort of panic attack. "What's wrong with her?" John asked, a worried expression on his face.
John was in shock. "Merlin's beard! Was that Bellatrix Lestrange?" John asked his uncle, a look of fear on his face.
"I'm afraid so," George said, stowing his wand in his back pocket. "John, stay in the shop. Don't come out no matter what. And I mean it. Your parents are probably on their way," George said, as he began surveying the damage.
John knew that if his uncle was scared, he should be too. Normally his uncle would be all about danger. Once they had snuck into a dragon's lair whent they visited Uncle Bill in Romania. John sat down behind the desk and went over what had just happened. He was interrupted by his mother trying to strangle him with a hug and his siblings asking him what it was like.
"Are you alright dear?" Hermione asked, rubbing her arm absentmindedly.
"I'm fine mum. She didn't even see me," John said. His mother seemed more disturbed than usual if he had been in trouble. She, like his uncle, seemed terrified. His father didn't look great and he heard him inquiring about Grandma Molly. Why all this fuss over one woman. What could she possibly do?
"I'm afraid so," George said, stowing his wand in his back pocket. "John, stay in the shop. Don't come out no matter what. And I mean it. Your parents are probably on their way," George said, as he began surveying the damage.
John knew that if his uncle was scared, he should be too. Normally his uncle would be all about danger. Once they had snuck into a dragon's lair whent they visited Uncle Bill in Romania. John sat down behind the desk and went over what had just happened. He was interrupted by his mother trying to strangle him with a hug and his siblings asking him what it was like.
"Are you alright dear?" Hermione asked, rubbing her arm absentmindedly.
"I'm fine mum. She didn't even see me," John said. His mother seemed more disturbed than usual if he had been in trouble. She, like his uncle, seemed terrified. His father didn't look great and he heard him inquiring about Grandma Molly. Why all this fuss over one woman. What could she possibly do?
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