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Idina Iordanau

Caution was thrown to the wind as Idina plunged through the treeline, listening to the howls in the distance and trying to make sure there could be no unpleasant surprises coming up behind her. If anything, she'd surprise him. Her wand was out and lit, her hair fallen out of its bun almost completely and tattered converse untied. Nothing would stop the ginger as she ran.

 

Low tree branches snagged her hair, but she pulled away repeatedly, refusing to let fear overtake her or slow her down. This was war.

 

They could have mauled her within an inch of her life, but her friends and, more importantly, Dove? The line in the sand had been drawn and the Slytherin's turn to cross it had arrived.

 

Finally the forest had grown too thick for her to continue moving at the same speed she had been, jumping over tree roots as necessary. The Prefect slowed, steadying her breathing as she continued to move through the forest and trying not to jump at every single crack of a twig and gust of wind rustling the trees. Finally, as she reached a point in the forest a bit deeper than she typically would have ventured, Idina stopped and spun around.

 

"Where are you?!" she hollered, anger driving each word she spoke like a hammer drove a nail. "AWOOO! WHERE ARE YOU?! COME OUT AND PLAY, I DARE YOU!"

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If you think you would like to make this not-so-solo, please PM me first. ❤️

 

Also, please note this takes place BEFORE the announcement Professor McGonagall makes, as it is in the direct aftermath of the attack. Idina just needs to be insane for a hot second.

Edited by Idina Iordanau
don't ruin my fun McGonagall :(

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Majesty

He was victorious.

 

A sensationable kill, which if he could, Majesty would be smiling, as not many would be able to see.  His prey, an over grown ferret, which many plagued the open hillside clearings of the forest dangled from his snout.  Warm, tacky blood oozed from the mangled lifeless body in which his hunt used to be, a small whinnie echoed through the now dense woods as each passing pridefilled trot, the Thestral came closer to his home, closer to a nights rest on a full stomach.

 

Perking his ears to the sound of rushed footsteps cautioned the beast to stop as these were not normally heard this deep into the forest.

 

More prey

 

Majesty thought quickly but not before ruling out an attack from the sky.  Dropping his prey while placing his scent onto the dead creature, that’s when he saw it, a quick shadow, a glimps moving in between the trees.   His next prey, a much larger prey.  

 

”COME OUT AND PLAY, I DARE YOU!"

 

For now, he stalked.

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Idina Iordanau

"RIVER!" idina screamed, hot tears of pure rage rolling down her cheeks. "If it was you! If this is your fault and what Dove said is true, COME OUT! I WILL END YOU!" Dove's chest wounds would scar permanently, but it was nothing compared to the damage Idina was ready and willing to do should River - a fellow Prefect - have anything at all to do with the attack that night.

 

Surely they couldn't have been so irresponsible as to let that happen. SURELY this was all a nightmare.

 

"AWOOOO!!! COME OUT AND GET ME. I DON'T CARE." Idina spun on the spot as a twig cracked, firing off a stunning spell silently into the trees. She could hear it crash into a low branch, bringing a flurry of fall leaves to the ground with it. While she'd never admit it, for the first time in a very long time, the seventh year was terrified out of her mind. Fear flashed in her eyes, but everything about her was ready to face whatever came her way.

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Majesty

Being a predator meant one thing in the forest.  You either servive long enough to live another day, or you lay lifeless while another is feasting on you.  Majesty always took the first option. As the whole forest population tried to do.

 

Keeping a few paces back from whatever was running through the forest, Majesty made the mistake of stepping on an Inconveniently placed twig alerting his prey of his presence.  Which now something had flew in his direction just missing his body by mere inches, as the first attack was now thrown it was now or never.

 

Pressing his wings tighter to his body to gain as much speed as possible, Majesty galloped in the direction of which the attack came from.  In seconds he reached his target but only to find out that it was a child of the castle, running up to the child before standing on his rear legs and bucking with his front, the beast tried to use his wings as a distraction by stretching them to the maximum size.

 

Landing with the usual thud as when he would finish with his flights, Majesty aligned his body as carefully as he could while still using full momentum of the downward thrust head butting the child as hard as he could with all his might.

 

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You have been head butted! Congrats! ❤️

 

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Idina Iordanau

There was a barely audible rustle within the leaves, nearly causing Idina to jump as her eyes widened in terror. The potential negative consequences of what she had done began to sink in, but it was too late. Her body tensed, prepared to fight whatever monster had found her and just as she was about to cast another stunning spell something crashed against her chest, sending the Slytherin flying backward several feet through the air.

 

"Bloody pigeon!" Idina spat after regaining her ability to breathe and getting back on her feet, realizing what it was that had hit her. "You don't have to hide from me. You know I won't hurt you."

 

Idina had a soft spot for the school's thestrals, having always been able to see them since arriving at Hogwarts all those years ago. The end result was that they fascinated her in the same ways they scared so many others. Multiple forays into the Forbidden Forest had lead her to them and when she went in now, she usually had some sort of meat on her to treat them. As tears continued to free-fall off her face, she stepped forward toward the thestral, idly wiping away the wetness as she did and leaving a streak of Dove's blood on her cheek.

 

Dove!

 

Idina had nearly lost the only person she'd ever developed strong enough feelings for that she didn't care who knew. While @Dove Lightwood was easily the most important person to her, what about the others? @Tate Ng had hopefully listened when Idina had instructed her to take any Slytherins she found and barricade everybody into the Slytherin common room with the understanding that she may need to be prepared to fight should it come to it, but what about the others. The realization sunk in that the Prefect had thrown @Cora Ives and so many others to the wolves.

 

Literally.

 

The fact that so many people she cared about were potentially in as bad shape as Dove hit Idina like a ton of bricks and brought the seventh year to her knees while her stomach dropped to the ground. She looked up at @Majesty, practically ready to scream, and in a move of sheer desperation addressed the creature directly. "I need help. I've gotta get back to the castle. Maybe- maybe I can fight for them. Maybe I can still help. Maybe it's not too late."

 

The fact that she was speaking to a winged skeleton horse like it could quote Shakespeare at her if prompted might later strike Idina as odd, but she had no other options. At some point she had spun one too many times and lost her bearings in the dense foliage of the forest. Distant howls were growing closer and the thought that @Ethan Smith or @Anton Hunter or even @Alayna Weasley could be lying on the ground, bleeding, was one that wound haunt her forever. What if @Mason Fluke or @Shiloh Paige got themselves bitten? Idina had seen every one of them in the Great Hall but, wrapped up in her own world, couldn't be bothered with even a simple smile at any of them.

 

And she had left them. Idina had to get out of the forest.

 

"AWOOOOO..."

 

NOW.

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Rayya Borage-Brown

Things were settling down, and healers were starting to swarm in to deal with the injuries...and the bites...that had been sustained in the attack. The children were unlikely to get over this event quickly and Rayy, no stranger to trauma, knew the aftermath was likely to be even worse. Kids has been bit! They were now a danger to others as much as others would be a danger to them. The mindless hatred and oppression towards those unfortunate souls was only going to get worse now. These kids would be thrust into a world they might never have thought of or even known. They’d grow up hated! All their bright futures now tainted and lost. It was heartbreaking!

 

And speaking of heartbreaking, Richard’s ploy had shaken Rayy to her core and it had taken every ounce of inner strength she possessed to carry on with her work with only a momentary lapse. She knew there would be a reckoning to pay after everything had settled and she was in a safe place - Seb’s home office, wrapped in his scruffiest sweatshirt, curled into his old couch. Then, and only then, would she be able to let go of herself and deal with the mess that this mission had turned out to be. 

 

Rayy swiped a hand through her hair, a habit she did when stressed, and sighed as she scanned the area in case they’d missed an injured student. Movement caught her eye and her breath caught in her throat. Something was moving towards the Forbidden Forest. It had been swift and sure-footed. Her mind immediately jumped to werewolf and she quickly ran to follow but the further she went, other clues made the figure unlikely to be another werewolf. There was only one real option left and that made Rayy furiously angry.

 

A student racing towards...and into...the forest? When there had just been a terrible attack on the school? Rayy swore and picked up her pace. 

 

The ways of moving through the forest came back to her and she navigated her way automatically. There was no thinking about which path was best or whether the undergrowth was too thick to move through. The only good thing to have come from the summer of her eighteenth birthday was the knowledge of how to move through this forest. It was a skill she was still intimately connected with, even after three decades. Then it had been death eaters and now the risk was werewolves. Honestly Rayy wasn’t sure which she preferred. But it didn’t matter. She couldn’t allow a student to come to grief now.

 

The forest was strangely silent, the only sounds coming from the person plunging on ahead and then came the challenge and the person became a girl, one step closer to being a known quantity. There was some relief hearing her shout out a challenge because very few animals would come near a human. Centaurs might, they weren’t deep enough for spiders but a werewolf catching their scents would come. Did the girl have a death wish?  

 

But then came movement, too large for a werewolf and not stealthy enough. The possibilities ran through Rayy’s head even as her feet covered the distance, weaving, ducking and leaping any obstacle in her way. “Please don’t let me be too late,” she whispered as she got closer. She broke into a small clearing and stopped dead, just in time to see a girl get back to her feet and confront the creature that had sent her flying.

 

A startled gasp escaped her throat. “A thestral!” she muttered, awe colouring her tone. And it was, it truly was! Rayy gazed at the creature in stunned silence and found herself moving closer step by step. She’d never thought about seeing one. She knew it was a possibility, having been right on the threshold of death certainly qualified her, but she never expected to ever have the fortune to see one. She sighed in complete adoration, lost in the dark beauty of the creature, unheeding of the dangers the forest held. She held out her hand, nowhere close to touching but wanting to, caught up in its majesty.

 

A distant howl broke the spell and Rayy caught herself, dragged herself back to where she was and what she was out there to do. Her hand dropped even as her wand raised. “We need to leave...now!” she commanded sternly. There was no rebuking the girl. She’d deal with that once they were safely out of the forest. 

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Majesty

Majesty stood his ground.

 

With the child of the castle on the ground and not having a larger prey, the Thestral readied himself for another attack, that was of course until another came from the rear.  What was it that the child and others from the castle suddenly decided to come into the forest, to come into his home?

 

Swiftly turning as the new child held out her hand, a noise startled Majesty, something that would cause any creature with fur to make their hair stand on end.

 

 “We need to leave...now!”

 

Immediatly Majesty knew the second child wished to be at the castle and with his keen sense of direction, he knew flying would be the fastest way.  Quickly trotting to the woman-child Majesty knelt just enough to allow her, and the child of green onto his back, they would fly to safety.  Even if it meant saving his attacker.

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