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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Oct 16, 2007 14:54:11 GMT -5
Ruhe just lay there.
She was about to go under when a surge of energy flew through her and she bolted upright.
Her arm flew out, wand in hand.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" she screamed.
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Post by Chloé O'Conner on Oct 16, 2007 15:10:43 GMT -5
Chloe jumped back when Ruhe brought out her wand and looked where she was pointing it.
Chloe wasn't expecting to see what she saw but was glad that Ruhe had did what she did.
"Are you okay?" She asked looking at her
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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Oct 16, 2007 15:30:54 GMT -5
Ruhe leaned over her legs, breathing heavily, then raised her eyes to watch her silver wolf walk towards her.
It rested its head on her shoulder and nuzzled her neck.
"Michael," she breathed out almost inaudibly, and wrapped her arms around its neck.
Her heart filled with sadness, but also comfort.
The Patronus faded away, and left Ruhe bent over, red tears spilling over her cheeks.
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Post by Chloé O'Conner on Oct 19, 2007 23:17:04 GMT -5
She watched Ruhe wrap her arms around the Wolf Patronus then continued to watch as it faded leaving Ruhe crying.
Slightly confused Chloe placed a comforting hand on Ruhe's back.
"Are you okay?" she asked again softly.
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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Oct 20, 2007 23:21:03 GMT -5
Ruhe drew a shuddering breath in, and looked around her in alarm.
"There- there was a Dementor, Chloe!"
Her brow furrowed in confusion, tears still staining her face.
"Look at the walls!"
They were grey cement, like a cell.
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Post by Chloé O'Conner on Oct 22, 2007 23:21:38 GMT -5
She almost backed away from the room when she looked inside.
"How, how did that get in there?" She asked looking back at Ruhe.
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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Oct 23, 2007 13:34:53 GMT -5
Ruhe rubbed her face, then combed her fingers through her hair.
"Someone must have fixed the Room of Requirement."
She looked up at Ruhe, confusion on her face.
"But why would someone do that?"
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Post by Chloé O'Conner on Oct 23, 2007 22:40:50 GMT -5
She thought about that for a moment.
"Because they figure it would be funny?" She suggested some of the students had twisted minds
"We should probably tell someone about this right?"
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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Oct 24, 2007 18:28:12 GMT -5
Ruhe breathed in deep again, steadying her body against the shock of the Dementor.
"No. Not a joke. No student could do this."
She trembled, then ran out of the room, wretching.
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Post by Chloé O'Conner on Oct 25, 2007 8:36:32 GMT -5
Chloe stayed in the room for a moment longer before she got up and followed Ruhe out of the room and into the corridor.
"Are you going to be okay?" She asked her again.
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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Oct 25, 2007 17:02:04 GMT -5
Ruhe wiped her mouth with her sleeve.
"Yeah," she said weakly. "It's the Dementor thing, that they affect people more, people who have seen people... you know, die..."
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Post by Chloé O'Conner on Oct 26, 2007 22:46:05 GMT -5
She looked slightly relieved.
"Yeah...Right." she said, that was only her second time that close to a dementor the first being when they were at the school that year the Black man had escaped from azkaban
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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Oct 26, 2007 23:38:47 GMT -5
Ruhe sighed, running her hands through her hair again.
"Wooooo.... bloody brilliant... I have a full-blown Shift, my body defects, I attacked an older student, and now, what else, I run into a FREAKING DEMENTOR!"
She turned suddenly, punching the wall, breaking the skin on her knuckles.
As she stared down at the blood on her hands, Ruhe felt an odd calm sweep over her.
Sometimes pain on the outside helped the pain on the inside.
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Post by Chloé O'Conner on Nov 9, 2007 21:19:14 GMT -5
Chloe didn't say anything when Ruhe comment about how her year had started off nor did she say anything when she punched the wall.
Chloe choose silence for a while until Ruhe said something
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Post by Ruhe Caoimhe on Nov 9, 2007 21:30:11 GMT -5
Ruhe stood, breathing hard, for a few pregnant seconds.
With her back to Chloe, her hands were clenched.
When she spoke, her voice came in terse bursts.
"I'm sorry..." her voice softened. "I... just get so angry, and I just... lose control."
She bit her lip, tilting her head back slightly, but did not turn around.
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