Shit shit shit! Why couldn't she think of any spells? she was a witch for fuck's sake! But with the panic of the...whatever it was following her, absolutely nothing came to mind. All she could hope for was to outrun them; there was really no hope for her.
Ohmygodohmygodpleasehelpme!
She thought, seeing Neville pulling out his wand. He looked like someone who knew what they were doing and that could help her. As soon as she got behind him, she was safe. Why was it
today
that she decided to get off her ass and actually do something? Though she stumbled, she was able to put some distance between her and the pack of wolves behind her.