Re: Lavender, Hannah, and Fenrir Greyback
Oh Merlin! Oh Merlin! Oh Merlin. Lavender was so completely turned around. She couldn't remember when she started fighting, nor she could remember the last time she screamed so much. Voice was hoarse from shouting spells and her mind was pulling from all corners attempting to find spells that would be useful. As she ran across the grounds - oh Merlin, how did she get outside?! - she instantly regretted filling her mind with Witch Weekly instead of charms. Sending a rather nasty itching spell towards a Death Eater who was about to use a cruciatius curse on a group of younger years, Lavender watched as the student ran into the castle.
Lavender was about to follow them towards the path to the castle had it not been for the screams from a familiar voice. Turning around, she caught sight of Hannah Abbott kneeling over a man who looked dead. "Oh Hannah!" A hand reached out to tug Hannah up by the elbow to try and bring her back to the castle, she frowned. "We can't stay.... it's not safe! We have to ---" Hannah was persistent, which put Lavender off for a moment, as she looked down at the man who was now unconscious.
"Bloody hell..." Gritting her teeth, Lavender tore off the edge of her shirt and tied it firmly over the man's arm, attempting to make a tourniquet. "We can't carry him..." Voice trailed off as loud screams began to echo down the pathway, as Lavender looked desperately towards Hannah. She could only hope that Hannah would have the answer as to how to move the man. She could levitate him... but any sort of movement like that might hurt him more than help. The screams were getting louder, and Lavender really didn't want to find out what was causing them, but Hannah was right, they couldn't just leave him there.