She did not know where she walked, did not know that the forest that loomed was one of danger. But Addie stopped in the empty courtyard before the pathway to the woodland and she sighed, the drizzle falling but not really affecting her. She pushed a hand through her hair as the phoenix song sounded, looking up to see the great bird fly odd through the skies, taking its leave of the castle just as his master had. It pained her to think of it, so she welcomed the presence of another and turned around to welcome the tall red head.
"Hi" Addie said in reply, her tone laced with sadness as she smiled to him. But once her eyes locked on him she could feel the pain, it struck deep to her core as she watched him fall. Addie followed, her hands suprisingly strong as she took a hold of the top of his arms, guiding him to his knees in a more gentle fall.
Addie's expression reflected his pain, and she could not leave him. As he pleaded for aid, the blonde moved her hands to his face and guided his eyes back to her. Though the scars burned him, there was a deep and rugged handsom air to this male. "I can help you" Addie said to him gently. She knew she could take the pain away, draw the venom out of his body. She could make the scars go away and return him to his previous attacked state. Never before had she believed in anything as much as she believed in herself now.
She leaned down on her knees and placed one hand on his shoulder, and her other hand slowly glided over up his jaw. But as her hand brushed over his skin, a warm and soothing sensation would take over his skin. When her hand rested over his scars a violet light shone, her hand pulling the werewolf poison from his body. Addie stared into his eyes as she felt the sensation, her great powers consuming his curse. Addie's hand the slowly pulled back and a ball of brilliant violet light formed, hovering just above her hand before she held it before him. "Blow" she said, watching the raging red of his face fade to the palest pink.
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At the end, Charlie sadly got to his feet. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked around to the forming order, they had limited places they could talk now. There were several safe houses, but each would be watched and so they had to keep on the move all the time. Grimauld Place was no longer an option, Snape would certainly have handed that vital information to Voldemort and the death eaters.
He nodded to Remus as they grouped, am eye still on that blonde. She walked from the scene and visable upset, and with no one following. Not usually and affectionate or emotional soul, Charlie was shocked to find himself compelled to follow. He put it down to the indescribable grief they all shared at the loss of Dumbledore.
"Excuse me" Charlie said to Remus and he walked the familiar route down to the lake. Happy memories of his time spent here flooded. Diving into the lake on scorching days and spying the giant squid, playing pranks and impressing girls. They were happy days indeed.
"I wouldn't recommend it" Charlie said as he approached from behind, looking to the bowed blonde head. "It's bloody freezing... and that squid has a heck of a temper" he said to her with a kind smile, stopping beside her. "Clipped me round the back of the head one year" he added with a chuckle.
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