[2] storm of rage ~ harry potter × marvel

12- Purple and Red

"Prefects make sure all the years beneath five are evacuated to the dungeons! Then return back to the Great Hall for further orders." McGonagall says, whilst she's creating a shield around Hogwarts, "Everyone who's old enough and wants to help, stay here. Help is on its way."

Draco tries to lead all the Slytherins towards their common room. Where is Skyler, for Merlin's sake?! He hadn't seen her since their fight, and the school could certainly use her expertise right now.

Once everyone is down in the dungeons, Draco sees how the Golden Trio of Potter runs down too, "New orders from McGonagall! Everyone is to stay here, whether you're first or seventh year. The attack is too dangerous for students. The Aurors are handling this." The Weasel yells, but Draco never was one to listen, he sneaks up the stairs, and hides by the door, glancing to the fight outside. They're losing, and he knows it. Those metal men are too strong, and certainly not human.

One single man is standing in front of the Aurors, "Hereby, I want to tell everyone that they should thank the demigod, Skyler Thordottír – Foster, Princess of Asgard and Protector of The Nine Realms for all what is coming for you!" He says, and his smooth voice is to be heard in the entire castle. Draco recognizes it from one of his father's meetings. Einar Urikson. Draco's quite sure that the scar on his cheek is Skyler's doing, but he hasn't much time to consider that, for the metal things are attacking the school and the wall where he's hiding, is blasted into pieces. Trying to stop the bleeding on his forehead, Draco retreats to the dungeons.

"Skyler's absolutely screwed once she comes back." Blaise says, once Draco reaches his friends, "most of the students have lost family to Loki, or Thor for that matter. I don't think they'll take it lightly on her for lying."

"Guys!" Daphne Greengrass yells as she runs towards them, from the common room, "It's storming outside..." she pants out. The entire school freezes, realizing who's actually outside now.

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Skyler's entire system feels it. Urikson had been here. He had poisoned the blades of the robots. With the same poison as he had before. The same poison that had slowed her healing process...

"Skyler!" Clint yells, as he runs over the field, passing Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagall, who were approaching as well. Skyler can feel the world spin around her, she can feel the blood seep down her chin, her neck... she can feel the blood ooze from her shoulder.

"C-Clint..." she whispers helplessly, the fog around her thickening as it starts to rain and storm. Her powers are going lose, she doesn't have any control... The world spins more and more, and eventually Skyler feels her body fall down to the ground, but her chest plate is touching her wound on her shoulder, making the young princess writhe in pain.

"Skyler, shh, it's going to be just alright." Clint whispers, but Skyler glares at him.

"Remove the damn chest plate, Clint, and see for yourself how alright I'm going to be. I'm not stupid." She growls, "Their blades were poisoned, I need an antidote. And I need it now."

Skyler's hand grabs the purse at her right side, revealing purple herbs. Clint looks at her questionably, "What the hell do you want me to do with that?!" He exclaims. The professors arrive at Clint's side, McGonagall carefully eyeing the growing pool of blood at Skyler's right and left side.

"She needs to go to Madame Pomfrey." Dumbledore states.

"Really professor? I think you just made the understatement of the year." Skyler comments sarcastically, "But I've got a little problem. Those stupid blades were poisoned, and these herbs need to put on these wounds immediately. It's going to hurt like hell, and I speak from experience. So, Clint, pull that damn chest plate off and rip that shirt open at the wounds. The others: cover your ears and eyes. This isn't going to be a pretty sound nor sight." Skyler instructs, giving Clint memories of Fury, somewhere.

Once Clint has done as Skyler said, he pushes the purple herbs into the wound at her side and at her shoulder. Skyler writhes in pain, but keeps her jaws locked, muffling a scream of pain... once her tensed body relaxes again, Clint removes the now swollen herbs.

"What was that for?" Snape asks curiously.

"The herbs absorbed the poison that prevented my wounds from healing. A little rest and food are all that's required now, if I want for the wounds to heal properly." Skyler explains, rising from her lying position on the ground, to her feet, with some help from Clint. With one arm around his shoulder, she smirks at the teachers, "I promise you, this is the last time something like this occurs whilst I'm studying in this castle. If Urikson dares to make an appearance again, I'll end him, like he ended my cousins, only more painful." She reassures them darkly, before walking back to the castle, supported by Clint Barton.

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"Students, the coast is clear. The danger has been illuminated and barely anyone got hurt." McGonagall says, sending all of the students back to their dorms. She then walks towards the Golden Trio and the Weasley twins. She tells them something and their faces go worried within a second. They hurry away, another side than all the other Gryffindors.

"Skyler's hurt." Pansy states, as she catches Draco staring at them questionably. He swivels around and looks at her.

"Why would you say that?" He asks.

"Because they're the closest thing she now has as friends. I believe that they consider her family, and in Gryffindor, family looks out for each other." She says, her voice somewhere envious.

"We shouldn't have let her down, you know? She's obviously going to need us now, considering that everyone's found out and every other Slytherin is murderously mad at her." Daphne whispers.

"Crazy enough, her entire year isn't." Blaise states with a smirk, "Most of us already knew, and I'm sure that Davies and Bulstrode will be angry at her for not telling them, right?"

"Well, Loki has betrayed all of our parents." Pansy says, getting an elbow in her side of Daphne, and Blaise glares at her. Neither of their parents had ever been Death Eaters, "Most of our parents." She corrects herself.

"Why would we mind that?" Draco asks, "We're not our parents, and we're at school. No one would know if we kept contact with her. In fact, I think I'm just going to do that."

"Do what Draco? If our parents told us that we shouldn't... Imagine the punishments, you'll go through if they find out." Pansy whispers, her eyes wide.

"You're right... but can't we... I don't know... find a way? She was one of the best friends we've had in ages but each other, Pansy. The only outsider who understood a little about how we feel." Theo states.

"Have you idiots forgotten what she did the last time someone tried to speak with her?" Pansy tries one last time, reminding all of them that Skyler had threatened to killDraco.

"You mean the conversation I had with her in the Great Hall?" Daphne asks surprised, "how do you know about that?"

"You actually had a conversation with Skyler?" Blaise's mouth would definitely hit the ground if it could.

"Yes, and to my opinion, we should just tell our parents that friends aren't people they can pick. We have to choose them ourselves, for those we choose are real." Daphne whispers, turning her back to the group once she hears the voices of the Gryffindors that were just sent up to visit a certain demigod.

"I think now is our small chance to talk to her." Theo states. 

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I thought you guys deserved a long chapter. Little question: if Skyler would be represented as an actrice, who would you guys have in mind? -xx