Spell

Spell

leviosanotleviosa

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Parts 1

Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Sun, Feb 8, 2015

dracomalfoy harrypotter hermionegranger lunalovegood ronweasly

It was pitch darkness. "Hello?" I said, piercing the silence. I could feel more presences but they wouldn't speak. "I know you're there." I took a step forward, and something was in my boot. I pulled it out and felt the soothing feel of willow bark threaded with Phoenix feather. My wand was with me. "Lumos Maxima" I muttered as the light flickered to life. my stomach doubled over and my breath caught in my throat. I took in the scene. There were about 50 people swinging from the low ceiling. I knew why they didn't answer. I was standing in a room with 50 dead wizards That's when the screaming started.

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