“Oh f- duck!” Ned bellows, barrelling his way over to the stands atop his trusty Comet 220 and slamming his bat hard into the rogue bludger that comes just inches away from taking someone’s head off.

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“Oh f- duck!” Ned bellows, barrelling his way over to the stands atop his trusty Comet 220 and slamming his bat hard into the rogue bludger that comes just inches away from taking someone’s head off.
"That’s no gonna help anythin’.”
when everything happened hana had just arrived, there was a ringing in their ears but they worked past “what can i help you with?” they asked as a mediwix in charge of the area, who had been somewhere prior to the event, “i just need you to calm down if you can, so i can help you,”
where; hosgmeade, outside near the three broomsticks whom; peggy & josie
As someone whose apartment more closely resembled a Rorschach test than an actual living space, Edith thought she knew how to navigate chaos. But this was different. This was actual chaos, and she didn’t know where anyone was. She’d only gone out to pick up some new quills and now everything had closed and no one could leave.
Edith grabbed for the first slightly familiar face she saw. “Peggy, it’s Peggy right?” She asked, panic creeping into her voice. “What’s going on? Why can’t anyone leave?”
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𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐨𝐯.
@morozovyaxley
❝ things have to be calming down soon ? they’ve got to ❞ andromeda offered , words cutting through the silence but she remained seated where she had been the second she’d taken refuge in the abandoned shop . she wasn’t about to put her neck on the line . ❝ what’s even happening out there ? ❞
𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲.
@bastilleavery
❝ what’s happening ? ❞ it’s barely a squeak of a sound next to the din of the carnage outside , a tiny thing accompanied by a just as tiny , panicked , face peeking out from the doorway of the now deserted ice-cream parlour . ❝ i - i zoned out — ❞ a few seconds picture of utter chaos and then they came to , what could’ve been minutes or longer later , they chaos they had seen raging outside . ❝ — i don’t know what’s going on , where do i go ? ❞
closed feat. @winifredmalvadovale || quidditch
if it hadn’t been for the smoke, and the rubble, and the screaming, and the exploding equipment, the only dead give away that he was missing bodies he was technically accountable for that day was the fact that the missing ones were blonde – and one of them, well he could see her: on her feet, a handful of metres or so above him, sparkling away. annoying. fred, though, fred he still had, and he was sure of that because he’d wound up beneath her in the fall. nothing seemed to be broken though, he considered, shifting to get himself upright and pull her with him, giving her hands a reassuring squeeze as he did. "okay, we are not gonna freak out. weird shit happens every day, and we just .. we deal with it. we’re gonna get out of here, and we’re going to be fine, alright? first we get out of the stadium, then we’ll get out of the crowd, and then we’ll get somewhere safe, just like everybody else. you trust me?”
𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧.
@daveysgudgeon
❝ mate ? where the fuck are the stairs ? ❞ the chaos had hit in a second and for lucius the most sensible decision that came to him in that moment was to duck down and keep their head down till he got his bearings . only it seemed no one else in the vip box had had the same idea , just davey and himself left there now . facing a smouldering remain of what was once the last flight of stairs they’d climbed to their seats . ❝ i can see the landing … think we can jump ? ❞