The man who enters the entrance hall after Laura is large, his muscles not hidden underneath his long black robes. Personal grooming has never entered his mental vocabulary: his greyish-brown hair is matted, his pointed teeth are stained yellow as are his long nails.
Fenrir Greyback thought he smelled someone...young.
The corners of his amber eyes crinkle in a smile. "I always loved the ceiling," he comments, with the raspy voice of someone not used to speaking.
Fenrir is too chuffed to bits at his wit to bother stopping her.
When you've had one of your kids try to rip your own throat out, when you serve a Dark Lord that'd Crucio you at the slightest mistake - a kick to the shin is child's play.
His laugh booms across the abandoned entrance hall. "Now, now, missy...little girls must be good before they get their reward."
Fenrir has a pretty high tolerance for pain, but this is getting annoying.
Scowling, he thrusts her back with the hand not holding his arm. Fenrir knows his own strength, and is rather gentle with the wee one. Just enough force to get her away - unless (or until) she decides to charge him again.
The man who enters the entrance hall after Laura is large, his muscles not hidden underneath his long black robes. Personal grooming has never entered his mental vocabulary: his greyish-brown hair is matted, his pointed teeth are stained yellow as are his long nails.
Fenrir Greyback thought he smelled someone...young.
The corners of his amber eyes crinkle in a smile. "I always loved the ceiling," he comments, with the raspy voice of someone not used to speaking.
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Guess whose tongue is stuck to the roof of her mouth?
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fdjsklfsjkl!
Flail!
Flail!
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Such as when she decides to kick a person who is larger than she is and also capable of using magic.
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When you've had one of your kids try to rip your own throat out, when you serve a Dark Lord that'd Crucio you at the slightest mistake - a kick to the shin is child's play.
His laugh booms across the abandoned entrance hall. "Now, now, missy...little girls must be good before they get their reward."
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CLEARLY SHE NEEDS TO HIT HARDER!
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Scowling, he thrusts her back with the hand not holding his arm. Fenrir knows his own strength, and is rather gentle with the wee one. Just enough force to get her away - unless (or until) she decides to charge him again.
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She goes for running off, grabbing Mudkip out of the air on her way. Laura is practiced at fleeing adults!
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Because, yeah, that's what Fenrir does.
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The "mmph"ing goes up in pitch and intensity. Laura's going from mad to scared.
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...Oh, right, he was doing something else.
Still pointing his wand at her, he says whatever words one says to undo the tongue-sticking jinx, then undoes the Leg-Locker Curse.
"Now you can run along wherever you want, missy," he informs her. Smilingly.
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She's definitely running now, though deeper into the school.
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He goes to get something to eat, instead, mindful of the perils of dealing with small children on an empty stomach.
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