Snippet #1237731

OOC: I can’t remember the exact words in Al’s message and since I can’t check back a page I’m going to… uh… improvise?

IC: Evelynne was vaguely aware that someone was kneeling next to her, but didn’t bother to check who it was. It could have been zombie!Voldemort and she wouldn’t have moved an inch. After her outburst her body seemed to have shut down completely, creating numbness from her head to her toes. Her body was trembling uncontrollably from the grief and rain soaked clothing that clung to her lean body, but her tears had stopped. Her face was streaked with the drying tears and her eyes were wide and bloodshot with little to no life left in their deep emerald glow. She lowered her arms to her sides, hugging herself as she lay on the grass shaking, and stared blankly up at the night sky (which was beginning to clear).

"...Right." Hermione stated, after a good moment and turning over to Kreazil, her eyes narrowing as she grasped the red potion. "We're onto you, Kreazil. I know I agreed to work for you in getting you my cousin's blood, but I'm seriously beginning to regret ever agreeing to your fanatical schemes here. Now that we know which one was the poison, I don't think we have to play your little guessing game anymore."

Harry stood up as Ryu kneeled next to Eve and made his way back towards Kreazil, having to use all of his willpower not to attack the wizard. He smiled weakly at Hermione’s statement, thinking that they may have a chance now, but unfortunately that wasn’t true.

[i["The game ends when you stop drinking and asking. I said there was one bottle of poison, I never said anything about the effects the other potions have. As I said, next potion, next question."[/i]

“We’ll ask our question from this potion in a moment.” Harry said shortly, not bothering to look at Kreazil, and stared at Hermione. He was about to speak when Ruy stood up and made his way towards Kreazil.

"Right." Ryu stated, withdrawing one of his knives and getting to his feet. "That's it. I know I agreed to help you for my father's sake, Kreazil, but this is just going too far for my tastes. I'm beginning to regret ever--"

He paused, as the silver form of a Patronus could be seen on the horizon.

"...the hell?" Ryu asked, his original statement dying in his throat as he registered what he saw.

Harry turned around wide eyed as a silver patronus raced towards them. It leapt over Evelynne’s rain soaked form on the grace, and padded to a stop in front of the group. Then, it looked directly at Harry and Al’s voice emanated from it.

Harry listened carefully, feeling dread rise in his stomach as he listened to Al speak through his Patronus. They were captured! Sander would be changing any time now! This was not good… not good at all.

Evelynne was still in shock, but the warm silver glow of the patronus brought her partially back to reality. She turned her head in the grass and forced herself to listen. She heard what Alphonse said and it took a moment to register what was happening. They were in danger? Lucious had them? Her mind raced through all the terrible possibilities of being locked in a room with a werewolf and she forced herself to stop before rising shakily to her feet. They were in danger and they needed help immediately. She wasn’t about to let anyone else die. Her heart thudded quickly in her chest, quickening pace as she thought about Drake’s kind smile and gentle touch. She couldn’t let him get hurt… not after Charlie had been killed. She should have gone with them! Maybe she could have done something to keep them from getting captured…

“H-Harry.” She spoke, shocked at how raspy her voice was from her screaming, “I’m going to go help them. Sander isn’t going to be able to last much longer before giving into the transformation.” She explained, moving closer because her voice was so quiet and weak. Eve knew, just by one look at Sander, that before they had left he didn’t have much time. She would be lucky if she got there in time. “I’m an animagus. I can run there and hopefully sneak up on them. If any of you take a broom they’ll see you.” She said, hoping she sounded convincing. Though it was the truth, Evelynne really couldn’t bare the thought of anyone else getting killed. If anyone was going to get hurt it would be her, not any of her group.

Harry listened to Eve and noticed the way she forced herself not to look towards Charlie’s lifeless body, focusing on her feet instead. He looked back to the animagus and frowned, unsure of what to do. He couldn’t very well leave Drake, Sander, and Alphonse nor could he leave Kreazil after Charlie had died for their question.

“Okay, go. But don’t be foolish, Eve.” Harry warned, though he was certain Evelynne was going to do whatever she pleased.

Evelynne muttered a quick thank you and then knelt down into the grass to clumsily pick up her wand. She stood back up and glanced towards Ryu, forcing her eyes to stay on his face and not flicker to Charlie’s body behind him, “Would you like to… join me?” She asked awkwardly, all grace gone from her voice, “You can run along side or… climb on my back.” Eve suggested, shifting from one foot to the other, and stuck her wand through her matted red hair that sat at the nape of her neck in a bun. She was quite large in her animagus form, an adult sized tiger, and would easily be able to support Ryu’s weight.