Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2016 22:59:33 GMT -7
simon sixten svendsen
Word had spread through the castle like wildfire. Masked figures were attacking the ground and while the aurors had been assigned to fight them off outside, staff had been told to block off passages to the common rooms and to keep students safe. Things weren't looking good. Haymitch was in the hall of moving staircases, planted on a landing so that he would stay rooted in one spot. Another teacher would likely be along shortly but they were to defend this area from any sort of intruder and keep students off of the stairs and out of harms way. Haymitch stood with his wand at the ready...
That was when the first explosion hit somewhere in the castle. He could hear it reverberate off the walls and his eyes immediately began to scan over the large hall of pictures, waiting. Something or someone could crash through at any moment. Another crash sounded and it seemed as if it came from an upper level and then... a part of the wall above Haymitch's left came crashing through the ground as a masked figure followed through on a broom and began shooting spells. He was followed by at least two more hooded figures. As that was happening, students behind Haymitch who had tried to use the stairs he was blocking looked up in horror and let out yells of fear. "Get back! NOW!" Haymitch bellowed at the students who immediately retreated into the corridor they came.
Haymitch watched as the three hooded figures began shooting spells around the multi-level hall, not caring where they landed. Haymitch was angry. This was his home for the last 35 some years and they were not about to take it from him.
ooc: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!