Harry Potter & the Dementor's Kiss
Expecto Patronam!
EXPECTO PATRONAAAAMM!!!!
Harry's wand emmited nothing but a shimmering mist of silver as the dementors creeped towards him with an eerie cold around them. Harry tried and tried again to create his stag but no luck. Hermione and Ron were pinned up against the gravestones in fear, watching Harry fight the horde of dementors. Harry started to get weak. He couldn't think of many happy things to power his patronus.
EXPECTO PATRONA-
Expecto patron-
Expecto pat-
Expecta-
Expect-
Harry fell. He could hear his mother's piercing yell of pain and anguish ringing in his ears. All the things in his life that were happy were now lost. He almost cried as flashes of the worst parts of his life shot past. Dementors were grouping around. All went dark.
All of a sudden, he was blinded by a bright light, brighter than anything he'd ever seen before. He felt himself going up, barely aware of the world around. He listened closely, and could've sworn he had heard Ron's voice shouting over all the dementors' creepy sucking noise.
EXPECTO PATRONAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Harry woke up in St. Mungo's the next day.