A forbidden stroll
The golden snitch:
Ollivander's wand shop:
English Oak: Write a story set in the forbidden forest
The golden Snitch:
Through the universe challenge:
My hands are shaking
The golden snitch:
Jurassic fever:
Pachycephalosaurus
Bonus: Fawn
Vela, Aurora
Words: 634
Lisa Turpin and Neville Longbottom were walking through the forbidden forest of the Hogwarts grounds, and Lisa at least, was very scared: it was a really spooky and dangerous forest and she was worried about having a tree branch fall on them, or them getting attacked by a creature or them getting caught. Well, they were both really scared, but Lisa could not notice Neville's nerves because he was better at hiding them.
"Neville, my hands are shaking!" Lisa said, looking down at her hands. In this half-light made from the forest, her hands almost looked fawn.
"What?" Neville said, turning to face her.
"What I said, my hands are shaking!" Lisa cried. Lisa then began to notice that Neville's scarf was fawn coloured when she was sure it had been the Gryffindor scarf.
"It's going to be fine, Lisa: I know you're scared, but so am I," Neville said, understanding her fear. He took both her hands and squeezed them.
"How do you know?! Those thunderbirds Lavender Brown saw landing, have probably moved on by now, and then we are traipsing through the forbidden forest which is forbidden for students for nothing! And who knows what could happen! We could get attacked by a creature! A branch could fall on us!" Lisa cried in despair.
"We are nearly there, and it's worth a shot. As long we don't get caught and stay away from magical creatures it will be fine, and a chance of a branch falling is pretty slim," Neville said, though even though he was trying to make Lisa less scared he still sounded unsettled which did not help Lisa at all.
"You know that is not helping!" Lisa exclaimed.
"I know, sorry. Let's move on and try to stop your hands from shaking: if we need to use our wands that could end badly for you," Neville said as he turned to walk on.
"How?" Lisa asked as she followed him.
"Take my hand and try to relax," Neville suggested, holding his hand out.
"Alright," Lisa nodded, taking his hand. Then they continued on. Along the way, they saw various animals, including some very pretty fawn and red parrots! They were sure a sight, even if Lisa was scared of them.
Just after Lisa started to relax, she remembered that Neville had been wearing a fawn scarf this time, just she had forgotten and in her panic earlier she did not remember that. Suddenly, Neville pushed her behind a tree. "What's that for?!" Lisa hissed at him.
"Look," Neville pointed. Lisa looked around the tree to see… thunderbirds! The Thunderbirds were yellow and grey with a hint of fawn on a few of their feathers.
"So they are still here," Lisa said.
"It seems so," Neville nodded.
Then there was a cry from one of the Thunderbirds and they flew off. "We were lucky to meet them. Don't you think it was worth it, even if we are breaking rules by coming out here and your hands were shaking?" Neville said.
"Yes, your right," Lisa sighed. Then, there was a crack and a small tree branch whacked Neville on the back of the head.
"Ouch!" Neville cried, falling onto his fours.
"Are you alright? But I did worry about this happening," Lisa asked, bending down next to him.
"Yeah, just my head hurts like hell," Neville groaned rubbing the back of his head.
"Let's head back, Madam Pomphrey will stop it hurting in no time," Lisa said pulling him up.
"Alright, let's head back," Neville nodded as he stood up. Then he said, "Actually, it's starting to hurt a little less now."
"Good, maybe by the time we get back we won't need to visit Madam Pomphrey," Lisa said as they started to walk back.
"Yes, maybe," Neville nodded weakly.