“Sonorus,” Harry whispered, his heart pounding in his chest. The tip of his wand was uncomfortably warm as it tapped his Adam’s apple, but it barely registered on his awareness. “Get to the castle, now!” he shouted with every breath in his body. He ignored the stabbing pain in his chest as well.
+“Sonorus,” Harry whispered, his heart pounding in his chest. The tip of his wand was uncomfortably warm as it tapped his Adam’s apple, but it barely registered on his awareness. “Get to the castle, NOW!” he shouted with every breath in his body. He ignored the stabbing pain in his chest as well.
Later, the inhabitants of Hogsmeade, which was in roughly the direction Harry was facing, would find their North-facing windows, the ones with a view of the castle, crazed with tiny cracks.
Harry released the spell immediately. Stunned students were moving now, some running, others stumbling, but all of them moving toward the castle, possessions forgotten in the mad rush for survival.
But it wasn’t nearly fast enough.
The terror of their sudden appearance seemed to galvanize the hellish creatures, sharpening their appetites as the air chilled further and the day seemed to turn overcast in moments. Harry didn’t even want to contemplate the amount of power needed to do that as more than a hundred starving psychovores bore down on a crowd of schoolchildren.
And they were accelerating.
Harry gritted his teeth as his mum’s pleas blended into Ginny’s voice, screaming in pain as it became incoherent. The wet bleating of the torn and mangled body he found after the massacre. For an instant, he pictured Draco and Voldemort’s noseless face and his horror turned to rage. His magic responded eagerly and the pains in his chest returned. But his wand was almost vibrating in his hand. He looked for his happy thought.
-That will never happen. Ever!
+That will never happen. EVER!
Harry Potter raised his wand.
And he thought of what happened in the Chamber of Secrets.
They forgave me, for everything I ever did. I love them and I will never let you have them!
@@ -224,7 +224,7 @@“Besides,” Ron continued like he hadn’t heard a word, “I feel like a huge fraud.”
“What?” Harry demanded.
“If you hadn’t insisted we all learn the Patronus, they’d have overrun us from the start,” Ron continued doggedly. “And that bloody great stag of yours did the lion’s share of the work. But all anyone cares about is me stabbing one. One!”
-Harry shook his head. “We all worked together to hold them back, Ron. But what you did… protecting Hermione… killing that thing. Killing it, Ron! No one’s ever done that before. I’ve never even heard of someone wounding one before.” He paused, looking Ron straight in the eye to emphasize the next word. “Ever.”
+Harry shook his head. “We all worked together to hold them back, Ron. But what you did… protecting Hermione… killing that thing. Killing it, Ron! No one’s ever done that before. I’ve never even heard of someone wounding one before.” He paused, looking Ron straight in the eye to emphasize the next word. “Ever.”
Ron’s eyebrows slowly went up. “Not… ever?”
“No. As in, ‘what the bloody hell is he doing?’ and ‘oh my lord!’”
“But you said… you told me to…”