Seventy-three

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Slytherin Quidditch lot, I'm going out for so --

[a long pause, and the journal picks up the Doctor's breath shuddering slightly, before, in an aggressive voice laden with the effects of the Dementors:]

Well then, good thing I'm ready for you, bea --

[but the tone is shortlived as:]

No, no, this isn't -- stop. Stop, I can't -- I won't -- It was the only way to end --

Expec - expec -- EXPECTO PATRONUM!

[a thud, and just breathing now; long and slow]

Comments

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

You know, my dear Doctor, I think I ought to make a list of who wandered off and was attacked by those things.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Figured I was prepared. Guess not.

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

I suppose I'm rather lucky in that I avoided it, hmm?

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[blankly] S'pose you are. The cold, that terrible cold, it's ... and the screaming ...

[moment of silence]

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

Shall I take a guess, my dear Doctor?

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

Doctor, can you hear me?

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[weakly]

'm all right.

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes, you sound perfectly fine. Where are you, precisely?

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[... sigh] Not far from the dorms.

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

I'll be there in a moment.

[a pause, rummaging, and then footsteps]

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[thump of a head against a wall]

Mmhmm.

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

[sometimes later footsteps are picked up again]

Hello there.

[floor creaks slightly as he kneels down]

Here. Dark chocolate. It helps, oddly enough.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[eyebrow raise, still looking and sounding a little worn]

Does it, now?

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

[faint smile]

It worked for me.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[munching a bit on that, then ... hmm. a pause]

Huh. So it does.

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

[aols;jfksnkmkl WHUT]

Doctor! Are you all right?

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[weakly]

Rose -- sorry for leaving, only thought I'd be a mo'.

I've never felt anything like it.

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

Never felt anything like wh-

[sharp intake of breath - they've found her D8]

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Rose!

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

[panicked, short breathing and the sound of her trying to run but falling to her knees instead]

No, nonononononoNO NO

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

ROSE. Where ... where are you?

[trying to run, now]

Use the Patronus!

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

N-near the ... lake ... thought I-I'd have a ... look-


Expec- expec- ... expe- [alskjsfj D8]

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[oh jeez, that'd be a lot of running; he's not going to get there in time]

Think of something happy!

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

[trying!] Expect- ... Expecto ... [choked sob]

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[huff, huff, running] Rose, you can do it!