Re: Rock outcropping overlooking the lake

[Kiora Lupin]

The look in Lupins eyes let Dolohov know that he was in for a real fight. An excellent one. Not like the crappy one he had got from Hermione. "Pregnant huh? Hmm, someone shoulda let me in on that little detail. Woulda just aimed for her face then." He really hadnt known, so they couldnt blame him for that now could they? "And I do enjoy a good fight now and then."

[Remus Lupin]

[Oh, I just thought your head was full of them already ]

[heehee I was going to write something about that in one of the posts. But I was too lazy to add it in. xD]

[Remus Lupin]

It wasn't just him itching for the chance to beat this guy up now. Moony was ready to taste blood by this point. "You disgust me." He tossed Dolohov against the rocks, hearing the satisfying thunk as the guy's head hit the ground.
It was all too fitting, considering his head was already filled with them anyway. Shouldn't have hurt him too much.

[haha I just added that last line in. Since Herms said something about it. ^^]

[Molly Prewett]

[*flails*]

[Kiora Lupin]

[Thanks Loopin. Thanks.]

Cursing, he sat up and touched his head. His hand came back wet with blood. Fucking punk. He'd been tossed back pretty far, and it wasn't like Dolohov weighed nothing. Lupin was stronger than he looked. He pushed himself up to his feet and whipped his wand out, aiming it quickly at Lupin. "Diffindo!"

[Remus Lupin]

[My pleasure, Hovvle. It's less than you deserve really. But we're not finished yet, so it's all good.]

Remus growled as the spell hit him from the chest upwards. It tore holes in his shirt and a straight cut stretched down the side of his face. Hissing in pain, he pulled out his own wand. "Deprimo!" The spell hit Dolohov squarely on the chest and he flew backwards, once again hitting his head on the rocks. Remus didn't want to hurt him too badly with spells. Most of him was itching to attack with his bare hands. And Moony was in total agreement with that idea.

[Kiora Lupin]

Dolohov flew backwards, his head hitting the rocks again. This could definitely shape out to be some fight. Laughing to himself, he sat up and shook his head, then got up and walked back to Lupin. "That all ya got? I would think youd be tryin' to kill me 'bout now. That spell ain't gonna get you nowhere." He waited to see if Lupin would try and attack with magic again or just quit to the chase and turn physical. Lupin was holding back again and that pissed him off.

[Remus Lupin]

Remus glared, his body shaking with anger. His voice was rough and he could feel the wolf itching to take total control. Anger was destroying his judgment, erasing any thought as to why he should not be attacking Dolohov like this. "Why would I keep using spells when I'm looking forward to doing the dirty work myself?" He quickly stowed his wand away and reached out, twisting Dolohov's arm behind his back. "You messed with the wrong woman when you messed with Hermione. Cause now you have to deal with me. And I'm not holding back." He growled and jerked on Dolohov's arm, hearing it snap.

[Kiora Lupin]

Dolohov bit his lip to keep from shouting in pain when he felt his arm snap. Tugging himself away with a small gasp, he turned and, using his good hand, punched Lupin in the face barely missing his nose. "Yes, well, please dont hold back on my account. Youve been holdin' back too much durin' our other fights, 'bout time you show me what youre made of." He swung his leg up and kicked Lupin in the stomach. Then he backed up a bit, his hand wiping away the blood that had trailed from his lip from biting it too hard.

[At least you didnt break my wand arm. ]

[Remus Lupin]

[Yes. Aren't I considerate? :3]

Dolohov's punch had split one of the cuts on Remus' face open more. He let out a snarl and went to launch himself at the other guy when Dolohov kicked him in the stomach. He gasped and choked on air. Pulling himself up, catching his breath, he let out a low snarl and swung his hand around catching Dolohov squarely on the side of the face. His fingernails scraped harshly across Dolohov's face causing blood to run out of the tracks his nails left.

[Kiora Lupin]

Hissing in surprise, and pain, Dolohov felt the blood running down his neck. What was up with this guy? Didnt he ever hear of trimming his nails? He glanced quickly down at Lupins hands and was surprised to note that Lupins fingernails were actually rather short. Fuck, those must be some strong nails. He hooked his foot around Lupins ankle and tugged, knocking him to the ground. Itd taken quite some effort too. The punk was heavier than he looked.

[Molly Prewett]

[Did you just scratch him *cough*girl*cough* ]

[Remus Lupin]

Remus shouted in surprise as he fell, hitting his head on the ground causing dark spots to flash across his vision. He hadn't been expecting that Dolohov would be capable of knocking him down with just a foot. Grabbing Dolohov's legs and yanking, Remus toppled him over. There was a loud crack and Dolohov's leg laid at an odd angle. He rolled over on top of Dolohov, pinning him down, his fingernails digging into the other man's arms drawing blood. He was completely gone by this point; Moony had been given full reign and, though he was loving the chance to go all out, he was getting bored with this. It wasn't like when he was fighting with that dog on full moon nights. Then, he could use his teeth and claws, and expect just as much in return from the other animal. Those fights were exciting, well matched. A fight was a lot tougher when using a human body. This other guy just wasn't fun to fight with anymore. Remus' hands closed around Dolohov's throat, cutting off the guy's air.

[Kiora Lupin]

Antonin pried at Remus' hands, gasping for air. Pain shot up his leg from the break. Fuck! What the fuck is this punks problem?! Hes gonna kill me! He squirmed under the other guy, dark spots appearing at the edges of his vision.

[I believe Loopin told me this is when Hermione is supposed to come into the picture? So its all you now Herm]

[Remus Lupin]

[Did you just scratch him *cough*girl*cough* ]

[OMFG don't make fun of me! I was still recovering from getting kicked in the stomach. >.> And I was going to punch him and break his jaw, but then I couldn't really cut his face open then could I?]

[Molly Prewett]

[Lucky for you, while I was watching you two bitch each other out, I was working on something to save your arse. Gimme a sec. ]

[Molly Prewett]

*Hermione, still incredibly pissed about the lack of sandwiches in her room and looking for Remus, heads towards their favourite little rocky spot on the lake. It has been a while since they’ve come here, but she figures she might as well give it a shot. And then she can yell about the lack of sandwiches, and he can take her to the kitchens to remedy said lack of sandwiches, and everyone will be happy. Well, she’d be even happier if that fat bitch Illie hadn’t eaten all the fucking donuts, but whatever.*

*She spots a couple of figures on the rocky outcropping and stops in shock. It was Remus, and Hovvle, and Remus looked to be slowly and deliberately choking the life out of the Slytherin.*

God, he’s going to kill him....

*For a few long seconds more, she stands transfixed, watching, seeing what Remus is doing without really registering the full extent of it. Then reality catches up to her in a rush and she lets out a short scream.*

NO!

*Rushing forward to close the distance between them, she reaches out to pull Remus back, but stops when she sees the look in his eyes. Remus is in there somewhere, but wolfy is in charge right now, and she doesn’t have even remotely enough strength to stop him. Her eyes flicker to Hovvle’s face and she gasps – he’s turning blue, there’s no time to negotiate. Acting on instinct, she pulls her wand out and shouts the first spell that comes to mind – a Banishing Charm, which hits Remus square in the chest.*

STOP IT! YOU’RE KILLING HIM!

[Draco Malfoy]

[WOAH LONG POST! *has to actually stop and read*]

[Draco Malfoy]

[DOUBLE WOAH! MYA STOPPING SOMEONE FROM KILLING A DE??!?!??!? HOLY SHIZZLE!]

[Molly Prewett]

[DOUBLE WOAH! MYA STOPPING SOMEONE FROM KILLING A DE??!?!??!? HOLY SHIZZLE!]

[Only because of what would happen to Remus if he really did kill Hovvle!]

[Remus Lupin]

[*flails* Remus is not very happy right now with me....LOL]

Remus flew back off of Dolohov and landed on his back. Growling in annoyance he jumped up, ready to confront whoever was attacking him now. His eyes landed on Hermione and he growled, taking a few steps closer before stopping. Something was telling him not to attack this person, yet his anger was so great that he could hardly tell himself not to. Remus had no control over wolfy at this point, but he was able to come to his senses long enough to look back and forth between Hermione and Dolohov and realize that this was not a good situation. Shit, what am I doing? He glared at her and, turning, ran off.

[Kiora Lupin]

[Oh dang. I owe a Mudblood my life now. Blah.]

Dolohov was only barely aware of the hands around his neck suddenly leaving. His vision clouded over and he passed out.

[Guest]

[Oh dang. I owe a Mudblood my life now. Blah.]

Dolohov was only barely aware of the hands around his neck suddenly leaving. His vision clouded over and he passed out.

[Again, you'd probably get along well with Bella...Sort of. As in a love/hate sort of thing. XD Nonetheless...yes. You owe a Mudblood your life. ]

[Molly Prewett]

*Hermione's eyes widen as Remus glares at her - he looks ready to rip her to shreds. Her hand tightens around her wand and she takes a deep breath, steadying her nerves. It occurs to her that this isn't Remus right now, not really. The wolf is in charge. She swallows, thinking how this mess could get even messier, very quickly. She lets out a little sigh of relief as he turns and flees - she can't help but worry that he'll come across someone else, but right now she has more pressing matters to attend to. Like the half-dead boy on the rocks. She rushes over and kneels down, wand still in hand, to feel for a pulse. It's there, but it's somewhat weak. There's still a bluish tinge around Hovvle's lips and his breathing is shallow and rapid. He needs help, and he needs it now.*

Mobilicorpus!

*Hovvle floats in front of her, and she slowly guides him towards the Hospital Wing.*

[Molly Prewett]

[Oh dang. I owe a Mudblood my life now. Blah.]

Dolohov was only barely aware of the hands around his neck suddenly leaving. His vision clouded over and he passed out.

[I could leave your arse here if you'd like? .... Okies, off to the HW]

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