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Patrick could take no more and soon didn't have to. As the screams and wails of the banshee grew to near hysteric proportions, he knew it was over. He felt the curse hit him and was no more....

Patrick felt the first slash and screamed out in agony, blood gushed from the wound though it wasn't too deep. About to fall forward in agony, Patrick screamed again as his body reacted now to the crucio curse. He doubled up in perfect agony. It was all too much, the pain... make it stop his...

Patrick whirled about to look at the woman. "Dispose of? the imperius curse?" Patrick didn't care anymore now he had a fair idea who he was up against. Death Eaters there were no other people he could think of that would appear so rich and yet be so damned evil. He made to get his wand but all...

Patrick didn't understand what was going on. It had been a simple accident and yet they were acting as if he had commited a major crime. This was all completely ridiculous. He would have said so but preferred to walk away yet as he did so, the woman blocked his way again. He had barely seen her...

Patrick didn't know what was going on, the woman had every right to be angry he had bumped into her house elf and child but both were fine and he had apologised so he didn't understand why she still harboured such resentment towards him. She was stunning but there was something off in her...

Patrick had apologised but realised too late that he had to look down to whoever he had bumped into, not only was it a house elf but one carrying a child. He reached out a hand to help them but his gaze turned to see the waves of a black cloak descend on the elf and child and assist them. Within...

Patrick had enjoyed his summer immensely, he had returned his niece to her godmother relatively unscathed but thoroughly happy. The trip to Ireland was a good one and it had been nice to meet some of her friends. She had gone to France and Canada as well. Patrick had to smile at how busy her...

Patrick stood by the fireplace and greeted them all. They seemed a nice bunch and was glad that Andromeda had made some decent friends at least, remembering the awful moody boy from first year who had taken an instant disliking to Patrick for no apparent reason. Walking to the door and holding...

Patrick had been over on the farm helping out pretty much all morning and afternoon, giving Andromeda a chance to welcome her friends on her own. Figuring it was time to move them all along he headed back up to the Lodge. Opening the door and walking in he thought the place sounded very quiet...

Patrick squeezed her shoulder and smiled, so this was what had been bugging her. He should have known that something was up. "Don't worry angel, we'll pick up a new one when we get back to New Zealand. I think I owe you for two birthdays and two Christmases don't I?" he smiled at her as they...

"Alright, time is up" he laughed up the stairs, "lets get going the walk will do you some good, too much time on that broom of yours will make you fat and lazy." He watched as she bounded down the stairs two at a time and jumped the last four steps to land at his feet. He raised his eyebrows...

Patrick arrived not long after her and smiled at her excitement. It sure did feel good to be back. "Of course, are you sure you don't want to head straight up there now? I know mom would be thrilled if we surprised her ahead of schedule" he grinned using his wand to banish their trunks to their...

The time seemed to drag by, first he paced the floor after she had gone upstairs then he had sat down at the kitchen table wondering how she was getting on. Restless he had gone from the pacing to sitting to pacing again. Until finally sitting into one of the large chairs infront of the fire...

Patrick was delighted when she flung herself at him, he caught a glimpse of the old Andromeda and was thrilled. She seemed really eager to get started and he certainly didn't want to stop her. Their whole trip to Ireland depended on her succeeding with this. He hadn't applied for any travel...

Patrick began with a telling of his travels around the world, the box remained unopened on his lap. His hands caressing it ever so gently as he spoke. He told them of how he tried every tribe in the known world for a cure for her condition but nothing. He had come close he thought many times but...

Patrick embraced her, feeling more bone and sinew than anything else. Where was the little girl he could once cuddle and not be afraid of damaging? The problem was, his Andromeda was damaged now. Damaged so much there was no turning back from it. A smile crept to his impecable features, he had...

Patrick paced up and down waiting for her to arrive. He had wanted desperately to go to the train station but Esmerelda had made him wait instead at The Gables. He still didn't know why he had gone along with it, he felt as if he had been bullied into remaining behind while she had gone instead...

Patrick sighed, that really hadn't explained much but for now it would have to do. For now. "Alright Ms Porter but you must promise me that you will come right back here to the hospital when anything and I mean anything out of the ordinary happens again" he was looking at her hands and arms...

"You were still very weak Bellatrix" Patrick told her soothingly, "The nourishment spell only does so much. Your body was still suffering from the effects of near starvation. That takes quite a while to heal alone." He stood up and walked to her side. "You'll be fine, I know you will."...