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- Lignum Vitae Wand 16" Essence of Dragon's Whisker
Lisa stormed out of the Great Hall, her copy of the magazine ripped in her hands. This Gossip magazine was getting worse and worse. The Lisa-should-be-Slytherin story was still circulating, and now the writers were picking at anyone who had a story to tell. It was foul, cruel, evil...only one seriously messed-up Slytherin could have even attempted this. And now the Head Boy was forced to reveal he was an Animagus; why would someone do that to him? The only way to get her emotions out was scream.
And so she did. Lisa's scream bounced off the walls and echoed in the nearby corridors. It told the world of her anger, her fear and her shock at the nerve of people. She fell to her knees, holding the scream for ten, twenty seconds...a surprisingly long time for her size. When she finished, she was left gasping for breath, on her knees, clutching at strands of her hair. Yet she didn't shed a tear. "Why?" she gasped. "WHY?" She
And so she did. Lisa's scream bounced off the walls and echoed in the nearby corridors. It told the world of her anger, her fear and her shock at the nerve of people. She fell to her knees, holding the scream for ten, twenty seconds...a surprisingly long time for her size. When she finished, she was left gasping for breath, on her knees, clutching at strands of her hair. Yet she didn't shed a tear. "Why?" she gasped. "WHY?" She