Pyxis deflected a spell that was directed at Anne, and annoyed look sent to Sergiy. He was just pissing them off more, putting them all in even more danger! Could the man be anymore stupid? Many scenario's of him being hit by a stunning spell and un-able to participate flitted through her mind, and she had a half-mind to point her wand at him but decided that was a stupid thing to do, turn on your own. She growled menacingly at him. "Fuck off you stupid dick! You're making it worse!" She snapped at him, standing fully in front of Anne now and pointing her wand at the crazy bitch (Storm).

"Bitch, you want to get to her? You'll have to get through me." She hissed, flicking a non-verbal stunner at her. This was followed by a disarming spell, then a tickling hex. She thought the idea of the enemy bursting into hysterics one rather appealing, and it would mean that she would be able to paralyse her and dispose of her far more easier. It's not like Pyxis was the most amazing fighter in the world, but being a part of the Order had meant she was decent.

Her attention was captured as she heard a crash and turned to see Parker on the floor. She touched Anne's arm, her eyes capturing Anne's for a moment. "You can take care of yourself, right?" She nodded her head and didn't wait for an answer as she ran to Parker's side. The closest evil one to him was looking smug. "BITCH!" She screamed. She hit them with the paralysing spell, like the one they'd placed on Parker and then knelt down beside Parker. "Finite Incantatem." She muttered, the couter-spell. Her eyes became fixated venomously on the other paralysed person. She flicked her wand upwards and the person was thrust upside down into the air. She tugged Parker up into a sitting position and looked at his rapidly swelling shoulder. "Shit, Parker," she huffed and looked at the children. "You have to get to the trophy room, it's through that door! Split up into groups of two and run like hell, not all together because that'll attract attention." She informed them, and they did so. Pyxis then bit her lip. "Are you going to be okay?" She asked, tugging at his sleeve to reveal his shoulder.

Anne smiled she liked when people underestimated her. She was by no means a weak fighter. She was one hell of a fighter. She smiled at Storm and flicked her wand and stunned two fighters (Beki and Collin) She then turned back to Kate and stunned her. Three fighters down. She smiled and turned back to Storm. "Run while you still can." She said holding her wand firmly. She had made a slight modification on the stunning spell she was the only one that could lift it. They were out for the night. She smiled and went around firing hexes at the Dark Ones. She wanted this fight to be over. When she saw that Parker was hurt she growled. She hoped that everyone else would be ok. If anyone else was hurt, there was going to be hell to pay. It just got personal.

"I'll give you one chance to retreat before I start killing." She screamed to them. She hoped they took it. It was clear by her voice she was serous. She was done with the fighting. If this was going to go on any longer she was not going to let any more of her people die. She had brought down three people when she was not trying to kill.

Storm laughd evily as she saw another professor protecting everone Storm growled as she stunned two of the members Storm smirked.

" Ooh I'm so scared Im shaking in my boots" Storm said in a high pitched girly voice than she laughed loudly and barely dodged the spell " Why don't you run while you still can" Storm said she smirked and shot a spell at the professor and made sure it would kill her it was an old spell that she had learned only Storm would be able to life the spell Storm had put that spell on Sam once and had yet to remove it.... it was a spell that erased your memories

Storm laughed and shot a spell at the woman whom was helping another professor Storm couldn't wait to see Sam's face when she saw what had happened Storm smirked at the thought and made fire erupt around the whole room, butit was only an illousion Storm smirked and shot a spell at the pregnant professor " Dance Dance!" Storm shouted she looked mad and crazy

" Now let's have some fun!" Storm shouted and laughed again she shot a few spells at students she looked like Bellatrix Lestrange, but much more crazy.

Even though Humphrey had come ready to dance up a storm, and have a fun party, he was able to dodge the first couple spells fired at him. Then he was under the cover of the table. So, he decided to start firing stunning and full body bind curses from under the table. But, he knew he was no match for these people; so, steadily he made his way back towards the entrance of the great hall. Once he reached the end of the table, he knew he would just have to make a sprint for the door. Then go to the trophy room where everybody was meeting.

Humphrey had managed to get one stunning spell to hit. Yet he knew he needed to get out of there if he was going to survive. He moved into the track start position, and suddenly he was very grateful for all the running his old basketball coaches had made him do. Not that he was lightning fast, but he was fairly quick. Then he mentally counted down one...two...three and took off towards the doors. Since he was at the end of the tables there wasn't that far to go. Just as he reached the doors though his left foot slipped on something wet on the floor. He lost his footing and slammed into the doors at full speed. The last thing he saw flashing colors at the corners of his eyes, and then he saw black, losing consciousness.

Parker felt like he'd been on the floor for ages his whole body felt tense and sore from the spell, and it ached from the fall. He couldn't even move to try to do anything about the pain or what might have been seriously injured. His eyes were still darting around wildly though and was able to still see mush of what was happening.

He closed his eyes a brief moment, able to feel the pounding of feet on the floor, and the shooting pain spread through his arm and body. Something was definitely broken. All the loud shouting and noises in the room blurred together into ringing in his ears. He hadn't felt so helpless like this is so long...

Suddenly he felt his muscles relax and he was no longer paralyzed. His eyes opened quickly to see Pyxis knelt beside him. He groaned loudly as she sat him up, his vision spinning slightly still from when his head hit the floor when he fell. His hand immediately went to grab his shoulder, making him groan again. "Bloody hell, Pyx." He looked up, eyes bleary, barely able to see the other children able to make it mostly safe to the trophy room.

He winced and pulled away from Pyxis with a sharp breath when she reached for his arm. Every breath pained him. "Shit, yeah, I will be. I just need to go with the kids and check my collarbone...it feels like it's broken." He muttered through tightly clenched teeth. He looked at Pyxis with pained tears in his eyes. "Make sure...you and Anne stay safe. Don't kill."

Humphrey slowly began to regain consciousness. HIs head was killing him, and his chest and left wrist were really painful as well. He didn't think any of his ribs were broken, but they hurt, bruised maybe. This was the first time he had been knocked out since when he was seven years old. That was when he had gotten floored by a guy who had about forty pounds in him when the bigger guy tripped and fell on him. His knee had came right down on his temple.

Suspecting he had a concussion, he waited a little bit for the pounding to lessen. When it didn't, he just slowly propped himself up against the doors to the great hall. Everything came rushing back to him as he sat up, the battle, was it still going on? He looked around, crap, it was. Before anybody noticed him injured and lying on the ground, he decided to crawl out of the hall. The trophy room, that was where they had said to go. Very slowly, he crawled out of the great hall, and towards the trophy room. Humphrey didn't trust his legs at the moment. His head was still spinning a little bit, so balancing on two feet was probably not a good idea.

Humphrey knew how lucky he was that nobody had attacked him after he knocked himself out on the door. While he was crawling, his left wrist kept sending sharp, shooting pains up his arm. That was definitely broken, he thought. Playing basketball for as long as he had, he knew enough about injuries to know when a bone was broken or not. So, he just tucked his left wrist into his stomach to try and keep it as still as possible as he crawled. Gritting his teeth through the pain.

Meliae ran she got hit by one spells as she had took off but she start to crawl across the ground she move rather fast on the ground she made way to the door. She got to door she was instructed to go too that is she lay there a bit that is she moved through the room she knew that she should keep moving afraid that she would be found if she stopped moving.

Anne looked behind her and sighed. There were still so many students here. She had promised to protect them all of them. She sighed and sent a few hexes at the fighters still standing. She had heard Parker's warning and respected it. She would still stand by her threat, if she had to.

She looked at Storm and dusk as she was called. She shook her head. "Come on Elizabeth are you going to play? An what about you Calla" She shouted across the hall. She recalled seeing both women in a vision a long time ago, their name was Elizabeth and Calla if she recalled correctly.

Anne sensed a spell rather than felt it. She looked over to see a dark one with their wand pointed at her. She looked behind her and saw Tessa still there. She pulled her down with her and yelled. "Crawl, and watch out." She yelled as she watched her get out of harms way.

She stood back up and smiled stunning the Dark one that had sent the curse at her.

Storm growled and was livid, " No one" Storm started and she took a step toward the professor " And I mean NO ONE!" She shouted the last part and she advanced toward her. " Calla is dead! She died a long time ago!" Storm shouted angirly she continued to walk toward the professor.

" You're gonna regret this!" Storm said dangerously she shout a million spells toward her and she made fire erupt around the pregnant professor and made sure to turn it into a ball " Fight fire with fire and you get burned" Storm said evilly she shot a spell at every student hoping to kill some.

" I hope Sam comes soon, so she can see what happens when you mess with a dangerous witch!" Storm said through her teeth.

It had come as a disappointment to Dusk that Nora was not there. It seemed that no one was there at all, and though this would make taking over Hogwarts easier, it also meant she stood on the sidelines of the fight, watching. None of them here were good enough to battle her, not a single one of them. She smirked and made a note to award Storm for her battle after this, perhaps give her the title of her right hand woman. She could be like Bellatrix, it would be hilarious after all considering Dusk was making an attempt to follow in Lord Voldemort's footsteps. She faded into the background, quite literally as she turned invisible and walked through the fight. She brought one hand up to the Head of Hufflepuff and pressed her wand into his neck, whispering a tickling hex to humiliate him before continuing on. A student went running and Collin, which angered her. "Avada Kedavra," she growled and the student fell to the ground, dead with their wand drawn.

She walked over to their limp body and nudged it with her foot, the body seeming to roll over of it's own accord as she was currently invisible. Her attention was caught by some commotion, and a professor stared down at another one with more concern than usual, even abandoning the students for him. A smirk curled on her features and she was delighted with her new toy. She swaggered over to them, still invisible, and monitored their conversation. She rolled her eyes as she saw the tears, and muttered, 'Pathetic'. Her wand was then pressed to the girls neck as she yanked her up by her hair. She then moved that hand to wrap around the girls neck as well, moving the wand to over her heart. She pulled her backwards, her smirk growing wider as she felt the heart problems within her. "Ah, somebody has problems with their heart," she suddenly came into view and smirked down at the man. "I think i'll take off with this one, make it easier for us to take Hogwarts, don't you think?" Dusk continued to pull her backwards.

Pyxis frowned at his words and wondered if he was trying to convey his pain. Her eyes scanned over his body to ensure he was okay, and she bit her lip. She wished shewere the healer instead of him so she could take care of him, but as it was, she was not a healer. It frustrated her to no end that she couldn't make sure he was perfectly fine, as she'd always been overly-protective when it came to him. She desperately wanted to hug him close to her and protect him from everyone else in the room but knew that would definitely be stupid. He was a grown man, after all, and could take care of himself as much as she'd like to take care of him.

"Don't," she protested as he flinched away from her. She made sure that her fingers only very lightly touched his skin as she pushed away the sleeve and examined the lump on his shoulder. She didn't need to be a healer to know that the mark there was not pretty at all. She shuffled closer to him now, her arm brushing against his as she pulled the sleeve back up to cover the mark and instead slid her arms under his own and hugged him close by the waist. "That's not pretty at all, you aren't okay at all and if you think your collarbone is broken I refuse to let you keep fighting." She spoke in a quiet tone, trying to conceal her worry and to keep the demanding tone out of her voice.

She released him and moved away once more, staring at him with determination. "I would never kill anyone, Parker, not unless it was the only option or I had to," she sighed slightly. "I need to get you out of here, don't even think about arguing with me," gone was her attempt to keep the demanding ring out of her voice as she raised her eyebrows at him as if she dared him to try her. "Come on, the quicker we move out of here, the quicker you can get fixed and the quicker I can come back and protect Anne. I need to contact the Order - shit, I can't believe it. The one night they all leave." She sighed heavily.

Everything happened so fast. An un-known voice muttered pathetic, and then she felt a sharp pain in her scalp as she was yanked up by the hair. A yowl left her lips of protest as she felt something hard dig into her neck and realised it was a wand. Invisible arms held her and pulled her away from Parker. An arm wrapped around her neck and the wand was moved to her heart. Her captor became visible, and she twisted slightly to see the one and only, Dusk. She trembled in fear as Dusk mentioned her heart problems and looked at Parker with wide eyes. She then began to wriggle, toss and turn in the woman's arms in vain attempts to break free from her grasp. "Let go!" She cried out.

Parker looked at Pyxis, able to see the worried look in her eyes. He'd be fine if he could just get a safe place to concentrate and do a quick setting spell so he could get back into the action. He watched her hands, wincing again slightly as she pulled up his sleeve to take a look. He would have tried to pull away but knew that wouldn't only make it hurt worse.

When she lowered his sleeve and hugged him he bit the inside of his cheek to try to ignore the pain in his arm. When she said she refused to let him fight, he smiled at her a little as she pulled away. "Pyx you'd not believe the things people are able to do when hurt or near death. A quick setting spell to make sure the bone doesn't move and I'll be fine. I'm not going to just sit to the side and be helpless like always." He said the last part a bit more quietly, as if she wasn't really meant to hear it.

He nodded to her with a sad look. He knew she wouldn't, but given circumstances he knew people could do some drastic things. He wouldn't want any of them put into the position where they would need to. "Alright, and I'll make sure the kids are safe and there's someone too look out for them. And I'll be back out here with you and Anne." He groaned, standing up, holding his good hand out to help her up. "I know, right? It's almost like they knew-"

Parker could hardly register what happened next. Before even realizing the danger, Pyxis quick movement and cry out sparked him to pull out his wand immediately, aiming it at what was nothing at first and then revealed itself to be a woman who had a hold on Pyxis. He had a tight grip on his wand, though his hand was shaking slightly and his eyes were wide. With the way she was holding her, Parker wouldn't be able to get a shot at her without harming Pyx or Pyx taking the full blow. He could feel the blood pounding in his head as the seconds seems to go by slowly. He refused to just stand there as Pyxis squirmed. He quickly shot off 'Expelliarmus', hoping dearly that it would at least distract the enemy long enough for him to do something else.

Anne looked at storm and fire erupted around her. She got rid of it and looked in the crazy woman's eyes and looked around feeling that dusk was going to come back out. She looked at Pyx and not knowing why called out to her. "Pyx!" She called but over all the noise she knew she didn't hear. A moment later Dusk was there pulling her hair. She growled and turned and threw as many hexes as she could thing of toward the mad woman and sprinted over to Pyx and Dusk. She pulled the latter woman back by her hair and growled in her ear.

"Let her go or I cut your throat." She said bringing a knife she had scooped up off the floor to her neck. She looked at Parker on the floor and singled with her eyes to do something anything. "Do you want to die?" She asked her. She didn't want to kill her but she would.

Storm growled as she saw The woman get rid of her fire than she saw that another professor was walking away and she saw Dusk Storm smirked than noticed that the pregnant professor had a knife up to Dusk's throat Storm growled and ran and grabbed the professor by her hair and hoped to yank the back of her head.

" Let her go or I'll cut your throat!" Storm growled dangerously in the professor's ear " Think about it, which is more important your child or the professor?" Storm added with a small smirk Storm grabbed a three bladed knife out of her boot and she pointed it at the pregnant professors throat " Tick Tock, Tick Tock" Storm said.

Dusk smirked viciously as the girl struggled in her arms. She looked at the man as he stood and rolled her eyes at the spell, easily stepping so that it would hit said girl in the chest. She felt her body quiver and smirked. "Oh, you are an idiot aren't you? Firing a spell at a girl with heart problems? Tut, tut," she shook her head and smirked at him, tightening her grip around her neck. She delved her mind into the girl's thoughts and discovered her name was Pyxis. She flipped through her mind as if it was an open book and nodded her head, 'ahh'ing and 'hmm'ing at parts. It seemed she was in love with him, the man, Parker, and experienced much hurt everyday over him not being sure of his own feelings for her. "Oh, sweety, how upsetting for you that he doesn't love you." She growled into her ear.

Suddenly, there was a knife against her throat and her hair was being pulled. As Storm approached and threatened the knife holder, Dusk just laughed and felt the knife slightly cut into her neck. It didn't bother her, she was used to the pain. "Leave her be, Storm," Dusk commanded, easily apparating with Pyxis away from Anne, who she remembered from Pyxis' memories. She now stood half of a metre away from her previous position. "I fear this is taking too long, and I have something of theirs. You know the British, never leave a man behind, or woman in this case. Be back at Headquarters in 2 minutes, or there will be no single place on Earth that I can't find you." she whispered into her Dark Ones' minds.

"Any last words for Pyxis?" She asked, looking pointedly at Parker as she backed up a few more steps. She smirked and paused a moment to let either of them say something. "Nothing at all? Tut, tut," Dusk shook her head. "You have your answer now, don't you Pyxis?" Dusk then turned on her heel and apparated to Hogsmeade, where she swept into some old man's house (swiftly killing him) and floo'ed to the Headquarters.

Anne growled at the knife in her throat. She groaned. She watched Dusk and the Dark ones that were still awake leave. She needed around but she had no time for that. They had to get Pyxis back. She walked over to Parker and looked at him. "Heal who you can. I'm going to Durmstrang to get Nora or someone." She said looking at him and standing back up. She sighed realizing there wasn't much she could do there. She needed to get a message to just one of them. Not them all.

She closed her eyes and tried to find them. She couldn't get a proper location just a country. That wouldn't help they couldn't search all of France. She groaned and sat on a chair. This wasn't suppose to happen. Why didn't she see this coming.

Humphrey stopped outside the Great Hall, then peeked around the edge of the door frame. He looked through the gap between the door and the wall, right where the hinges were. Locating the Hogwarts Professors, he figured out where the enemies were by process of eliminating them from his line of fire. Taking a second to memorize where his spell would need to hit, he did some quick calculations. If he went sixteen stones to his left, and aimed twelve stones up, it should just hurt the enemy. Then he saw Anne Greene, one of his favourite professors, with a knife to her throat. She needed a distraction, and he let the anger well up inside him. Focusing it, he picked the correct stone and aimed carefully.

He would direct it with a Wingardium Leviosa once it reached the witch holding Professor Greene hostage. "Bombarda Maxima!!!" Humphrey yelled at the top of his lungs, and then he waited. The spell worked perfectly, the calculations he had done in his head were working wonderfully. So, this was a practical application of astronomy, predicting gravity having an effect on a certain weight. Interesting, how something as simple as math and science, could cause so much damage.

Just when it was about to reach Anne, and the other Hogwarts Professors, he yelled, "Wingardium Leviosa!" It wasn't perfect, they might still get scraped. But, by using it, he was able to aim it more precisely at the Durmstrang Professors, and help it avoid the Hogwarts ones. He hoped his distraction would help.

Parker blinked, and it felt like an eternity had passed in the short moment his eyes were closed. He felt himself tense up and wince when he saw that Pyxis had been hit and at that same moment a far off spell had stung his hand causing him to drop his wand. He couldn't even think his mind was in such a flurry. His breathing was quick, but he tried to take a deep breath and calm down, close off his emotions, close off his mind. This was going to be bad. Very bad. He was seconds away from literally tackling the woman to the ground to try save Pyxis. Frozen, he watched wide-eyed as the woman held her closer speaking fiercely into her ear.

His eyes moved off her only breifly to see Anne come up behind her and grab her. "Anne!!" he shouted. Really bad idea. He took the first step, ready to charge forward, but then there was a loud crack sound and she appeared a metre off from where she was. All that went though his head was a repeated, 'no, no, no, no this was NOT happening.'

She was fucking leaving. A hostage situation was bad enough but that an a kidnapping. Oh god, he was about to lose it if he could even wrap his head around it. He didn't even listen to the woman speak as she asked for last words. He stuttered and shouted out Pyxis' name, nothing coherent coming out of his mouth. As they were about to apparate, he shouted, "Pyxis, close off your mind!! Don't let them in!" As the woman turned on her heel, he began to run at them, he reached out and they were gone. He stumbled, looking around wildly. They were gone. Gone.

He was breathing heavily, and as Anne approached him, he spun around, his fist clenched in thinking it was an enemy. He then breathed out horrified at the idea that he was about to strike her.He gave her an apologetic look as he put a hand on her shoulder, his eyes looking distant and defeated. He nodded and started to walk and get the rest of the students to a safer place to heal them. He got the last group of students to follow him to the trophy room. And seeing a first year so boldly standing there with his wand out, Parker grabbed the back of his collar as he dragged him along. What a ridiculous little boy was all he thought bitterly to himself.

Once in the trophy room with the students he looked around. As he always did in times of extreme stress, he blocked everything out except for what he needed to do. It was his job to heal them and getting the emergency stuff out of the way he could then deal with them more at the hospital wing when they could move. There were many with small cuts and bruises that could be delt with later. He was more concerned about larger wounds, broken bones, those that got knocked in the head or unconscious. Parker first leaned against the wall next to the door, bringing his hand up to his collar bone which felt numb now from the adrenaline. Definitely broken then, he thought. He closed his eyes, as he put some of his energy into setting the bone. He could worry about fully healing it later. He just needed to be able to use both arms for now.

[[OOC: If you guys want we could move the Trophy room stuff to another thread and students can go on from there? Or since things seem to be closing up here, just move on? Idk.]]

"Hey, the battle's over, Professor Emery. I can walk by myself, I will go without a struggle. Also, I am fairly sure I have a concussion. When I was running away from the fight, I slipped and knocked myself out on the doors. The trophy room was where I went, and I slept for a while. Just came back to see what was going on." Humphrey said, trying to twist out of the Professor's grip. He hated being treated like the little kid he was.

"Come on, don't handle me so roughly. I'll be good, I promise." Humphrey said, turning his head to plead with the Professor as he walked with him. Trying to use his little kid advantage, if there was any soft spot in Professor Emery, maybe he would get let off with a warning.

Anne sighed and went to check on Parker. He must be in shock. She really should look for students, but she need to get a few things checked. She walked over seeing that Parker had a strong hold on Humphrey. "Parker, you'll hurt him let him go." She said softly putting her hand on his uninjured shoulder. She really didn't care that he had almost hit her. She knew how he grew up. She would have done the same. She jerked her head to the side to tell Humphrey to get going and wait.

"Parker, we'll get her back. I promise." She said a determined look in her eye. "I swear on my life I'll find her." She said making a mental note to keep him safe as well. She knew that Pyxis loved him, love made people do stupid things. She herself was not immune.

As he had still been walking to the trophy room with what he hoped were just the last of the students, he ignored the first year he was dragging along with him. Kids just loved to talk and talk. This was why he didn't like them. He muttered under his breath, "Just because the fighting's apparently over doesn't mean theirs not danger, I need everyone together-" He held tight despite the boy twisting around, though as they had walked into the trophy room where the rest of the students had been, he had let him go and leaned against the wall with a sigh.

Anne had then approached him and he opened his eyes, not quite looking at her as he moved his uninjured hand to rest on his collarbone to start setting it. He took in a deep breath though his nose, staying silent. He didn't exactly trust himself to speak at the moment. He shook his head slightly.

A moment later there was a soft crack as he winced and groaned, the bone setting into place. He looked at Anne, "If I hadn't gotten hurt and she hadn't gone to 'save' me. This wouldn't have happened...." this was his fault. All of this shit was always his fault...He cleared his throat and leaned off the wall, walking over to the boy he'd grabbed earlier, his face still serious and very unlike how he usually was.. "Okay, sorry. You said you hit your head? Lets go sit down over here- and you need to make sure you don't close your eyes or doze off or anything. If you feel like that, stay standing." he walked with the boy out of the way of some of the commotion to sit against the wall. "So where does it hurt?"

"I just wanted to help..." Humphrey said, and then decided to shut his trap. He knew he talked too much, and that he should have stayed in a safe place. However, despite being in Ravenclaw, he had never been afraid of anything. Fear was irrational, and he had learned to face his fears at an early age. Gryffindor had been where he wanted to go, but the Sorting Hat had suggested Ravenclaw. The Sorting Hat seemed to know him better than he knew himself, so he had listened.

"Professor Emery, I overheard what you just said. I always listen to my surroundings, it helps keep the mind sharp. I know it isn't my place to say this, but don't blame yourself for what happened to Professor Greene. She is amazing, and you did your best. However, blaming yourself for something that is past, that will drive you insane. I did that, I still do it sometimes, and it never, ever, helps." Humphrey said. If he'd learned one thing, it was to live in the present; also,to hope for the future.

"It hurts right here." he said, pointing to a spot just above his left eyebrow. Then, pointing to the upper part of the back of his head."Also here, and there is lots of pounding everywhere. The eyebrow is where I hit my head on the door, and I am assuming the back of the head is where I hit the floor. The whole back of my head hurts a lot. I slipped off earlier, before I came back to the great hall. But, I'll stay awake now. Thanks for the help, Professor." Humphrey said, attempting to sound as grateful as he could, because he was.