Anna Gael Wright
Anna blinked in surprise again at what War had done, before smirking, and stashing her wand away, clearly not needing it anymore. "You are literally so rad." She stated firmly, her eyes flitting toward War until they quickly darted toward Avery when she screamed and started fumbling for her wand. "Why not let Sectumsempra last.." She pouted, glancing at War again.
Peter Andrew Iero
"I pity her." Peter breathed a sigh, brushing his disheveled hair out of his face. Again. "Rimfaxi wouldn't do it for anything. She hates crowds as much as I do." His eyes darted toward a nearby corridor when he heard quite the bustle.








