There's determination, yes, but there are also distractions: flashes and noises, growls and hisses, spells and screams. Bill's no battle veteran; he hardly knows where to turn. There are no moments of true recognition right now, just pointers in his mind: Professor McGonagall. Aziraphael -- so good to have an angel on their side. Snape... Snape? Later. Tonks, and he sees her pump a fist into the air as something explodes and for the first time it all makes sense: explosives.
Later, he'll remind himself to give Bernard the biggest pat on the back he can and still have it be a manly thing. But now he turns this way and that: werewolves are on the prowl, more than one. Much as he might have hated to do this in the past, it's now a chance to exorcise some personal demons and he takes it as a measure of strength and pride and everything that makes him who he is to mow these bloody mishaps of nature down. No one else will suffer what he did; no one else will have to see a loved one looking like he did after the nonsense in London. He turns to the flank where they're crawling and running and growling in: he's on the attack.
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Date: 2006-06-22 03:21 am (UTC)Later, he'll remind himself to give Bernard the biggest pat on the back he can and still have it be a manly thing. But now he turns this way and that: werewolves are on the prowl, more than one. Much as he might have hated to do this in the past, it's now a chance to exorcise some personal demons and he takes it as a measure of strength and pride and everything that makes him who he is to mow these bloody mishaps of nature down. No one else will suffer what he did; no one else will have to see a loved one looking like he did after the nonsense in London. He turns to the flank where they're crawling and running and growling in: he's on the attack.