OPEN!
Frank was so sick of having to deal with death eaters. Sick of dealing with the shit they created, sick of constantly getting on the scene second, and sick of the fact that for every person they killed, the more they were winning. Winning! Voldemort and his drones were--- winning, they had the upper hand on the Order, there was a bloody traitor for fuck's sake (of course they still had no idea who it was). It was--- so frustrating, beyond frustrating! It was like he was doing nothing with the advancements they were making!
And-- and you would think with all the attacks and deaths rising, people would have some common sense! A peace rally? That had been attacked in the past? It was very obvious how today would plan out, yet here people were, acting like nothing was wrong until death eaters descended from the sky in the middle of a raging storm. They would need a miracle to turn the tables at this point.
Well. Frank took in a deep breath of air, his chest rising as his body grew where he stood. At least there were other aurors here in addition to the Order. It would help.... maybe they would even catch someone. He raised his wand high to shoot a quick spell at the falling debris of the stage. Deciding to start there first, he made his way over there as quickly as possible--- the heavy rain made it difficult to see and walk without slipping. Lovely.
"Watch out!" he yelled, pushing the closest person to him out of fire from a green light.
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