((Hey just wanted to make a new Roleplay. No kill me.))
(Evan walked along the edge of the lake once more yet at the first scent of dawn. He stepped through the damp and dewed grass as the sun began to shine overhead. He yawned a bit as he had woken up at 4 A.M. Tiredly he looked out on the opening flash of horizen and crystal colers that enetred through his eye sight. After admiring the moment, he openly say down at a nearby tree with a small dirt opening hear the roots. He layed his head back as the sun flew from his eyelids. When he awoke something was wrong. He heard a snarling sound coming from behind him. His heart and adrendline pumping, he kick his way off of the dirt. He did a 180 degree angle and saw a wolf in a open body position, getting ready to pounce at him. Evan gaged a little as he didn't see this happening. Hopefully remembering something from DADA he pulled his wand out.) "Sectumsempra!" he shouted and the werewolf had open wounds on his chest as it began to run after him in a rage.)
(Evan fell into the shorline welcomed by the cold winter waters. He watched as the werewolf charged after him. But it stopped dirtectly as it had lost too much blood. It's eyes went back into the eye sockets and collaped on it's chest, blood painting the everlasting grass. So many things were racing through Evan's brain. Thoughts, fear, anger and too much blood. He got up and began to run for Hogwarts.)