Ezra couldn't really complain about anything connected to a floo. He nodded and held on tightly to her arm. Just before she apparated them away he looked past her, towards the shadows, but he didn't have a chance to even let his eyes focus on one of them before they were tugged out of the woods, much less determine how close they were.
They landed in darkness. There was still moonlight from the sky above, and considerably more of it without the branches of the trees to blot it out, but Ezra had grown accustomed to the lights that Rosalie had cast with her wand and gave an involuntary shudder at the contrast. He couldn't tell where the shadows were in these conditions, and he desperately needed to know. Ezra pulled his own wand out and muttered lumos — the light that was conjured sputtered like weak candlelight. His wand didn't like the hovering shadows any more than he did.
Focus, he admonished himself. He took a breath and cast again, and this time the light was clearer and brighter. He let go of Rosalie's arm and looked hurriedly around the perimeter of the garden, his eyes searching out the indefinite edges of shapes that shouldn't exist.
They landed in darkness. There was still moonlight from the sky above, and considerably more of it without the branches of the trees to blot it out, but Ezra had grown accustomed to the lights that Rosalie had cast with her wand and gave an involuntary shudder at the contrast. He couldn't tell where the shadows were in these conditions, and he desperately needed to know. Ezra pulled his own wand out and muttered lumos — the light that was conjured sputtered like weak candlelight. His wand didn't like the hovering shadows any more than he did.
Focus, he admonished himself. He took a breath and cast again, and this time the light was clearer and brighter. He let go of Rosalie's arm and looked hurriedly around the perimeter of the garden, his eyes searching out the indefinite edges of shapes that shouldn't exist.
~~~ but I'm stuck trying not to come off crazy ~~~
Ezra