James began to walk away in embaressment. It was as if he had gone from on disaster from another. But then, just then, he realized why he went to Hogwarts. Why he was sorted into Gryffindor. And so he dropped his wand, and turned around in a slow manner. It was as if he was battling himself whether he should keep turning or not.
He then moved his arms in a stance like a lion, with one arm further than the other. James then seperated his legs so he could move quicker. But other than the occasional punch, he couldn't fight. He was just weak without his wand, and even weaker without magic. The only thing he would have left would be his scrawny body. Though something made him go the other way, and face the girl.
"Still here." muttered James a bit too loudly.
He then moved his arms in a stance like a lion, with one arm further than the other. James then seperated his legs so he could move quicker. But other than the occasional punch, he couldn't fight. He was just weak without his wand, and even weaker without magic. The only thing he would have left would be his scrawny body. Though something made him go the other way, and face the girl.
"Still here." muttered James a bit too loudly.