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Spiral Tangent:'Striking Flint With Steel' - The actual process of events that ended with Holly being found in the Slytherin's Punishment Room after killing Marcus Flint



Placement: 2nd February 1994; occurs at the end of Chapter 26, posted after Chapter 27 to maintain suspense.



What you need to know: Holly Evans attends Hogwarts in place of Harry Potter. During the process of testing for an Animagus form, Holly's body was matured so that she now appears as a somewhat buxom 17 year-old version of herself, though still less than 5'2" (she'll never be tall). Over her time at Hogwarts, Holly has made an enemy of Marcus Flint by interfering with and anonymously punishing him for his sexually abusing Muggleborn girls at the school. Recently, Pansy Parkinson asked Holly and Hermione to protect her from the abuse of her Housemates, earned from exceeding their House bylaws when she nearly killed Hermione in October with a sabotaged potion. Hermione gave Pansy a bronze coin that was linked to ones held by Holly and Hermione, so that if she were in a critical situation she could call them for help and the link would allow them to track back to her location.



The other thing you need to know: This is about rape, torture and an execution. The fact that sex happens is not a high point. You don't need to read this. If you're looking for erotica, the next three Tangents should satisfy as soon as I write them.



Memory begins.

Holly Evans is sitting on a canopied bed in a Hogwarts dorm room decorated in Gryffindor colors. She is wearing weathered black denims and two layers of cotton mock turtleneck shirts. Lying in her lap is a newer hardbound book. Holly looks up suddenly and closes the book, reaching into the front pocket of her jeans to draw out a single bronze coin. Holly reaches over to the pocket of her work robes that are hanging from a hook on one of the posts of the bed and draws out a weathered piece of blank parchment. She touches the center of the blank page and mumbles something that sounds like "...no good." Lines spread out across the page and Holly proceeds to unfold what is quickly forming into a multi-layered map. Holly scans the map in several places until she takes note of a single area of interest. The map shows a corridor, with three scrolling labels hovering over nearby dots. The labels read 'Pansy Parkinson' ,'Marcus Flint' and 'Alvin Bole'. Holly quickly checks over the map once more, noting another label for 'Hermione Granger' that shows her dot quickly moving to the entrance of the Hogwarts Library. Holly says "Mischief Managed" and the map refolds itself and reverts to a blank piece of parchment. Holly quickly dons her robes, stuffing the parchment once more into the inside pocket where it had been previously. From another pocket she draws out a large but thin piece of fabric. As she whips it around her body, Holly disappears from view. Moments later, her shoes at the foot of the bed also disappear.



The perception of the memory is drawn down corridors through the Hogwarts castle, until it begins to slow as it approaches the entrance to the Slytherin dorms, across from a tapestry of a gruesome hunting scene. Further down the corridor can be heard a repetitive wet sucking sound, coming from where two older boys in robes are facing the wall. Barely visible are a pair of knees kneeling on the floor in front of the boys' shoes.

The larger to the two boys can be heard mumbling "Here she comes... here she comes! Ooooh this is a good one, Pansy. You're really getting so good at this!"

As the perception of the memory moves past the tapestry and closer to the trio at the end of the corridor, a yell is heard from two people behind the tapestry.

"Homenum Revelo!" A faint red outline appears around Holly's body, visible even from under her shroud.

"Mortuus Lacertosus." A pale yellow beam of magic strikes Holly's body, held there by the caster. Of a sudden, Holly drops to the floor, her feet sticking out from under the Cloak.

"Got her!"

"Hold it on her Bletch!"

From down the corridor the two older boys can be seen to turn and approach the gathering, identified easily now even in the dim light of the corridor as Marcus Flint and Alvin Bole. Three other boys now surrounding Holly's limp body include Miles Bletchley, holding his wand and the yellow beam of his spell pointed at Holly's location. The other two Are Richard Derrick and Adrian Pucey. Derrick reaches down to pull the cloak off of Holly.

"It's not her. It's Evans!"

Pucey laughs. "Even better, mate. Look at those tits! Marcus, we struck gold!"

Flint walks up eyeing their catch appraisingly. "Right. Let take her to the Punishment Room. Pansy it looks like you've been replaced, thanks to your cooperation. I guess you've been punished enough."
Pansy Parkinson remains at the end of the corridor, weeping quietly while cleaning herself of what appears to be semen on her face. She stands up to follow the others as the gather around Holly's body.

Pucey casts a Stinging Hex that strikes Holly in her left breast, but she makes no movement in reaction.

"What the fuck, Adrian?"

"I was making sure she wasn't faking it."

"Too easy. I heard tell she can resist pain. Try this. Aguamenti." A rush of liquid emits from Bole's wand, dousing Holly's face and chest in cold water.
Bletchley drops his wand's focus and the yellow beam dissipates. Holly begins to cough and wheeze.

"Bletch you boob! Get her under the Hex again!"

"She was drowning you idiot! She can't move muscles under this, remember?"

As Holly finally gets a clear breath, Bletchley once again casts. "Mortuus Lacertosus."

"Enough fucking around, let's bring her to the bench."

The assembled boys other than Bletchley lift up Holly's body. Pucey makes sure to grab the Cloak before wrapping his hands around Holly's upper right leg and groping her arse in the process. The group enters the Slytherin dorm once Pansy touches her hand to a non-descript stone, revealing a wide opening.

The group brings Holly through the common room to a space between two bookcases that looks like an old-style wall fountain. The wall fades as they approach and the group wrangles through the narrow entryway past an open door into a darker room with only two wall sconces providing light. At the center of the room is a rough wood table with a slightly curved top. Chains with manacles are attached at the corners of the table, and a straight-back wooden chair is set behind it. The assembly drops Holly unceremoniously onto the table, Bletchley careful to maintain the beam of yellow on her body.

Flint turns around and pushes Pansy out of the room with a forceful shove, saying "We'll deal with you later!" as he shuts the door behind her. The sound of her yelp as she lands on the carpet beyond is cut off as the door closes.

"Pucey, I don't see the gold."
"What're taking about, Flint? Those melons are ripe!"

"I don't see it. Diffindo!" With a slash of Flint's wand, a lash flays across Holly's chest cutting through the layers of cotton to expose her breasts beneath. A slim line of red starts appearing.

"Yeah! Yeah! We need to see 'em! Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Check how the blood is flowing. Merlin this is hot! Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Pucey, calm down. I think we've got her clothing unlatched."

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Guys are you sick? This isn't like a Petrify! She can feel everything!"

"Fuck off Bletch! Diffindo!"

"Diffindo! Yeah, we know!"

"Enough!" Flint throws out his hands and the other boys put back their wands. He reaches forward and rips the numerous strips of bloodstained cloth from around Holly's body. Her skin is a patchwork of thin slices with blood trickling here and there, though the lighter cuts already are beginning to heal. Flint grins. "Oh yeah." With a lustful sneer, he reaches down to part Holly's legs, angling his hand between them. "They call this a Perineum Pinch!" Flint's thumb pushes forcefully into Holly's anus as his fingers jab into her vagina, only lubricated by the pooling of blood that has trailed down Holly's abdomen between her legs. "Pinchy pinchy, Miss Bitchy Bitchy!"

Derrick moves forward to handle Holly's right breast, smearing the blood around and pulling on her nipple. Flint pulls out his hand and moves around the bench. "Take a sample boys. It's not like she'll be fresh for long."

Bole steps up to finger Holly's genitals, pushing the flesh aside and taking an inquisitive look. Pucey just stands almost mesmerized by the dripping blood as it slowly flows across Holly's chest to pool in the dip of her throat.

Flint starts to disrobe.

Bletchley pipes up "Flint, what are you doing? I... I thought this was supposed to scare them! We can't..."

Flint cuts off his protest. "We dragged her back to the Punishment Room to do our work, 'cause we can keep her here for days. What'd you think I was gonna do, take pictures?"

"Flint! She has friends. Not many, and even the Granger twat doesn't like her right now but still- wasn't this supposed to be about fear?"

"Oh, she'll be afraid now! They all will! Think, Bletch! She's already a pariah in the press. No one will find her here, and everyone will suspect the little rebel has done a runner from all the ...staring." Flint roughly grabs Holly's left breast and squeezes it, gazing madly as he starts to salivate.

"We can enjoy her until she's unattractive, and if she looks like she'll talk then we'll have to kill her and dump the body, but even the great Harry Potter hasn't stepped out from behind Dumbledore's skirts for her- she's alone, which makes her... mine. You just keep that Ragdoll Hex on her while I discipline her troublesome mouth."

Pucey stutters a moment in thought. "B-but Flint, what will the rest of the house say?"

"Catch up Adrian! Every snake hates her and those that don't know well enough to stay quiet"

"Bole, shut up!"

Bletchley's wand begins to sag as his expression turns worried "No. I can't do this."

All the others turn on him.

Flint drops his trousers to the floor and points at Bletchley. "You are doing this, or you're taking a place beside her on the bench!"

"Absolutely! This cunt needs some Dick!"

Bole groans at the gross pun. "Merlin's hairy sack! How long have you been wanting to say that, Richard?"

"Just for your entertainment, I intend to say it the whole time I'm fucking her! I'm after Flint!"

"SHADDAP! Bletch! Get your wand unknotted and keep this bitch limp while I train her mouth!"

Flint pulls Holly's body across the bench so that her head lolls over the edge of the table. He grasps her head with both hands, pushing his erect penis into her mouth. After a minute of adjusting the fit, her starts to jam his pelvis forward, forcing his shaft down Holly's throat with abandon.

Flint seethes. "Ohhh, yeah! Feels Good! You just take my dick deep don't you whore? That's a much better use for your fucking mouth! Derrick! Get to working, mate! I might choke her to death if I'm not careful. OOOooh! So nice! Bletch, you twat! Keep your wand up!"

Bletchley's voice wavers in worry. "I think she's choking, Flint!"

Flint pulls out of Holly's mouth, noting the gurgling coming from Holly's throat. Holly's tongue begins to twirl slightly. "Ssssuusllleseeeaasslllussshhsss!"

"How's she doing that? Her muscles are all shut off!"

"Holy FUCK!"

Holly's extended tongue snaps outward to wrap around Flint's erect penis like a squid tentacle, with the tips pinching at the base of his scrotum.

"LaleeaH!"

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

Spikes have sprung out among the length of Holly's tongue, impaling through Flint's strangled genitals.

Bletch loses his grip on his wand and turns to vomit on the floor. Flint continues to scream as blood starts gushing from every puncture in his todger. Pucey and Derrick stare in horror as Holly's muscular control returns enough for her to tip back and snap her head forward, ripping the lacerated genitals from their home. Holly's tongue retracts the spikes, allowing the blooded soggy meat to drop to the floor in a pile. Holly turns over on the bench and vomits down onto the remains of Flint's manhood.

Flint collapses to the floor clutching for his missing package as Bole rushes up to aim at Holly from between his stunned companions.

"Crucio!"

Holly twitches and convulses, her flailing body flops to the stone floor. Bole shifts position to continue the spell; Holly suffers on the ground for another minute until Bole lifts the Unforgiveable curse. Her body lies limply on the floor. She doesn't appear to be breathing.

Bole steps forward to check her pulse.

Holly's right hand shoots to Bole's neck.

"Torpeo."

The numbing charm drops Bole to the floor over Holly as he loses all feeling below his throat. Holly grabs Bole's wand and pushes his limp body off of her own.

Derrick and Pucey start fumbling frantically for their wands.

"That...(spits on the floor) ...was disgusting. You boys should never have been able to even consider these actions, but instead you had to fight not to do them immediately. I have only one word for you."

"Yeah? Fuck you too, bitch!"

"No, Sectumsempra."

Richard Derrick falls to the floor screaming, leaving both his legs behind from where they have been severed at his knees.

"Bole's wand works really well with Dark hexes. Sectumsempra."

Adrian Pucey's right arm falls to the floor in several slices, along with his wand.

"Sectumsempra."

Pucey's left hand and forearm are sliced lengthwise.

"Make that, my new wand is good with Punishments. Sectumsempra."

Pucey drops to the ground as his ankles lose connection with his feet. Holly turns to Bole's limp body.

"You shouldn't feel left out, Alvin. Sectumsempra."

Alvin Bole's left arm and leg are cut deeply and begin spouting blood.

"Oops. Didn't quite make it through that time. Sectumsempra."

Bole's limbs become fully separated, blood flowing from both exposed ends.

"Sectumsempra."

Richard Derrick's hands are sliced off from where they had been gripping onto one of his amputated legs. Holly then turns her blood-covered lacerated naked body and stalks a few paces to stand over Miles Bletchley. The quivering Slytherin has been witnessing the carnage from a crouch in the corner of the Punishment Room, and now looks up to Holly's shadowed face, feeling the fury in her eyes as they bore down into his own.

"You..."

"C-confrigo!"

Flint's spell catches Holly off-guard, slamming her body hard enough to bounce her across the chamber and smash into the far wall. Flint starts crawling toward Holly's body where it has landed in a heap by the door.

"F-f-f-f-fucking...b-b-b-b-bitch!Thought I was done, did ya? F-flint's no piker! I was just gonna f-fuck you stupid and wipe your b-brain until you drool like Lockhart, but now? N-now I'm g-g-gonna get meself fixed up and make you my bitch every n-night for the rest of your life! First things first, though. I'm cuttin' out that FUCKING TONGUE!"

Flint grabs Holly's left arm and pulls her onto her back next to him.

"AaaaAAAAH!"

"Broken, eh? You deserve much more, you sick bitch! What's that sound?"

Holly swings her right arm over her body to impact into the remains of Flint's crotch, an arc of crackling magic following the path of her fist as it strikes hard enough to shatter Flint's pelvis and the stone beneath it. The impact forces all the air from Flint's lungs and his wand goes flying, but the older boy doesn't seem to acknowledge the damage.

"W-w-weak ass cunt. You g-going to take me t-t-to Dumbledore now?"

Holly jabs a simple punch into Flint's throat, causing him to make choking noises as he tries to force air through his partially collapsed windpipe. Holly then grabs Flint's wand and rises from her position on the floor but collapses immediately when her left leg gives out.

"Ferula." Holly's broken leg is splinted and wrapped tightly with her conjured bandages. After a minute of awkward fumbling, Holly rises to standing once more. Tossing aside Flint's wand, she limps over to her discarded things and draws a potion knife from her quiver, holding it gingerly in her left hand; the break in her upper arm has rendered her hand almost unusable. Holly then sidles over to Bletchley, pulling him up from his curled ball until he is kneeling upright and able to see over the Bench.

"I want you to see this, for some reason. I'm not going to hurt you because you tried to stop it. You were part of it though, so you should see it through, and remember."

Holly limps over to Flint, grasps his shirt collar with her right hand and drags him up and over the Punishment Bench so he is lying on top with his head hanging over one side and his legs over the other, much as Flint had positioned her earlier. Holly locks the chains in place and slowly limps around until she's standing to the side of Flint's head facing Miles Bletchley. Holly grabs the potions knife in her right hand firmly and touches a gem in the guard with her thumb.

"Dotanuki." The knife grows suddenly, changing into a Japanese battle sword.

"This is what we do with mad dogs that can't learn."

Flint finally finds his voice.

"You can't just cut my head off!"

"I'm not. This..."

"You can't!"

"...is a judgment."

This is... YOU'RE JUST SOME..."

"For the premeditated gang-rape of..."

"...MUDBLOOD CUNT! YOU..."

"...Penelope Clearwater and myself, I'm..."

"...CAN'T MURDER ME!"

"...taking my pound of flesh."

Flint stops ranting to stare at Holly in horror. Holly looks down at Flint's fearful expression, his desperate, pathetic look of begging and stops. Wracking sobs shake her whole body, tears streaming down her blood-covered face to drip onto her chest. Her face twists up into a grimace as Holly releases a vengeful scream, her jaw open wide to release the power of her voice.

"AAAAAAAAIIIEEEEEEEAH!"

Holly swings the blade in her right hand over her head in a flashing arc and brings it down until its tip is stuck in the stone floor. Flint's skull just above the eyebrows falls to the tiles. Sections of brain follow it after a minute, impacting the floor with a series of very wet splats. Holly stumbles backward and slips painfully to the floor, dislodging the sword from where the tip had stuck into the stone.

Holly stares at the lump of brain near her feet.

"Maybe two pounds."

Holly crawls back to her quiver, returns the sword to a potions knife form and sheathes it, and then finds her holly wand under her shredded clothes next to the still-intact Invisibility Cloak.

"Miles?"

"Y-yes?"

"Stupefy."

Miles Bletchley falls back unconscious into the corner of the room.

"Expecto Patronum." Nothing appears.

"Fuck. Expecto Patronum!" A silvery white owl forms from the end of Holly's wand, winging its way around the room to settle on her knee.

"That's better. Go to Professor McGonagall and lead her back here." The summoned ethereal owl turns and wings its way through the door of the Punishment Room.

"How did I deserve this?"

Memory ends.


...but kicks off a second [edited] memory...


Memory begins.

Holly is reading an extract from her mother Lily's journals.

Dearest Lily,

I understand your frustration with the restrictions placed upon you and your friend within this society. I had acted as Matron to a number of promising young girls as they made inroads and innovations into what you describe as 'the Science of Magic'. So many girls from the Families would start on a career path but find their ambitions redirected into family and manor management. It was always the muggleborn witches that could not be deterred, but it was never more than a joke amongst Nicholas' friends- 'there goes another new-blooded Witch, ready to turn the world upside down again!' His friends always looked forward to seeing what these bright stars would come up with. Then subtly but quickly it all changed. A policy, buried deep within the Ministry had begun to worm its way through our culture, and my protege's began to suffer from unusual accidents, or find themselves quickly married into minor houses or fall precipitously to the latest Dark Lord. They fall to the Ministry's darkest policy: By hook or by crook, 'Bright Witches Must Be Dimmed'. I cannot say exactly why they believe this must be so. Certainly, I find my activities in saving bright young witches like you more gratifying, knowing how unquestionably and fanatically the Ministry has followed that policy since its enactment. Let this be a warning to you. Excel quietly. Publish anonymously. Glow brightly, but only under the covers. I know it doesn't suit your Gryffindor tendencies to act thusly, but I have lost too many good friends to their belief that 'it won't get in MY way.' Please, please, stay alive.


With love,

Perenelle


Memory ends.


*

Mum, this is the after-part from when you killed Flint. I didn't put it in the journal. I don't think Grandmum would approve.



Transcription: 2nd February, 1994 starting around 4:30 PM

Holly is still sitting against the wall of the Slytherin Punishment Room, having sent her Patronus to find Minerva a few minutes ago.

Holly: "Ferula."

Holly's left arm is splinted and bound. Holly carefully moves her fingers in her left hand to her satisfaction.

Holly: "Hang on. I have an idea."

Another Holly enters the Room looking almost the same as the one on the floor, only she has healed somewhat and the blood has dried on her body like warpaint. Her leg and arm are also both splinted.

Holly (Turned): "Holly."

Holly: "Oh! Holly! Do we have a plan then?"

Holly (Turned): "Yes we do! First, I need to stop these idiots from bleeding to death, or we'll be facing bigger charges."

Holly (Turned) reaches down to grab the quiver, pulling out the ashwood wand.

Holly: "You should burn off the wand arm stumps though- give them a handicap to remember."

Holly (Turned): "Good thought, I remember having it now. Exuro viscus, Tela cruor."

Having stemmed the bloodflow from Alvin Bole, Holly (Turned) walks over to Adrian Pucey.

Holly (Turned): "Exuro viscus, Tela cruor."

Finally she turns toward Dick Derrick.

Holly (Turned): "Exuro viscus, Tela cruor. Now we only have a few more minutes, so here's how this works. You need to extract a memory of everything that has happened from when we first felt Pansy's signal to when you sent the Patronus."

Holly takes her holly wand and places it against her temple.

Holly (Turned): "Wait! Use the ash wand, or they'll ask where the memory went."

Holly catches the ashwood wand tossed to her by her time-shifted doppelganger. She draws out a lengthy memory strand from her temple and puts it into an empty potions vial Holly (Turned) has drawn from the quiver. Holly rolls it over to her counterpart who picks up the vial and shakes the noodle-like strand inside it for a moment and then returns the vial to the quiver.

Holly (Turned): "Now get up and I'll take your place there. Take the Cloak and Obliviate me of everything from when Pansy's coin buzzed; give it a password that Newt can scribe later for unlocking. Turn back two hours- you'll need the time to get a hold of yourself and scope out their Library undetected. Before you come in, call Dobby to take the quiver, Cloak and such back to Lily's for safe keeping. Last thing- hit me with a Festering hex to make the wounds appear fresh."

Holly and Holly (Turned) rearrange themselves making sure not to touch each other in the process. Holly picks up the quiver from where Holly (Turned) has laid it on the floor and wraps the Cloak around her body.

Holly (Turned): "Don't heal your bones, just live with the splints for a bit."

Holly: "Yeah, I expected that."

Both Hollys: "I so want to kiss you right now."

Holly smiles a little. Holly (Turned) sheds a single tear.

Holly: "Obliviate. You can't remember anything since you felt Pansy's coin activate. You assume it is a natural safety precaution to handle the trauma. Passphrase: 'Holly is such a quiet, gentle soul.' Dormus."

Holly (Turned) falls into an easy slumber from the Napping Charm. Holly wraps the Cloak around her battered body as Newt pokes up from amidst the hair of both Hollys, blinks once at its counterpart and retreats.

Holly stands for a moment and steps over to Miles Bletchley.

Holly: "Ennervate. Hello, Miles. Obliviate. You don't remember being woken up or me casting these spells. Redimio Coactum. If you open your mouth to speak, you will confess your involvement in these crimes and those of any other Slytherin male you see. Holly Evans is the only one who can absolve you of your guilt. You must redeem yourself in her eyes, or she will most likely torture you or kill you when next you meet, as you deserve. You will think through how best to balance the scales for all your sins. Stupefy."

Cloaked, Holly carefully peeks out of the door to the Punishment Room and sees no one hanging about.

Holly quickly places Marauder Monitors everywhere subtle she can think of, both in the Punishment Room and the Common Room.

Holly stands Cloaked in a corner and Turns back two spins, watching the Common Room rewind- going backwards, she sees herself talking to Dobby then disappearing, Pansy walking backward from the dorm hall to the floor in front of the Room, Pansy seeming to leap upward into the room, the rapists dragging her backward through to the entrance led backwards by Pansy, the rapists walking backward into the room and Pansy being surrounded by them, Pansy fumbling something, Pansy being led backward into the Room, the rapists walking backward out of the dorm spaces and then nothing.

Holly retreats to a broom closet and cries and retches and cries. Nearly an hour later, Holly cleans up and exits to the Common Room once more under the Cloak and starts pillaging the stacks. Books disappear into her Cloak for almost another hour from throughout the bookshelves.

Holly stops her library spelunking when she sees the boys enter the common room in a group.
Flint: "Time to check up on our dog."

Bole and Pucey laugh.
Derrick: "It's too bad she's so young. She barely has any meat on her."
Bletchley: "You're sick, Dick."

The group enters the Punishment Room through the disappearing fountain. Holly moves under the
Cloak to a closer position. Pansy can be heard to be sobbing quietly as chains are heard being unlatched.
Flint: "Come here and stop dragging your ass. Put on a cloak. We don't need to look at your sagging bits to know how pathetic you are."

Flint drags Pansy out of the Punishment Room, followed by the rest of the entourage. She suddenly drops to the ground.
Bole: "Oi! Check this! Pansy's dropping Knuts from her cunt."
Pansy: "It's mine!"
Pucey: "Is that, like, all you're worth now?"
Bletchley: "Hang on. Why would she keep a coin up there? Bloody uncomfortable. Did one of you tell her to do that?"
Flint: "Miles, I think you should find out why."

The boys surround Pansy where she is kneeling on the rug clutching the bronze coin. Bletchley turns her head to face him and points his wand in her face.
Bletchley: "Open your eyes, Pansy, or I'll use a flame cutter instead."

Pansy fearfully opens her eyes, her face then forming into a mask of defiance briefly before losing all expression.
Bletchley: "Legilimens. Hmm... the coin... is a signaling charm. I can't figure out who gets signaled though."
Pucey: "Didn't Bulstrode say that the dog here was chatting with that Gryffie bookworm, Granger?"
Bole: "Yeah yeah. Daphne said they stopped them midst conversation in the loo a few days back. If anyone could set up a quick Charm like this, it'd be her."
Bletchley: "You've got the right of it, boys. Our Miss Parkinson here has been blabbing. To make the coin work, squeeze it three times. She expects her to come running, possibly with a teacher."
Flint: "Barely anyone's about right now. Let's make this work for us. We'll trap the twat with a trick and see what she's been told. Pansy, if you want to save your life, you'll tell us anything we need to know. Right now your arse isn't worth this coin!"
Pansy: "You've got it all! You've got it all... I just couldn't stand it anymore."

Pansy breaks down in sobbing tears.
Bole: "None of that! I think you should be seen doing something fun if we're to lure in our intruder. Time for you to kiss the vine again."

The group drags Pansy to her feet and exits the common room. Holly walks forward a few paces, thinking. Holly waits. Minutes later she sees herself being dragged limply by the crowd of boys into the Punishment Room. Pansy is ejected to land at Holly's feet. Pansy retreats to her dorm crying loudly. Holly removes the Cloak.

Holly (Turned): "Dobby."

Dobby appears in a pop.

Dobby: (squeak!)

Holly unloads her collection into the elf's waiting arms until she is once more naked except for the blood stains, two splints and the ashwood wand. Tapping herself on the head, she disappears under a Disillusionment Charm. The ashwood wand drops to the floor at Dobby's feet.

Holly (Turned): "Take everything back to the madhouse."

Dobby grabs the wand and disappears once more with a pop. Several silent minutes pass until a thump is heard, followed by another with a different tone. Holly's Owl Patronus soars through the door a minute later and pauses in front of her.

Holly (Turned): "You have your instructions, now go!"

The Owl zooms away; Holly enters the Punishment Room and begins to enact the other half of her conversation.

Transcription ends.



From the Journal of Holly Evans.

Transcription: 4th February, 1994 starting 9:18 AM

Holly is waking up in hospital. She is covered by several layers of white cotton blankets, but is otherwise unclothed. The only thing on her bedside table is a ceramic cup with cold water. Just beyond the curtains around the bed, two Aurors in blue robes can be seen standing guard.

Holly whispers in a croaking voice.

Holly: "Newt?"

Newt hops off of Holly's head to slide down her arm until she is standing on the blanket.

Holly: "Newt, wha's... happ'ning? Why'm I in ...h-hospital ...again?"

Newt writes onto the blanket.

Newt: (written) 'Mum, you asked me not to tell you exactly what happened, or there would be no point in Obliviating yourself. You don't want to remember this.'

Holly: "I need t'get a handle, here. Wha... what can you tell me, that other people know?"

Newt: (written) 'Minerva was lead into the Slytherin dorms by your Patronus. They found you, Marcus Flint, Miles Bletchley, Alvin Bole, Richard Derrick and Adrian Pucey in ahidden room, in various states of undress and dis-assembly with you being naked except for some scraps of cloth. You had numerous cuts and bruises, plus your left arm and leg were broken, but that's all been documented and healed. Bole, Derrick and Pucey have lost their wand arms to a cauterizing wound and are at St. Mungo's getting the other limbs reattached. Marcus Flint is dead. Miles Bletchley isn't speaking but appeared unharmed before he departed for his family's estate. You have two Aurors standing guard over you at all times.'

Holly: "OK."

Newt: (written) 'Mum, do you want to know...'

Holly: "Nothing. I chose to forget. There's a reason. I have enough to think about."

Newt: (written) 'But Mum...'

Holly lays back in the bed, her eyes almost shut. Newt absorbs all the ink back out of the blanket, leaving it clean and white once more.

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Author's Tactical Notes: 'Dotanuki' is a 'brand' of katana forged heavy and unattractive for battle use. The word roughly translates to 'cleaves through thick torsos'. If you're wondering where Holly heard of such a thing, you can read 'Lone Wolf and Cub' by Kazuo Koike and Goseki Kojima; some of the comics were published in English as early as 1987.

Redimio Coactum is my version of the Compulsion Charm, translated as 'Bind Compulsion'.

Mortuus Lacertosus is the Ragdoll Hex, translated as 'Deaden Muscles'. Unlike a petrify, the body is limp and moveable and can feel everything, but also unlike a petrify the caster must keep the hex on the target or the effect fades quickly (just not immediately).

Exuro viscus is a Cauterizing spell (literally: burn flesh).

Tela cruor is the Blood Clotting spell.

Torpeo is the Numbing Charm- if you put enough oomph into it in the right place it'll act like a spinal block.

Dormus is a napping spell that only works on targets you care for that allows the target to fall unconscious naturally. Somnus is the unkind version of this, usually only effective on unwary children and muggles; Stupefy is an actual Hex that must be countered in order to awaken a target before the spell effect fades (usually several hours).

[The above are generally non-canon other than Stupefy]

Ferula is a medical spell to summon forth splint and bandages, used by Lupin towards the end of Prisoner of Azkaban on Ron's chewed-up leg.

Homenum Revelo is a spell Hermione uses in Deathly Hallows to check Grimmauld Place for other occupants. It may not be canon that it would outline the invisible, but I figure if used in a small specified area it might be more effective.



Aside from Parseltongue techniques, Holly exhibited some wandless magic in this fight- in all cases, she needed to touch the target for the spell to work. If you're wondering when she picked up that talent, ask yourself whether Basilisk venom and Phoenix tears in her bloodstream would make for a good wand focus. The first time she exhibited this was against the Boggart in Chapter 18, when she cast Riddikulus without a wand in hand (it had a link to her mind at the time, so touch wasn't needed to send it flying).