This is a Marauders Era RPG...set at Hogwarts in 1978 presently in the Marauders' seventh year. The Wizarding World is at a crucial point in the dichotomic battle between good and evil. Students are taking sides, Voldemort is gaining power, three Hogwarts students died last year and nobody knows what will happen next. With the Ministry making some brash decisions and nobody knowing who's on what side...is anyone safe?
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Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #60 on Nov 5, 2009, 6:05am »
Amelia was oddly frozen to the spot, confusion washing over her like a cold wave, her mind was completely blank, she had no thoughts of what to do now. She thought that once Dumbledore appeared, everything would suddenly be okay again and she could return to her common room and forget everything had happened, happy in the knowledge that Lachie and Jeanie were safe and sound, tucked up in their own dormitory. But no such luck, it was only when a stray burst of flame licked up her arm that Millie's thoughts collected themselves and she was able to make herself useful again. She squealed as the hot pain in her arm finally reached her brain and quickly cast cast across the scolded flesh. The tough Gryffindor gritted her teeth and bit through the pain, she couldn't let something like a bit of a pain stop her, the number of student soldiers were getting smaller and smaller as more of them succumbed to the overwhelming force of the Death Eaters, it was only because of her quick reflexes that she hadn't met the same fate, twitching on the floor in agony.
It was then, as she was staring around the battlefield, trying to decide her next action that she watched as James went head to head with the Death Eater who had imperio-ed Beth, her loyalty to her Head Boy and Quidditch captain almost made her run over and stand beside him, to fight alongside him, but she knew he'd prefer it to fight alone, and if she joined him, even if he did win, he'd be a bit annoyed that he'd needed help. So instead Amelia's eyes returned to Dumbledore, expecting to see some amazing mastery of some ancient magic known only to him to vanquish what was left of their enemies. To be fair to the students, they had dispatched a significant number of the Death Eaters, not bad for a lot of school children really. But, as she was looking for Dumbledore, she saw Beth firing curses and hexes at him, then Lionel stand in front of her! Amelia knew Lionel well, the timid, quiet and petrified of girls Huffie in her year whom she had quite spectacularly insulted at their first private conversation. Knowing that Beth was under the imperius curse, she was not under her own control, which meant that for all the good Lionel thought he was doing, she could quite easily kill him without meaning to. So, in Millie's usual bossy and interfering way, she matched over to Beth, drew her wand and poked it in her back, "petrificus totalus", the words escaped Millie's lips quietly, she didn't want to hurt the girl, but she also didn't want her wandering around fighting for the opposition. Then the Gryffindor looked to Lionel, "She could have killed you...you realise that right?!" She shook her head, her brunette hair blowing in the increasing winds, "come on, I need you to help me get some people, they've been taken and are in the Hogs Head!"
Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #61 on Nov 5, 2009, 2:03pm »
One of the masked death eaters had ordered Elizabeth to attack him and it took Albus only a few seconds to realize that the girl had been placed under the Imperius curse. She was not choosing her actions and she would not be held responsible for them, except perhaps by herself. For now, his main concern was stopping her before she hurt herself or anyone else in the name of Lord Voldemort.
Naturally, fighting opponents with no thought to their well being was far easier than fighting a person who was not to be touched otherwise with spells. He was partly worried of hurting the poor girl by mistake even with the simplest of stunning spells. It seemed to be all too easy to cast something a tad too strong for the seventh year and cause her serious damage when only trying simply to halt the attack. For the next three hexes, Dumbledore merely blocked her spells, hoping to draw her in close enough where he could stop Elizabeth without having to resort to hexing the girl outright. Then things become interesting.
Lionel, a seventh year Hufflepuff threw himself in between them, using his own body as a shield to protect Professor Dumbledore from Elizabeth. Albus took this moment to teach a rather unorthodox lesson in unforgivable curses. "Do you see the way her eyes are clouded over, Lionel?" Dumbledore asked as he cast a shield spell between Lionel and Elizabeth who seemed to grow increasingly frustrated at this student's attempt to foil what seemed to be her only mission in life at that moment. "That is a a sign of the Imperius curse, something I've been told you studied not all that long ago in Defense Against the Dark arts Class. Whatever you do, I want to try not to hurt her, but Elizabeth needs to be stopped before she does something she will come to regret later."
A moment later Elizabeth had fallen over, completely petrified. Allowing the shield down, Albus looked over to see who had cast the spell. "Very good Amelia," he said with an apparent note of relief in his voice. moving swiftly, he stepped over to the petrified Ravenclaw checking her for signs if injury. The girl seemed to have fallen on a piece of glass from a broken shop window, but was otherwise unhurt. Thinking quickly, the headmaster picked up a random piece of junk from the ground, turning it into a port-key. "I am sending you to St Mungo's you ought to be safer there." He slowly counted backwards from three, and the girl vanished as she was sent safely out of the battle. This done, he quickly scanned the battle field once again, throwing spells at any death eater far enough away from any student to be a viable target.
((Elizabeth's reactions were written with character permission.))
Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #62 on Nov 5, 2009, 4:14pm »
the light collects in your eyes, turns and reflects, jumps into mine, i'm a slave to the sight,
[ ooc: once more going to godmode amycus. ]
Meanwhile, in the Hogs Head, while the other students Lachie knew battled it out with the Death Eaters outside, Lachie had awoken from his dream like state to find himself bound to a chair. With a human figure behind him. His head lolled around lazily while his eyes took a few minutes to focus. There was no one there in the Hogs Head with them. What on Earth was going on? Lachie could tell he was in the Hogs Head from the crusty old bar to his left. Real smooth going, Death Eaters. He blinked a few times, finally regaining all his consciousness.
"Hello?" Lachie yelled out, hoping that someone outside knew that he and the person behind him (Jeanie) were in here and would come and rescue him. "HELP!" Lachie yelled out once again, this time jumping up and down on his chair, trying to wriggle free from his bonds. It wasn't working. "Hey, hey you,"
Lachie twisted his neck to see who was behind him. It was a girl! She appeared to be knocked out, much to Lachie's dismay. Wait a minute - Lachie recognised her. "JEANIE!" Lachie bellowed, hoping for dear life that Jeanie could hear him. "Stay with me, Jeanie, we're going to get out of here."
Just as Lachie said this, a loud rapping came from the door. Someone was trying to get in! "Hey! We're in here! Help!" Lachie screamed at the person, not even knowing if it was a Death Eater or an Order Member. But before Lachie could say anything more, Amycus came swiftly out from behind the bar. And without even using his wand, Amycus punched Lachie's lights out. Blackness, once more.
Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #63 on Nov 5, 2009, 8:54pm »
Jeanette was a bit more conscious and aware of her surroundings than her friend thought, for she did hear Lachlan's cries, as though from far away. there was no way she cold respond, however, for she could barely work her mouth. She opened to answer and found herself gagging on blood from the inside of her cheek still. Unbeknown to Jeanie, for there was no mirror to show her, there was a small stream issuing from the corner of her mouth, and some of it had managed to drip past her chin onto her robes. Biting the inside of one's cheek, Jeanie concluded through her immense discomfort, was not fun- nor was being tied up to a chair so tightly that she could barely move.
To reply to Lachlan, she made an indistinct noise, but her male friend's panicked shouts of her own name drowned the girl out. It sounded as though someone else was now in the room, Jeanie thought through her eyes, which she kept squinched shut to disguise the fact that she was more aware of the goings on than they were likely to want. The sudden, dreadful cutoff of Lachlan's shouting coupled with the suden reverberation of the impact felt like someone punching another as well as the telltale impact of fist on face told the teenager that the unknown person was no friend of hers.
Dare she sneak a peek? On the plus side, she could gain information on who was in here. However, on the minus side there was every risk of opening her brown eyes to find a pair filled with hate staring straight back at her.
Was there any way to work herself free? She would have to try. Wincing in pain as she felt the impact of someone hitting Lachlan, she hesitated.
Wait... why am I being so acquiescent anyway? the student suddenly thought. So I'm God knows where with what seems like Death Eaters, tied to a chair... and it's pretty likely they're going to kill me whenever tey are done torturing me and Lachie or whatever. Things could not have transpired more differently from the party Jeanie had expected- now she was struggling to deal with the possibility of reaching the end of the life now, just two weeks short of her eighteenth birthday. It was surreal.
She could move her fingers ever so slightly... Jeanie wondered, could she possily locate the not and feel its way open? She was a decent hand at opening knots manualy, although she had always been able to see those- this was far more challenging, especially because she wuld have to try to conceal the fact that she was working to get free.
They will not have an easy time of torturing and killing me the Hufflepuff decided grimly. If they thought she would go down meekly, they had another thing coming. She would insult them here the opportunity presented itself, and disobey anything they tried to intimidate her into doing, and generally make herself a complete nuisance, a sharp thorn in the side.
I will NOT go down so easily, dammit, even if I don't have my wand and can't move. Just watch, you bloody bastards... she thought defiatly as she tried to feel her way to the knots. She was still in a lot of pain, but she was set.
At this, taking care to keep her face looking glazed over and expressionless, she began to run her thin fingers over the rughness of the rope, trying to find the ends.
Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #64 on Nov 11, 2009, 5:11pm »
Albus kept fighting, one Death eater at a time, trying to get closer to the students he was seeking to protect. As soon as there was time, he would need to send another patronus, perhaps he could send for Minerva. She was also a mean duelist and Dumbledore found himself wishing she was already here, for then it would mean more masked death eaters down at a faster rate. There were also, of course, other people drafted into the fight, those hexed with the unforgivable Imperius curse. Those, of course, took longer to fight against, for Albus sought not to kill those who were fighting involuntarily.
This person he was dueling against now was one such person. This was a person from the ministry, ironically enough. She was a person of a low ranking but ironically important position. This was someone not seen as important but who would have access to highly confidential information usually held only by those in top positions. Amazing how important and underestimated secretaries could be.
Other wizards might have just "went for the kill" and worried about who might have been innocent after-wards. Albus, of course, could never allow himself such a thing, even though the alternative was in the end far more costly to himself and possibly to those fighting with him. There was a driving need to protect the innocent, and that included those who were drafted into the wrong side of the war against their wills.
A faint cry for help reached his ears, but there was so much noise in the battle, that Dumbledore could not tell which direction it came from. It did tell him one thing though, there were possibly hostages taken already and they were taken to someplace not too far away from where the battle was being fought. As soon as the fighting was over, Albus told himself as he fended off another hex thrown by the hexed woman. He would need to question everyone and try to ascertain who is missing from those who were there when the battle begun. The ministry worker was finally overcome, and Albus moved a few steps closer to where James was, trying to help Lily, before being stopped by another figure. Sadly, the eyes said little about who was challenging him next, except he was certain it was not anyone currently in school. For some reason, that was a slight relief as another round of the battle was starting for him.
Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #65 on Nov 11, 2009, 10:02pm »
Over by the Hogs Head, a set of both those who were genuinely part of Voldemort’s following and the victims of the Imperius Curse had begun to congregate. One older Death Eater had pointed out that a large number would need to stay near the hostages. The needed number seemed to be filled now, and so the Death Eaters subtly moved to block the Hogs Head just in case anybody figured out their location. Then, once they had taken up that necessary position, they commenced firing off hexes just in case others wondered why they were there. Now, it looked as though they merely preferred the Hogs Head as a place for fighting. Inside the Hogs Head, after dispatching anyone necessary, some lesser Death Eaters took up the job of blocking the doors and others gathered near the hostages. As more and more Death Eaters went in, there ultimately wound up being at least one guard for every hostage, possibly two. They circled around the hostages, watching closely to make sure none of them tried anything funny. “Nice one, Carrow!” one called out mockingly and appreciatively. The one who called out was about twenty, and thus had graduated Hogwarts in 1976. “That kid is a filthy Mudblood, I believe he’s in Hufflepuff House, and that girl he’s tied to was actually a good friend of his, and they’re both… “
Suddenly, the speaker frowned, stopping to look at the pair about whom he was speaking. Was it his imagination, or had the dark haired girl’s face twitched slightly, as though she recognized that she was being spoken of?
“Oy… we should really Silencio the prisoners so they can’t yell out like that goon tried just now,” He said, prodding Lachlan hard with his wand and silencing that kid first. The lack of reaction revealed that he was definitely unconscious.
Some of the other guards laughed. One piped up “Yeah… then we can do what we want to some of them and nobody will hear them scream and beg for mercy” with unmistakable relish.
Jeanette, who kept her eyes squinched shut, was trying very hard not to react, but an eyebrow had twitched slightly when she heard somebody talking about first Lachlan, then her. She was also trying to keep it hidden that she had managed to find a knot within reach behind her, and so was working on undoing it very slowly. If she had been silencioed, she did not feel the spell hit, but Jeanette knew better than to check. However, there was one thing the Hufflepuff was unable to stifle a reaction too- being jabbed sharply by a wand. Her mouth opened in what would have been a yelp had she still had her voice available, and her dark eyes opened slightly- to see a masked face turned right in her direction. She quickly shut them, but It was too late.
The first Death Eater’s attention had been drawn not only by her eyebrow but a slight, barely perceptible movement in her shoulders. Her mouth was impossible to miss, and the observant Death Eater called out triumphantly- “Oho, I KNEW it!”
Jeanie felt her chair lift into the air and herself suddenly reorient upside down as the Death Eater silently thought “Levicorpus” and opened her eyes- there was no longer any point keeping them shut, as they had see. She felt a thrill of foreboding as she saw herself looking down at the floor six feet below. The Death Eater had levitated the combination of Jeanette, Lachlan, and the chairs bound together. He then lowered his wand and both teenagers and chairs fell to the floor hard. Jeanette felt a woosh of air being knocked out of her as she landed hard on her left shoulder. There was a sharp pain as the shoulder separated from its joint, as she had landed between Lachlan and the floor. Her head then hit the floor, causing her to see stars, but the impact was not sufficient to make her lose consciousness. There was also a crunch of breaking wood as one of the chair legs snapped- it was not exactly enough to permit the teens to come free, but it showed how hard they had fallen that six feet.
The Death Eater smirked as he heard the shoulder separate and saw the girl’s arm hang at a funny angle- it also seemed as though she were already bleeding from injuries taken earlier in her mouth. There was a trickle of blood issuing from the corner, and the flow increased with that impact.
“That one was trying to escape the bonds, look!” he said, showing the partially untied know
“What do you say we make an example of these two Mudbloods, show the other prisoners what we do to anyone who tries anything smart?” Others said “Do it, do it!” The first one turned his head Amycus’ way. There was clearly heightened respect for Carrow here among a lot if the Death Eaters.
“Teach those dirty rotten Mudbloods a lesson!”
“Teach them their rightful place!”
“What do you think, Carrow? What do we do with a yeller and a girl who manages to untie half a knot?” asked the one Death Eater who had caused Jeanie’s shoulder to come apart with the fall. “Check out hewr shoulder, she can’t do anything with both hands now!”
That was true. Jeanie, lying there in significant pain on the floor, tried to move her hand, with the result that there was a sharp flash of pain in her shoulder about ten times worse. One of the Death Eaters kicked her in that precise spot, and she cringed- it would have been a scream if she had a voice.
“You mean this girl?” another one of Voldemort’s followers said in mock lacking of understanding. “I think this one got Crucioed by Dolohov too, earlier! Clearly she needs a reteaching of her lesson. And the boy needs a lesson. What say you, Carrow? They can’t make noise now…’”
The others looked toward Carrow as well, for young though he was, he clearly had power and brains, and they were in awe odf that.
((NPCs posted with Lucy’s permission- if I crossed any lines let me know so I can edit.))
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Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #66 on Nov 12, 2009, 6:16am »
sometimes, i just go for it
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[ ooc: great job jeanie! and once again, i am godmoding lachie. hope that's okay. ]
Amycus felt ever so powerful. The other Death Eaters, milestones above his own being, were praising him for his continued efforts among them - trying to fit in and be the best possible person he could be. Nothing had ever compared to the feeling that Amycus was feeling. As he heard the continued screams of the people outside, he knew that the plan was going to work tonight. That the few muggleborns he'd managed to round up were sincerely going to pay for their intrusion into the school for all seven years. Amycus would never have to spend another stinking year with them, often having to flee at their mudblood stench. Occasionally, he would open the door to another Death Eater, some carrying their own prisoners from the attack outside, some just coming into the bar for the mere spectacle of things.
Amycus cast a protective shielding spell over the door, hoping that it would last for the few minutes that he needed to reach his full potential. He'd already punched Parker's lights out, but somehow, it just didn't satiate his need for revenge. On Parker's other side was a girl he knew little about. Amycus stayed quiet, lurking in the background, as he watched the other Death Eaters chant and sneer at the group in the middle of the room, trying their best to make them feel intimidated and scared. His eyes snapped to a taller Death Eater - a man who Amycus didn't really know - as he caught Jeanie's twitching face and her feeble attempt at escaping their wrath. Without even having to lift his own wand, the previous mentioned Death Eater casted Levicorpus on the both of them - Trotter and Parker. They were raised in the air, unable to scream from the silencio charm someone else had casted on the group.
They fell to the ground with a crash, the unconscious Parker falling on top of the girl. His heart started thudding against his ribcage; so excited that tonight, for the first time ever, was going his way. He was a strong, powerful person, and from the way the atmosphere was tonight, everyone knew it. His eyes flashed, staring down at the girl and Parker with a lust in his eyes for something he knew he could get. Revenge.
His peers started egging him on, feeling like it was his time to shine - to let the main two on the floor know who was boss in this situation. Parker started to stir, his nose broken and bleeding. Jeanie's arm and shoulder seemed to be badly hurt, a trickle of blood issuing from her mouth as well. Breaking through the circle, Amycus stepped closer to the two lying on the ground. Someone else already had kicked Jeanie's broken shoulder and arm, but Amycus wanted more than that. He wanted them to pay. Slowly, making sure that Jeanie knew what he was doing, Amycus raised his foot into the air and brought it down slowly on her shoulder, crushing it to the ground. He wasn't going to play fair tonight and wanted both Parker and the girl to know it.
"I hope you know your status in life. You will always be below us." Amycus spat on Jeanie's face before turning over to Lachie, who was watching Amycus with wide eyes and a fearful look on his face. "And well, as for you," Amycus smirked at the boy on the ground, barely older than he was.
"Crucio!"
Amycus bellowed, swiping his wand from out of his sleeve and pointing it at the limp-ish figure in front of him. Arching his back and writhing around, Amycus made sure that Lachie knew he was lower than dirt. If he were able to scream, Amycus was sure he would have been screaming his lungs out. Tears filled up in Parker's eyes as Amycus let go of the spell, his chest heaving from his efforts. "Filthy mudblood!" Amycus roared at Lachie, standing over him in a menacing way.
Amycus turned back to his fellow Death Eaters, looking at each and every one of them through and under the masks they used to conceal themselves. "We are better than these bits of scum, are we not?" he roared, fully getting into the whole thing. "Teach them a lesson!" And with that, he walked back to the door, his chest heaving from everything he'd done so far tonight. They needed to move the hostages and fast - something told Amycus that help was coming for them, and he really didn't want that to happen under his watch.
Re: HOGSMEADE ATTACK | EVERYONE « Reply #67 on Nov 15, 2009, 8:33pm »
This torment is not over. No sooner had this Carrow (one of the ones from school or a parent? She could not tell) strode to her then he let her know that they were far from finished in no uncertain terms. First, the person simply raked the eyes that glinted through the mask over her brutalized form. Then, he slowly raised the heavily booted foot before her eyes so she could see it, lifted it slowly, and then brought the solid boot down onto her dislocated shoulder, grinding it against sinews and bones and torn tendons. Her face contorted ad showed every sign of extreme pain. The seventeen-year-old gasped soundlessly, causing a duller pain in her side. The smarting was so acute that it took her time to process his words as well as the fact that he had just spit right in her face. She blinked in disgust, trying to shake it from her face but did not have the ability to do so without worsening how her shoulder felt. Staying still was her best option- except, then she heard the word "Crucio!" for the second time just before Lachie started thrashing and convulsing behind her.
As Amycus Carrow tormented the two hapless victims lying on the floor, the other Death Eaters hooted, jeered, clapped, stomped their feet, and did everything else that encompassed showing their appreciation for the atrocity being unleashed upon the dusty floor. Jeanie Trotter, who had no idea who the person beneath the mask was, felt herself jerking not from the Cruciatus Curse, much to her relief in trying to find the bright side of even this dismal danger, was trying not to wince too much as she felt herself moved overmuch. She found herself becoming slowly aware not only of her battered shoulder but a stabbing sort of sensation in a couple of locations on her rib cage. My God... did they manage to crack some of my ribs? she thought, tentatively drawing a slow, deep breath, with the result that a sharp flash of agony crossed hose same spots. It was worsening the longer Lachlan was under the Cruciatus, and she felt herself gritting her teeth ad involuntary stinging in her eyes from the pain. Her face blanched rather pale as the anguish was augmented by the jolting on her damaged rib cage. The jerking and twitching of her friend hardly made her shoulder feel much better, either.
The chairs rolled sideways as Amycus Carrow lifted the Cruciatus Curse. That relinquished the crushing weight of her friend, but most unfortunately the wounded shoulder was now sandwiched between her own weight and the floor, and all blood was rushing right to the site of the injury, the region which was already an iridescent black and blue and purple and green and yellow and badly swollen.
One Death Eater stepped forward and kicked Lachlan as hard as he could in the stomach before speaking.
"Let this be a lesson to all of you prisoners! This is what you get if you dare to disobey us and defy us and anger us! And also, these two WILL be reported to the Dark Lord when you all finally meet him- that is why you are all here, because of the Dark Lord's Orders! He asked for four from each House comprising Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw- two boys and two girls per House, preferably all years from third to seventh being represented at least twice. Can we confirm that all that has been asked was carried out, or do we need to kill someone here and get a replacement to satisfy the requirements?"
"Confirmed" the other Death Eaters intoned.
"Excellent. We'll just have some fun- but remember, make sure nobody can die, the Dark Lord emphasized alive."
The Hufflepuff Jeanette felt her heart sink. This lessened her hopes even more that they would survive this dreadful ordeal. She would never see her eighteenth birthday... she would never have that party she had been planning. She would never see Nina or Trent of anyone from home again. She somehow doubted that this self-styled Dark Lord had placed such stress on their being alive out of any concern for their safety- ore like, he would have them in some ritual or planned to experiment on them or something before taking their lives.
"Let's rearrange these prisoners so they can watch more" one Death Eater suggested. The hooded and masked figures converged in a huddle just before several waves of the wands saw the ten students not on the floor seperate and their chairs fusing to the wall, and one more causing the ropes to become chains.
"There, they cannot untie themselves now," one said in relish. "We can detach them when it is time we leave."
"Let's ask Dolohov" one Death Eater said, "we can spare a few of us to get information. Word has it that Dumbledore's side is losing badly." Jeanie's heart sank.
At that, a band of about ten Death Eaters headed to Dolohov to back him in the fight against Dumbledore. These ten stunned several Hogwarts students and inflicted minor cuts and bruises on them as they ran to join the fray. A couple of them flashed a signal that only Antonin Dolohov would understand to mean that they had gathered all of their hostages and needed him to relay the next bout of orders when he had the time to let them know what to do with the prisoners- even though Dumbledore's side was weakening significantly, especially since it was mostly his students fighting, they did not want to chance the Hogs Head being breached.
Then, the band of ten separated as five retreated back towards their posts by the Hogs Head just as more of Voldemort's supporters went to fire hexes and curses back at the misguided traitors to the Dark Lord.
Back in the Hogs Head, the Death Eaters had returned their attention to their two studets that they had chosen to make an example of on the floor. One stepped forward and pressed a large hand forcefully over Jeanette's ribs. The girl's face etiolated further and she showed every sign of pain. This was amusing and concerning at the same time. " This tone has some broken ribs- we cannot chance their piercing her lungs or heart and killing her. Shall we heal these cracks and fractures?"
"I have a much better idea" another guard growled. He pointed his wand at her and muttered a spell. A jet of mahogany light hit them. "There... they can stay broken and just as painful as before, but this protects them from breaking any more, so we can have more fun and they won't break more no matter what we do to them- she;ll feel the pain like they broke more, but they won't actually cause damage."
He then looked down into Jeanette's face, savoring how pale she looked in her travail, how the flow from her mouth had increased. She did not seem in danger of bleeding to death; if she ever did they could fix that easily.
"You hear that, you filthy, disgusting, waste of space Mudblood? You are not allowed to die until we decide you can die. We cannot have the fun end too quickly just because you're stupid enough to get broken ribs that poke holes in your lungs."
At this, the second Death Eater drew back his foot and kicked the Hufflepuff in the ribs, hard. Jeanie's eyes shut and she showed more excruciating pain as the impact jolted through her. She could not believe anyone could survive that agony. "Now, feel them."
"No difference," another confirmed, laying his hand in the spot where the ribs were and feeling a bit of a give where the bone was cracked partially through. The teenager cringed.
"Exactly. Now, shall we see what having the Cruciatus on both at once does?"
"Great idea!" The other Death Eaters stepped aside so the fellow hostages would be forced to watch the spectacle fully, and the two in the middle pointed their wands at Lachlan and Jeanette.
"One, two, three, CRUCIO!"
This third time, Jeanie certainly did feel the pain of the Cruciatus Curse. Her screams were not audible as they had been earlier, but looking at her, one could tell she would be emitting anguished cries if she could as she writhed and contorted in her bonds.
The masked and hooded followers were laughing and clapping, utterly amused. The other students seemed absolutely terrified. Insults rained down on them even as one Death Eater emphasized keeping the voices down- the prisoners had not been moved to a more secure location yet, and they did not want Dumbledore finding them!
"Filthy mudbloods!"
"Look at them, I wish I could hear them beg for mercy!"
"Pathetic, can't even take a little stinging pain."
One of them addressed the other prisoners. "Let this be a lesson to all of you filthy little maggots! This is what you will get if you try anything you think is a clever way to escape! And this, what those two wastes of air and space are getting, those disgusting, worthless Mudbloods, is nothing compared to what they will get when the Dark Lord meets them and hears of their insolence!"
A second added, in mock concern "You may want to do everything you can to make this as easy as possible for yourself. Someone could get hurt." He smiled cruelly. "Oh, and we'll need to confiscate your wands. "
At this, the guards chose a prisoner and shouted "Accio wand!" The wands that had not been dropped or lsot came from their owners and ended up in one of the Death Eaters' pockets.
((I completely pulled some of that out of the air- if things are meant to be different, tell me and I shall edit!))
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