CHAPTER 11: Farewell to a Prefect
The two women then set off across the schoolyard making quite the determined pair, somewhere in the back of her mind, Ivy hoped Draco had not been too terribly embarrassed.
Percy was in the Gryffindor common room when the door swung open rather loudly. Through the portrait hole came Ivy first, Osanna following; his eyes narrowed and he straightened himself to his full height.
"Professors...is there a problem?"
Ivy glanced about at the other Gryffindor student in the common room, Ronald Weasley being one of them; her look of seething animosity was nearly enough to melt him into the floor.
"Why yes Percy, there is a problem, but we would prefer to speak to you in private! You others may excuse yourselves.........NOW!"
Osanna shot the remaining students a hateful glare and the room quickly emptied out. Percy shifted uneasily and placed a piece of parchment down upon the table, then seated himself.
"I...what seems to be the problem?"
Ivy smirked. "It seems your brothers, Fred, George and Ronald have been making quite the nuisance of themselves."
Percy mumbled something and shook his head. "That.... well it isn�t terribly surprising."
Osanna snorted. "Well Percy, being a prefect and head boy, why is it they have not been properly disciplined?"
Percy gulped. "I haven�t caught them doing anything...I..." He shrugged and tried to look authoritative.
Ivy tapped her wand irritably on her hand. "Percy, I suggest you do something about your brothers and their uncalled for harassment of Draco Malfoy; to be honest it is getting rather irksome and I am quite sick of it."
Percy idly straightened his robe, he looked terribly nervous about something; Ivy caught on to this, as did Osanna.
"Percy, go to the dormitories and fetch Fred and George please..."
Percy nodded and made a grab for the parchment.
"NOW!" Osanna barked, Percy leapt up in such a hurry he had no choice but to leave it.
He was out the door and looking for Fred and George. Ivy quickly snatched up the piece of parchment; there was no visible writing on it.
She frowned and handed it to Osanna.
"Aparecium" she stated, tapping the paper with her wand. Almost an entire page of writing appeared on the parchment.
The letter was addressed no doubt to Percy's father and Osanna looked at it with keen interest.
"This is why he was so nervous? A letter to his father?"
Ivy glanced at it, her eyes then growing wide.
"Look Osanna, he must have overheard us when Lucius was there...or his brothers did and told him!"
Osanna glanced at the bit of text Ivy was pointing to; it read:
I overheard a conversation this afternoon on my way to speak to Miss October and Miss Cariad.... there were speaking to Lucius Malfoy. Several questionable things were mentioned, I wondered if you could check it out, especially with Lucius and Ivy and Osanna; something doesn�t seem quite right.
Osanna's mouth fell open and she blinked.
"What in the...? What are we going to do? We have to do something!"
Ivy nodded and thinking quickly she chanted an incantation "Textus Confusis!" The txt changed, it would appear the same to whoever had written it; yet to the person who received it would appear as a garbled mess.
"But...he'll just send another letter" Osanna whispered. Ivy smirked, her eyes growing frigid, like chips of ice.
"Oh no..... he wont...I think it's time I bring MY pets out to play." she stated, placing the parchment back exactly where it had been.
Percy came back into the room. Ivy pointed her wand and spat out,�Rigertus� Percy froze on the spot unable to move or speak. �Expelliarmus� His wand shot out of his pocket and into Osanna�s waiting hands.
�I�ll go keep the others quiet� Osanna opened the door to the boy�s dormitory and whispered �Dormantus� Using Percy�s wand so the spell could not be traced back to her own.
Then she went over to the girls� dorm and repeated the spell. �Well that�s them taken care of�.
�Go get Percy�s girlfriend, that way they both will disappear and people will draw the obvious conclusion that they eloped.�
Osanna hurried off down to the Ravenclaw�s Common room and returned shortly with Penelope Clearwater under the influence of the Imperius Curse. Osanna had always been partial to curses of the unforgivable type.
�Accio Cobras� Ivy called and three large King Cobras appeared in front of the two students. They reared up, Weaving backwards and forwards their long muscular bodies overlapping and interweaving; hoods flared anxious to strike.
Penelope, trying to fight the curse made a sudden movement with her arm. The largest of the snakes struck and the venom still dripped from it�s fangs as it drew back; the crimson double spots forming on the girls arm.
Ivy released Percy from his frozen state but refused him the use of his arms, voice or legs; she didn�t want anyone to disturb her fun. His eyes were opening so wide it seemed as if they would never stop.
The three snakes attacked the girl again and the poison now well into overdose levels did it�s work. She shook and started to drool. Blood ran from her nose and mouth and finally she fell first to her knees then to the floor.
Osanna wondered around the room, idley picking up objects and examining them. Then she sat at the table; throwing Penelope�s wand for George to catch.
The snakes turned their attention to the terrified weeping Percy who could not tear his eyes away from his loves dead form. In turns the snakes struck, only excreting a small amount of poison with each bite. Ivy positively bristled with pleasure, she had trained them well the art of killing slowly; but for so long the women had maintained their good image that she was taking all her pent up frustrations out on Percy. She intended to make this as pleasurable as possible. For nearly an hour they continued to add small amounts of venom into his system; the whole time Percy wept and cried silently for his dead Girlfriend and his mother. Osanna lit a cigarette, enjoying both the show and the energy that radiated off of Ivy as she watched the boys helpless struggle. When enjoying moments like this Ivy became more beautiful than ever with a glowing shine surrounding her. Osanna loved it when she looked like this; she embodied the purest distilled essence of evil.
Finally the venom tipped the scale and Percy died still weeping like a little boy who had lost his favorite toy.
With a few flicks of Percy�s wand they cleaned up the mess and disintegrated the bodies. A note, carefully forged with Percy�s own quill, painted an elaborate note of elopement for the two students was left on the table with their two wands on top.
The two women left each with an arm around the others waist. Osanna waved her wand to allow the other Griffendors to return to their usual form of sleep. And then whispered �Obliviate� at the Fat Lady's portrait.
They returned to their house and slept, curled up, the sleep of a satisfied job well done.