In this bit I change up the 'he's and 'she's DELIBERATELY.
The figure apparated to the meeting place, walking into the room and kneeling.
"My lord, the attack was a great success. I personally dueled the mudblood and left her with some serious injuries. My source tells me she was extremely hurt, and, her core was severely depleted. Apparently she will only wake on Tuesday but knowing Madam Pomfrey she will only rise again on Wednesday. The only reason I could not kill her was because of Malfoy surprising me."
The leader nodded, smiling evilly. "Very good Moonlight, I am proud of you. However, a failure must be punished, must it not?" He asked, tracing the cheekbones of the figure as she shivered.
"Yes my lord, and I am happy to take whatever punishment you give me." He had just finished his sentence when she was hit with the cruciatus, her nerves crying.
"I am sorry my most trusted spy, but you must set an example for all of us here."
"yes my lord."
"Return Moonlight," The leader ordered, eyes glittering dangerously, "it is still light, and you shall be missed."
The figure left with the screams of his fellow comrades ringing in her ears.
Harry wandered the grounds, mind wandering and thinking about the battle. He hadn't known Maya was so powerful! He missed her. Cracking his knuckles, he smiled grimly remembering how he had punched Ron in the face. It had felt good. Suddenly, he spotted Luna skipping around the lake, humming to herself and hurried over.
"Hey Luna!"
"Hello Harry, have the nargles left yet? Oh! That's wonderful, the wrackspurts have chased them away! I'm happy for you." Luna smiled serenely and skipped away.
"Wait, Luna!" He touched her on the shoulder and came face to face with a wand.
"Sorry, the nargles have made me twitchy today." She stated.
"Er…That's alright. Why were you doing?"
"I was visiting the thestrals" Luna explained. "They're lonely. No one seems to want to go near them though almost everyone can see them. Strange, right? Anyways, I have to go before the Crumple-horned Snorkacks eat my trunk. Bye!"
Luna left Harry speechless before he shook his head and smiled. Typical Luna.
Maya stirred. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up, wincing as she did so and looked around. Draco was in the chair next to her, watching her. A smile flitted across his face.
"Hey."
"Hey yourself" Maya retorted "How long…"
"Three days. You were in a healing sleep." Draco informed her. "Madam Pomfrey said you can go as soon as you wake up, so, shall we m'lady?"
Maya giggled and placed a hand on his arm. "We shall."
As Maya entered the Great Hall, the students fell silent. Then, Harry, who was at the Gryffindor table, stood up and started clapping. Susan Bones from Hufflepuff stood up as well, then Tracy, Emma, Millicent and Blaise stood up as well. Ginny and Luna from Ravenclaw stood and clapped as Maya blushed furiously and Draco bowed. McGonagall smiled.
"50 points to Gryffindor to Ms Longbottom and Ms Weasley each, for courage in the face of danger and quick thinking that saved many lives. 50 points to Slytherin to Mr Zabini and Mr Malfoy each, for bravery and wit."
The applause got louder, and this time Ginny and Blaise joined Maya as they all blushed, face going as red as Weasley hair.
We deserved it.
No, you do, defeating the fiendfyre, but I don't. I didn't even defeat my opponent!
Before Draco could say anything else, Maya had shut down their connection. Sighing, Draco sat next to her and hoped she would come to her senses soon.
Maya gritted her teeth as another stinging hex made their mark, her already pink skin bubbling uncomfortably as she hissed out another bombing hex, but the stupid figures just dodged it. She was in the room of requirement, training for the next battle that she was sure would come. She put up a shield wordlessly, her mind focusing on sending a jet of water through the floorboards. It worked. The dummies shot into the air, and Hermione used their distraction to bombard them with stinging hexes, ending the fight. The dummies were cranked up to the second most difficult level of all, and Hermione had been using this level to try and get her dueling up to scratch. She needed it to be better. She had to be. She wheezed for breath, managing to rasp out instructions for the now-fixed dummies to start hexing her again. This time she wasn't so lucky. All five dummies hit her with stinging hexes at the same time, one hitting her leg, the other hitting her wand arm and other three hitting her face. She cried out in pain, hastily conjuring a shield in front of her as she sank down onto her knees, gasping as her face bubbled under her fingers and erupted in painful boils. She could barely see as she blindly tried to hit her targets, crying as she took at least ten more painful hexes to her face.
Finally hitting all dummies with stinging hexes, Maya collapsed into a couch conjured by the room or requirement, panting heavily as she absentmindedly scratched at a patch of red, flaming skin. Wincing as she tried to open her mouth, she looked into a mirror and gasped. Her face was full of red boils and welts, eyes reduced to slits as she winced when she accidently poked one of her welts. She cringed as she put a glamour charm over her face and body. Stumbling, she groaned as she reached the hospital wing, immediately drawing the attention of Madam Pomfrey as her concealment charms faded.
"Madam Pomfrey…please help me."