Cheap Talk Can Kill the Soul

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Harry slowly moved down the girls' stairway. Standing at the first step he turned an icy stare to April. A struggling first year was in her arms. She held the kids chin up with her hand, as if trying to peer into the kids eyes upside down.

"April, let him go!" Harry yelled across the room. April grabbed the kid roughly about the neck and turned him around to face her.

"Do you know who I am?" she asked, grabbing the boy's cheeks and squeezing them. The boy shook his head frantically.

"I am the heir of Lord Voldemort young Gryffindor, I am the Master," April said, shaking the boys face. He kicked her and ran into the corner. She laughed and brushed the shoe stain from off of her black robes.

"Silly Gryffindors and their bravery," she walked towards the fireplace and the students that were huddled over there ran to the other side, fearing what she might do. She stared into the fire, taking her time with the procedures she had planned.

"Harry Potter…your blood is tainted with power beyond any wizard known…you're more powerful than the famous Dumbledore, only your lack of brain cells stop you from accessing that part of your brain," April said, giggling.

"I'm tired of your mouth," Harry yelled. He pointed his hand towards her. "STUPEFY!" The spell hit April squarely in the face. She still stood there, smiling at Harry.

"I didn't want to kill you, I need you. But I see that you have Mr. Malfoy in your possession. What a kind spirit he has, for stirring this mess…it all began when we were in Diagon Alley, and he thought having forceful sex with a little girl was fun. But I'm not here to complain, just here to handle important business. Draco has fallen under my spell, to kill Pansy, but I see he's used some of his hidden power to bring the girl back. I knew I shouldn't have had him kill her…it didn't bring back any hatred from you at all,"

Harry had known that Draco wouldn't have done that to Pansy, not after all he's been through with Ginny. He knew he had to be under some spell to have done that.

"And what a strong boy he's become. Broke my spell he did!" April exclaimed, placing her hands on her shapely hips.

"Shut up April," Harry said angrily, "You tormented Hermione with disgusting dreams, and you almost killed Lavender when she was pregnant, making everyone believe it was a "Malfoy Tradition", you turned Ginny into a suicidal freak, you turned Colin into your servant and you're trying to kill everyone one by one! I'll make you pay for the pain you put my friends and fellow Gryffindors through." Harry made for April. She threw a spell at him but he dodged it. She threw her hands up and it sent Harry flying backwards. He fell on top of the couch and stood quickly, throwing a curse at April who was caught off by surprise. She fell into the wall and cried out in pain. She quickly regained her composure and sent another spell in Harry's direction. It cut Harry on the arm, she was throwing cutting spells. She sent several more in Harry's direction, cutting him all over. Harry angrily threw a crucio spell towards April, who screamed when the spell hit her. Harry couldn't hold the spell, his hand shook from the immense bleeding. April yelled out in frustration as she threw a spell that sent Harry flying into the air to crash into the ceiling and floor. Harry lay panting on the floor, his back felt as if it was broken, and he was bleeding severely. She walked over to Harry slowly, laughing at his weak attempt to hurt her. She kicked him in the side and Harry groaned. He grabbed Aprils ankle and sent tremors through her body that was strong enough to break her shin. She yelled and fell on top of him.

"You asshole…you broke my ankle!" she gasped, trying to move. Instead of moving more, April smashed her hand onto Harry chest.

"Avada Kedavra!" she struggled, moving off of Harry with all her might. Green light shot into Harry's chest.

Harry could hear screaming in the back as he felt the spell seep into his bones; he could hear Hermione cry out his name. He screamed aloud, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. His chest hitched forward, as if he was being jerked with an invisible string. April stood to her feet using the wall to stand. Harry was withering around on the floor in pain. April stood shaking to her feet and stared at him in disbelief.

"You're supposed to be fucking DE---" but before she could finished, the green light that had hit Harry came from his body and went back to its sender. The spell knocked April to her feet again. Her body twitched and then stopped. Harry dragged himself near April's cold and lifeless body. Suddenly, a wispy white fog emerged from her stomach. It reminded Harry of Voldemort when he confronted him in his first year of Hogwarts. Only, this fog seemed peaceful. Harry laid on his back and sighed. April's body began to jerk and Harry turned his head to observe her after death spasm. Various screams emitted from her body, the whole common room gasped as they heard choking, tearful pleads for life. With the last piercing scream, all of April was gone.

Harry stood to his feet with difficulty and Hermione ran towards him, throwing her arms around him.

"Harry…" she said, touching the deep cut on his face.

Professor Dumbledore quickly walked over to Harry, his eyes twinkling.

"She's not dead Harry," he said. Harry's heart dropped to his stomach. "But you have released the souls that April took from innocent people. She has no magic anymore…she's like the common muggle." Dumbledore levitated April. "It seems that she will be spending the rest of her life in Azkaban," he said grimly. He pointed to one of the students in the room.

"Mr. Thomas, please take this girl to Madame Pomfrey, Mr. Creevy, please go with him," Colin's younger brother stood next to Dean, helping him levitate April out of the common room and into the dark corridor.

"Is the wizarding world safer now?" A first year asked aloud. Dumbledore turned and gave the young student a warm smile.

"I believe so. For now, we may celebrate our freedom," Dumbledore said.