Interlude: In Ravenclaw
Marietta woke to someone screaming. It sounded like Cho. She bolted upright, only to find the room still utterly pitch-black. She fumbled about for her wand and eventually felt it tangled in her sheets by her feet. She sighed and cast Lumos, then frowned. Nothing happened. "Lumos," she tried again, but though she felt the warmth of her magic flowing from her hand and into her wand, she still saw nothing but darkness.
"Cho?" she called out, expression going flat. This had to be the twins' Peruvian Darkness Powder. Cho wasn't usually the sort to play stupid pranks like this, but her friend had been weird ever since Cedric'd kicked it. Who even knew what that girl might be thinking?
"Get off get off get offg etof fgetoff!" Cho's screams sped up until the words became gibberish. She sounded absolutely terrified.
A door slammed open. "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Flitwick's high voice.
Marietta wondered what her other two roommates were doing. They certainly weren't making themselves even remotely useful. "Someone used Peruvian Darkness Powder, I think," she said, facing roughly toward where the door should be.
"Miss Edgecomb -" Professor Flitwick cut himself off. "Stupify," he muttered, and Cho abruptly fell silent. With that sound gone, Marietta could hear a strange wheezing coming from the other side of the room. "Now then, Miss Edgecomb, do you mean to tell me that you can see nothing?"
A tendril of fear snaked through her. She smiled anxiously and waved a hand about. "Of course not. Can you?"
After a long pause, Flitwick said, "I think all four of you should come with me to the Infirmary."
Marietta blinked in the darkness, raising her hands to her face and rubbing at her eyes. "What do you mean?" she laughed, not caring about the sharp edge to the sound. "Why would I need to go to the Infirmary?" She shook her head and rubbed at her eyes again, but still she saw nothing, not even the little motes of light she might normally see with her eyes closed. "I'm - you can't mean that - it's not possible -" She rubbed her eyes again, harder, and still nothing. "No, this can't - I can't be -"
"I am sorry, Miss Edgecomb, but this is for your own safety. Stupify."
