Ooh! This is actually one of my favorites! I tried to get the anatomy bit right, I think I did or at least I got close. Anyway. Enjoy! Comments would be nice.

Unforgivable

September 7th, 1994

Sixth Year

"You'll be learning how to resist the Imperius curse, today," Moody told Hufflepuff and Gryffindor 6th years.

It was their second class with Moody and Jo stared at him, highly suspicious as he turned from them and took a gulp from his hip flask. Leili tried not to fidget; she didn't like the sound of this lesson.

"Alright, who's first?" He asked and the air was thick with silence as the students tried to become invisible.

"No takers, eh?" he grunted, his blue eye swiveling around the room looking through the rows of students before settling upon Leili who was trying her best not to look terrified. "You there," he lifted his roster, "Leilani…Akina, is it?"

Leili nodded and Jo stood up.

"Too late to volunteer, missy," he told her and Jo shot a glance at Leili, whose spine straightened and chin lifted.

Leili had a defiant streak she kept secreted away for special occasions. Usually such an occasion was constituted in a bad day with her sister or someone telling her she couldn't do something because she wasn't smart enough or disciplined enough. In the case of the former, things usually got huffy. In the case of the latter two, she went out of her way to prove them wrong.

"Imperio."

A content happiness bubbled inside her. It started in her stomach and worked its way to her toes and fingers and her ears where it tingled—not unpleasantly—trying to override her stubborn non-cooperation.

"Stand up." Moody ordered. Leili sat there stiff as a board, the only outward sign that she was fighting this with everything she had.

Jo's jaw was gritted so tightly she thought she could hear her teeth groan under the pressure while one knee bounced violently enough that her inkwell rattled. She hated every second of this, watching Leili fight a losing battle and not being allowed to help—she didn't need to be used for crucio practice to be tortured.

"C'mon, c'mon, stand up," Moody coxed and Leilani stood.

Jo's hands clenched tighter on themselves, somehow managing to pop a few of the joints.

"Let's try some gymnastics, shall we?" Moody asked when she stood, either not noticing, or not caring that her right hand was gripping the table for dear life.

With a flick of his wand she jumped.

Her left arm swung back behind her head as her feet left the ground, twisting her right arm violently when her hand managed to hang onto the table edge. Her shoulder and elbow spiraled out of their sockets and her wrist shattered, forcing her to release the table, which then clattered noisily to the floor.

Landing first on the heel of her left hand and then crashing down to her knees after they buckled, she broke out of the curse with a scream that drowned out Jo's chair falling over as she shot to her feet.

There were sympathetic murmurs from the students as Moody laughed delightedly, "Good! Very good, you managed to break out! Well done! See yourself to the hospital wing. Next!"

Leilani wished she were unconscious; instead she was about ten seconds from tears and curled into a ball on the floor.

Jo took two steps towards Leili and found herself Moody's next test-subject.

"Oh, good; a volunteer! Imperio! Let's see, give us a turn," Jo didn't budge and instead watched as Leili slowly stood. "Ooh, another fighter! How promising! Bend your knees," they bent, "and turn!"

Jo refused, she straightened and locked her knees.

Taking in a deep, hissing breath, Leilani pinned her dislocated elbow to her stomach using her other arm and gently rocked back onto her feet. Now successfully standing, she turned too quickly towards the door, jostling her arm. Agony lanced through it, with a pained gasp her knees buckled a second time and she fell to the floor, unconscious.

Jo couldn't break out of the curse fast enough to reach her.

Luckily, Fred Weasley was sitting nearby. He dove from his chair; everyone was torn between watching him as his chair smashed to the ground and watching Jo as she fought against the curse.

With the reflexes of a big brother and a beater, Fred caught Leilani before her head hit the ground. Wrapping her left arm around his own neck and folding her broken arm across her ribs, he carefully tucked her head beneath his chin and slid one arm beneath her knees before walking briskly out of the room with his other arm around her upper back.

Meanwhile, two voices in Jo's head were arguing.

Moody's voice urged her to turn, while her own voice stubbornly repeated 'no'. The voices got louder and louder until they were shouting, 'TURN!' his voice screamed in her head.

"NO!" she shouted aloud, snapping herself out of the curse. She'd always hated being told what to do.

"Very good! You can sit back down now."

Jo shot a look at the door Fred had carried Leili out of but took her seat. She knew Leili would be safe with the Gryff.

Oh but she wanted to go.

She also wanted to claw Moody's face off; sadly, that was not an option.

Indecision warred until her suspicion of Moody won out. She didn't trust him an inch and she had a responsibility to make sure he didn't 'accidentally' kill someone by making them jump out a window or something.

Student after student was cursed and most blindly obeyed but every now and then one of them would fight. Some were very good at not obeying, a few as good as or better than Jo. There really were a few naturals in this class, she mused in the very back of her head.

Luckily no one else suffered broken bones like Leili. The minute class was over Jo raced down to the hospital wing and found Leilani sitting up in bed, arm bandaged from palm to shoulder, a sling waiting on a pillow in her lap. The Gryff was nowhere to be seen.

"I'm fine," she called as Jo ran through the doors. "I'm fine," she repeated as Jo wrapped her arms around her neck. "Gently!" Leili yelped and Jo loosened her near strangle-hold. "Dislocated shoulder and elbow, a broken wrist, a sprained thumb, a couple of fractures. …I'm going to be bruised and sore a while. And it's my dominant arm too! Taking notes in class is going to be interesting. But Madam Pomfrey patched me up no problem. She wants to see me again in two weeks." She huffed a sigh, "How'd you do?"

Jo let go to sit facing Leilani, with their legs folded criss-cross applesauce their knees touched and she recounted the rest of the lesson. "I don't trust Professor Moody. You don't cast these curses on a bunch of 16 year olds. It's unforgivable," Jo said, leaning her forehead on Leili's uninjured shoulder.

"I know." A moment passed before Leili asked, "Hey, Jo?"

"Hmm?"

"…How'd I get here?"

"You mean you don't know?" Jo snickered and Leili jabbed her in the ribs with her good arm. "One of the Gryff twins caught you when you passed out and brought you down."

"That was nice of him."

"Wasn't it?" Jo said with a sly grin.

"What are you so fiendish about?"

"If you don't figure it out by the end of the year, ask me again. I'll tell you."