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Chapter Fifteen

Professor McGonagall's Office

Taylor collapsed under the weight of Harry when her feet came into contact with solid ground again. She could hear yells and the pounding of feet coming nearer. She grabbed her wand and yelled "Expelliarmus!" as she tried desperately to untangle herself from Harry's limp body. When she was finally able to look around she was able to see the stone boar that stood at the gate to Hogwarts. Then she could see a huge body thundering at her, with wild black hair and a moleskin coat; Hagrid.

"Harry! What's happened to' im?" Hagrid was asking as he grabbed hold of Taylor and pulled her roughly to her feet.

Taylor could see others now as she pushed up her glasses and wiped the blood from her eyes.

"Taylor, what has happened?" It was Lupin who was speaking.

Taylor looked up at him and found her voice, "Harry's been hit with the Sectumsempra, he's bleeding all over the place, Snape attacked him, you've got to get him to Madam Pomfrey, please he's lost so much blood," Taylor cried, tears starting to run down her cheeks.

Moody who had gotten to them while Taylor was talking, and had bent to look at Harry, stood up, "We'd better get him to the hospital wing right away."

Hagrid gave Taylor a dark look and bent down and scooped Harry up into his big arms and set off for the school at a run. Taylor started to follow, but a hand grabbed hold of her arm.

"Taylor, are you okay? Where are you hurt at?" Lupin asked looking her up and down. His heart was pounding, she was soaked in blood. Moody, Hagrid and he had been waiting for Harry and Taylor to arrive at three, like Harry's Patronus had said they would. When it was quarter past three and they still hadn't arrived, Lupin had started to worry, but nothing had prepared him to see Taylor appearing with Harry draped over her shoulder clearly badly hurt, and then they fell to the ground. Taylor's unexpected disarming spell hadn't helped matters any but as she stood there covered in blood, tears leaving streaks on her checks, all that was important right then was to find out what had happened and if Taylor was ok.

"I'm okay. I've got to go see if Harry's okay. There was so much blood." Taylor said, her hands starting to shake.

"We'd better get into Hogwarts, before we attract any more attention here," Moody growled, heading in through the gates. Lupin nodded his head and led Taylor in behind Moody. The gates clanked shut with a resounding thud.

Taylor didn't say another thing as she was led up to the school and through the big front doors, up flights of stairs to the headmistress' office. She barely took notice of the stone gargoyle as they passed it and stepped onto the turning stairs. The large oak doors opened as they got to them and Professor McGonagall's eyes went to Taylor and she asked in a tight lipped voice, "Moody what has happened? Where is Mr. Potter?"

Taylor felt like she was wading through thick mud, things seemed to be happening in slow motion. She gave her head a shake trying to clear it.

Moody was telling Professor McGonagall about how Taylor and Harry arrived all covered in blood and that Harry was hurt and in the hospital wing.

"Miss Porter, what spell did you say was used on Potter?" McGonagall asked sharply.

"It was Sectumsempra, Professor," Taylor said, she could see Dumbledore's portrait now and he was watching her closely. This cleared Taylor's head like a bucket of cold water.

McGonagall called for a house elf to take that information down to Madam Pomfrey right away. Then she turned back to Taylor her eyes sharp and asked in no uncertain terms to be told what had happened.

Taylor told them about going to Grimmauld Place and waiting there, and about Snape coming into the kitchen and catching them off guard, and about Harry and Snape going at it, and how she had disarmed Snape and left him tied up there while she brought Harry to Hogwarts.

At this point Moody said he would go get Snape. Taylor knew she had better tell him now, "Moody, ah, I might of used a, well…" Taylor rubbed her hand over her face and looked at the floor. "I used a Dark Magic spell on him to bind him up and keep him there until I returned for him!" Taylor finished, looking up at Moody.

"What Dark Magic spell?" Moody barked.

"The son of a bitch killed Professor Dumbledore. What did you want me to do with him?" Yelled Taylor, her voice suddenly full of anger.

McGonagall and Moody started to talk at once. One threatening to punish her with detentions for the rest of her life, the other threatening to use other means of punishing her.

It was Lupin's quiet voice, though, that reached through to the young witch, "Taylor what Dark Magic spell did you use on Snape?"

Taylor looked at Lupin and nodded her consent that she would tell him, "It's called Tighttagouris'. It binds the wizard in a trance-like state until… I let him free." Taylor's voice sounded hollow.

McGonagall gasped and Moody let out a string of oaths. Dumbledore's portrait slowly shook his head. Lupin sighed.

"Miss Porter! What do you think you are doing using a spell like that! You could be punished by the Ministry for the use of such a spell!" McGonagall said, her voice appalled by what she had just heard.

"I think it is important right now that we go and get Snape and take him someplace safe. We don't want him to get loose again," Lupin said and he nodded at Moody who grunted his agreement.

"I think it might be wise, Minerva, to keep Miss Porter here until we get back, so we can get to the bottom of where Miss Porter and Potter were for the past three weeks," Moody growled, fixing Taylor with a look from both his eyes that sent a slight shiver up her spine.

"I will see to it that Miss Porter remains right here until your return Moody," McGonagall said briskly, fixing Taylor with her own piercing look.

After Moody and Lupin left however Professor McGonagall's voice wasn't quite as harsh when she said, "Are you sure you are all right, Miss Porter?" When Taylor nodded, she continued, "Well I can see you have managed to put both your feet into the fire this time. I must go to see to some things before the rest of the students arrive. Here are some refreshments. I expect you to remain here in this office until either I or Moody come to get you. Is that clear?" asked McGonagall as she waved her wand and a plate of sandwiches and a pitcher of pumpkin juice appeared on the table then she turned to go.

"Professor?" Taylor asked hesitantly. When McGonagall stopped and turned back towards her, she continued. "Please Professor, I need to know if Harry is all right!"

Professor McGonagall sighed and nodded her head, a small thin smile on her face, "Of course, I'll send you word as soon as I know how he is." And she turned on her heel and went out through the oak door.

When the door closed, Taylor turned around and looked at the office. Nothing much had changed since Professor McGonagall had taken over. Fawkes' perch was gone from behind the big oak desk and a vase of flowers sat on it but other then that everything looked the same. Taylor sighed and looked at her reflection in one of the glass door cabinets that lined one of the walls Her clothes were covered in blood, her cloak was still wet with it. The blood on her face and hands though was dry; so was the bit of blood that had gotten into her hair and made it stiff when it dried. Taylor felt a tremor go through her body.

"There's a basin over there, lass, if you want to wash up a wee bit before ye have a bite to eat," a heavily accented voice said from one of the portraits on the wall of past Headmasters and Mistresses.

Taylor looked up and met Dumbledore's eyes, but she knew she couldn't talk to him here so she nodded and said, "Thanks." She walked over to the basin and pulled out her wand. With a muttered spell she siphoned off most of the blood on her clothes, then she filled the basin with water and began washing her face and hands. The water felt good on her face, her stomach growled loudly, it had been a long time since this morning when she had eaten only a mouthful or two of the leftover soup. Harry had been right, it was awful. She wiped her glasses on a little bit of clean shirt and put them back on. She glanced at her reflection again. Her clothes were still quite dirty and a bit bloody. There wasn't much she could do about that but at least her face and hands were clean.

"You know Miss Porter, I believe Professor McGonagall wished you to eat those sandwiches not just look at them," the painting of Dumbledore said with a smile.

Taylor went over and sat down, she picked up a sandwich intending only to nibble on it but once she took the first bite, she just couldn't seem to stop until she had eaten what would have amounted to two platefuls of sandwiches, if the plate hadn't kept refilling itself as she ate. The pumpkin juice was no different. When she couldn't eat another bite she sat down on the floor and pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them; her fingers instinctively finding the pendant that hung around her neck.

In her mind she had been reviewing the events of that day over and over again; the fight with Harry, Snape appearing in the door way, Harry getting hit with that spell from Snape and then she had used a Dark Magic spell on Snape to hold him, so he couldn't get away, the fear she had felt when she wasn't sure if she could get Harry to help.

"Miz' Poa'-ter', I've news for you 'bout Harry Potter," a voice squeaked at Taylor, bringing her mind back to where she was. She opened her eyes and was looking into a huge pair of green eyes, and a pair of floppy bat ears, flapping as the house elf danced on the spot.

"Dobby?" Taylor managed as her throat constricted and she couldn't swallow.

"Miz' Poa'-ter'. Harry Potter is going to be O.K, his Weazey's an 'Ermy are with him now," Dobby said still dancing on the spot.

Taylor's mind kicked into over drive, she glanced out the high windows to see that it had gotten dark. There was a flash of lightening and thunder right on it's heels; rain was hammering against the windows. She must have fallen asleep, "Thank you Dobby," was all Taylor got to say before the house elf disappeared.

Harry could feel the tight bands around his chest. He knew he was in the hospital wing at Hogwarts even before he opened his eyes, because he could hear Madam Pomfrey's brisk voice as she spoke to someone. Memories came flooding back to him. His fight with Taylor and Snape suddenly appearing at Grimmauld Place. Taylor, he remembered had moved and he had tried to curse Snape. All he could remember after that was pain and the feeling of sticky wetness all over his chest. He could feel a warm hand holding his own and he knew it was Ginny's. He felt so weak, it was an effort to open his eyes, but when he did he could see Ginny's dark head but her features were all blurry. Someone had removed his glasses.

"Harry! Oh you're awake. Madam Pomfrey didn't think you would be awake for awhile yet," Ginny said her voice thick with concern.

"Oh Harry! Don't move. You will open your wounds again, how do you feel?" Hermione's voice was full of concern too, but also relief.

Harry wasn't sure if he could speak or not, his mouth was so dry. His tongue felt like a dried up sponge. He could see Hermione now and Ron's big frame standing behind Hermione. He turned his head to look in the other direction to see if he could see Taylor.

"What are you looking for, Mate? Ginny, put his glasses on will you?" Ron said.

Ginny reached over and gently put Harry's glasses on. Harry lifted his other hand, the one that Ginny wasn't holding, and pushed them into place. His eyes closed slowly and it was an effort to open them up again, but he had to know, "Where's Taylor?" he asked, his voice thick and raspy. That had taken so much energy he wasn't sure if he'd be able to say much more. He watched as Ron and Hermione exchanged worried looks, but it was Ginny who spoke.

"Taylor is up in Professor McGonagall's office, so we heard from Madam Pomfrey. She's been up there ever since you two arrived here this afternoon, as far as we can find out," Ginny said smoothing the hair off of his forehead.

He was so tired, but he needed to know more, to make sure Taylor was okay. The unthinkable was starting to whisper at the back of his mind and this gave him a boost of raw energy to say, "I need to see her, you don't understand, it was Snape. I left her alone with him!" His voice was full of panic.

"Mr. Potter, if you do not lie there and be quiet I will send these friends of yours packing and bind you to that bed. You have lost a tremendous amount of blood and the wounds on your chest are just barely closed. If you move about you will start bleeding again and you do not have any more blood to spare! As for Miss Porter, I can assure you that she is fine and up in the Headmistress' office. Now not another word, or else!" Madam Pomfrey commanded.

Harry decided that he had better listen. Besides it would take too much effort to do anymore than lie here and hold Ginny's hand. "Potter, Miss Porter is fine," Madam Pomfrey, said her voice softer, "Now please get some rest." And she bustled about him checking his bandages and feeling his forehead, and taking his pulse. When she was satisfied, she went back to her office, but not before glaring meaningfully at Ron, Hermione and Ginny.

It was getting late. It must be almost nine o'clock by now and Taylor was getting restless as she paced back and forth the Headmistress' office. What was taking Moody and Lupin so long? But when the door finally opened and Professor McGonagall, Moody, Lupin, and Kingsley Shacklebolt came into the office, Taylor thought it might be nice if they hadn't come after all.

"Now Miss Porter, I want to hear what you and Mr. Potter have been up to these last few weeks. How it is that you came here this afternoon with Potter hurt and you having used a Dark Magic spell! And I want to know the truth!" Professor McGonagall's voice was brisk and commanding.

Taylor looked at all the faces staring at her, they all looked a little angry, but also concern was there, and worry too. Her eyes paused only briefly on Dumbledore's portrait, then she was looking at Professor McGonagall again. She had a couple of questions of her own but the most urgent was, "Professor, how is Harry? Is he going to be all right?"

McGonagall sighed and nodded her head, "Yes, Mr. Potter is going to be just fine after a few days rest. It was lucky you got him here when you did though; a little longer and Madam Pomfrey said it would have been too late."

Taylor could feel the blood draining from her face and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She closed her eyes and tried to refocus her thoughts away from Harry. Moody was speaking.

"Miss Porter, I think you had better have a seat, and then start talking," Moody growled but his voice was gentle and he conjured up a chair for her and sat her in it.

When Taylor got through with the tale that Harry and she had rehearsed, most of it was true, with a couple of key elements left out, like what it was exactly that they had been looking for, and the part about their painting of Dumbledore. Taylor then told them about what had happened that afternoon, even the part about her and Harry having a fight, and Snape's sudden appearance at Grimmauld Place. But when it got to the part where she had used the Dark Magic spell to hold Snape she stopped. She had to make them understand that she hadn't meant to use it. It just happened. As Taylor finished talking everyone had some questions they asked her, and Taylor answered them as best she could.

Taylor had a couple of questions of her own too. "Moody? Where is Snape now? Did you release him from the spell yet?" Taylor asked all at once.

Moody's magical eye had been watching her very closely as she had told them her tale and now was no different as he pinned her with his stare and said, "Snape is at the Order headquarters under constant supervision, however until you release him from that Dark binding spell you put him under, I doubt that that is necessary."

"Oh, yeah I kinda forgot I'd have to undo that particular spell," Taylor said almost to herself. She answered even more questions about the Dark Magic spell she had used earlier today and the ones she had used at the wedding too. When asked where she had found out about them, all she would say was that she had read about them somewhere.

It was nearly midnight when Professor McGonagall said, "I think that's all for tonight, unless you have any objections Alastor? Miss Porter has classes to go to in the morning and I think she needs to get some sleep. It's been a long day."

Taylor looked at McGonagall and nodded thankfully. She was getting very tired and she still hadn't seen Harry or had that shower she had so been looking forward too.

"If it's ok with you Professor I'll walk Miss Porter back to the Gryffindor common room," Lupin said, one of the few times he had spoken all through this interrogation of Taylor.

McGonagall replied, "Yes, please, that would be wonderful. I need to have a word with Moody and Shacklebolt. If you would, gentlemen?"

Lupin looked at Taylor expectantly. She got up, grabbed Harry's bag off of the floor where she had dropped it hours ago and followed Lupin out the door and down the winding staircase. At the bottom they set out, not for the Gryffindor common room but the hospital wing. "I presumed you would like to see Harry before you go to bed," Lupin said as they approached the hospital doors. They could see a light still on in Madam Pomfrey's office.

Taylor nodded her head and went straight to the bed where Harry was lying. He's so pale, she thought as she knelt by the bed and took his hand in hers.

"Ginny?" Harry whispered.

"Shh, no, it's me Taylor, I just wanted to make sure you were all right," Taylor whispered.

"Taylor," Harry sighed, he took a deep breath as if it was a relief to hear her name and he went back to sleep.

"Taylor, we'd better go," whispered Lupin from right behind her. He must have come right over to Harry's bed, too.

Taylor nodded, gave Harry's hand a final squeeze and got up and followed Lupin out of the hospital wing. Up through the empty halls and to the Gryffindor common room entrance, where the fat lady was snoozing in her painting. That was when Taylor realized she didn't know the password. "Lupin, I don't know the password."

"That's okay Professor McGonagall told me what it was for tonight," Lupin said with a smile, and he prodded the frame with his finger and told the annoyed fat lady the password. With a grumble about tardy students and not respecting one's sleep she swung open to allow Taylor to go into the common room.

"Lupin, I…" Taylor began but he cut her off.

"Goodnight, Taylor. Be sure to get right to bed," and with that he turned and walked away.

Taylor ducked through the porthole and into the Gryffindor common room, where she was very surprised to see three people sitting in the chairs around the fire. "Hermione! Ginny! Ron! I didn't expect to see you guys tonight," Taylor exclaimed as Hermione and Ginny rushed over to give her a hug. Taylor was so relieved to see her friends. It had been a long three weeks.

"Taylor, tell us what happened to Harry, are you okay? Why are you all covered in blood? Oh my gosh is that Harry's blood?" Hermione asked as she looked down at Taylor's stained clothes.

"Yeah, Taylor! What the bloody hell did you let Harry take on Snape for anyway? What were you doing while Harry was getting cut to ribbons?" Ron growled, towering over Taylor.

Taylor couldn't keep the smile off of her face. It was so good to see them even if they seemed a little upset at the moment. So she started to tell them exactly what had happened since the wedding, and what had happened that day at Grimmauld Place and how she had to wait in Professor McGonagall's office. Then she told them about who had been in that office and all that had been said there, when she finally finished the three of them stared at her in silence.

"Where did you get the Dark Magic spells?" Hermione asked and Taylor told her at Mrs. Briggs in a hidden bookcase.

"Where did you say the Order is keeping Snape?" Ron asked. Taylor said at their new headquarters but she didn't know where that was.

"What were you and Harry fighting about?" Ginny asked glaring at Taylor.

Taylor sighed. She was exhausted. She rubbed her hands over her face and said, "It wasn't anything important, Ginny, just something stupid. Harry was very frustrated and we just got carried away," Taylor shook her head sadly knowing that what she had just said was the truth. It had been a stupid, unnecessary fight that might have cost them dearly. Taylor rubbed her tired eyes again. It felt like she had been beaten by the Whomping Willow; her whole body was a dull ache.

"I think you had better get to bed Taylor we'll talk some more tomorrow, okay?" Hermione said, but she smiled at Taylor. She looks about to collapse, Hermione thought, it isn't going to do anymore good trying to talk some more tonight. Besides tomorrow they would be starting their classes and Taylor doesn't want to be late for them or fall asleep in one. She's in enough trouble already, Hermione thought as she watched Taylor get up and head up to the girls dormitories.

When Taylor entered her dorm room she could see her trunk was already at the foot of her bed. Thanks, Mrs. Briggs she thought as she dropped Harry's bag beside the bed and took off the dirty, blood stained clothes she was wearing. That shower will have to wait until morning, was her last coherent thought before sleep claimed her.

A/N Well there you have it! What did you think? I just want to point out that the spell that Taylor used "Tighttagouris" is just a word I made up. I'm not very confident about looking places on the net to find words in other languages... and it isn't supposed to be latin like all the other spells in the Potter universe are(I'll explain that in later chapters) So hopefully you can forgive me for this. I am trying to keep this as close to cannon as possible and so I will let you know when things stray outside those lines and why I did it. If you see anything that is not cannon and I don't explain it PLEASE let me know!

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