Froggie2: Yea, Cho is very loyal like that. And in this chapter we'll find out about who Marietta is seeing in the dead of the night. I hope I don't give too much away in this one, but I thought that I needed to start explaining some things.
Blacks Phoenix: Thanks for staying interested in my story:) I hope you like this chapter. It will sound like I'm starting to turn it into a porn story, but this is not the case. We just happen to catch up with Marietta after an intimate encounter, so I had to set the mood.
Chapter 16: The Secret Love of Marietta Edgencombe
Marietta slid out of the bed in the small bed in the bedroom/bathroom combo. Scented candles adorned the room, and she brushed some wax off her Brest. She was naked; her hair was tossed, and she had a glow about her face. She went over to the night stand and opened the top drawer, and looked inside. It contained men's underwear, a very old pistol, a wand, a pack of fags, and a lighter. She pulled out the pack of fags and lighter. Then returned to the bed, took one of them for herself, and gave the rest of them to her companion, Draco Malfoy. She kissed him passionately. He looked up at her. "I have to change back into him now Marietta." He said. Marietta lit her cigarette, and sighed.
"Must you, it's disgusting." She complained.
"If you want to discuss anything. Draco will dream about this tomorrow night." he said as she lit his cigarette as well. He took the lighter and fags from her and put it on the night stand. Marietta tossed her head.
"That doesn't sound so bad. I regret that we couldn't bring him in on this, but he'll be too watched by the Head Master, who has accused his father. But kill the mood if you must." Marietta watched as Draco turned in to a clear jelled substance and reformed into her dear second uncle Argus Filch.
"It's would be bad if Draco hears too much. And we have much to talk about." Filch said. Marietta took a drag off of her cigarette, and blew out a smoke ring.
"Will Uncle Filch dream of shagging me?" She asked casually. Filch looked at her.
"No. He will dream about what we say now. Draco will dream about shagging you. But you may give Filch an erection if you don't put your clothes back on. Filch stated as he took a drag from his own cigarette. Marietta stepped out of bead again, and began to put her school uniform on.
"Now, about Potter. How do you want to start his decent?" Filch asked. Marietta smiled.
"Actually love. He has done us a great favor. He attacked Draco Malfoy and two other Slytherins on the Hogwart's Express. When I first heard about it I thought you had started without me. But I found out that he and Draco have a vendetta that's been going on since their first year. As a bonus he lost thirty points for his house. But I need a couple of days to find out where best to cause him to go off at other students. You just can't have him go off at random at people." Marietta said in a calculating tone. Filch just laid back against the bedpost supported by a pillow.
"If the society wants rid of him so bad, then why don't you just let me kill him? I could do it tomorrow." he stated casually. Marietta just smiled.
"Humph. It wouldn't be so easy to kill The Harry Potter. He has defeated You-Know-Who on several occasions. But even if you could, it wouldn't help us. It would only make him a martyr. We need to shame him like the Ministry of Magic, and Daily Profit did last year. We need to have him become a villain again, and be hated by all. Then…if the situation allows, kill him." She smiled, pulled up her pants, and walked over to the ashtray on the night stand. Marietta then turned to her Uncle and crossed her arms. "This next week will be spent gathering intelligence. Become who ever you need to. Find out what ever you can. Mrs. Norris will be the best cover. Oh! Did you find out anything in the great hall tonight? She asked putting on her braw and shirt. Filch taped his cigarette in the ashtray, and gave her a satisfied look.
"Potter has a practice game against Hufflepuff on Friday at five thirty. I can remain out of sight while everyone gets ready, but I need him to be by himself for a few minutes, and I need you to hide the body close by." Filch stated. Marietta thought for a second.
"Humm. An invisibility cloak would do the trick. I'll have my dear Uncle to send for one. It's not going to be easy for them to pick up. They are hard to come by, but it would be worth the expense. I'm sure they can have it here before Friday. Where do you want us to wait?" she asked. Filch rubbed his chin in deep thought.
"Find out where the Gryffindor team changes into their uniform." He said. Marietta finished tying her tie.
"Why don't you stun him in the castle?" she asked.
"It's out of range of the Quidditch Pitch. It would be too much trouble for you and Filch to take it to the pitch, and since were going to leave him there for the others to find I might as well do it there." Marietta nodded. Filch got up and embraced Marietta from behind. She shook him off.
"Ewwww. Not while you're him." She said. He looked upset.
"Well why don't I take the form of your friend Danielle then. She's young enough. And she already has some knowledge about your plan. She is part of the society." He said. Marietta gave him a look of distaste.
"I don't fancy members of the same sex. It's disgusting. Besides, Danielle is working on a need to know basis, and she doesn't need to know everything that goes on in here. There must be a way that you can impersonate someone and not have them remember anything." She said pondering a way to allow her lover to not have to look like Filch every time they talked.
"That's the flaw in being what I am. They always remember. Some more, some less. But everyone remembers something. Why don't you just zap a boy that I copy with a memory charm?" He asked.
"I can't count on being able to catch a boy by himself every time I would have to zap him with one. Besides, I'm going to have too much school work to do to go around doing it. I would say that you could kill one for me and take his place…how does that sound?" She finished. Filch shot her a look of anger.
"Don't say that! Remember your Uncle will dream all that we have said tomorrow night. Besides, you couldn't kill him. Do you know how painful it is to imitate the dead? You can't imagine. Their mind is empty. It always feels lost. It's agony. Not unless it's absolutely necessary do I ever do that." He said. Marietta smiled, and gave him a caressing hug.
"Well. It will be necessary soon love. It will be very necessary. I'll make it to where it will be as short a time as possible though. What if we could keep a boy you copy alive? I mean somewhere that no one would find him. What exactly is your range from here outside the castle?" Marietta asked. Filch reflected, closing his eyes to concentrate. After a few minutes he spoke.
"Just inside the forbidden forest. About Three hundred yards inside I would guess. But if we tied anyone up and left them there, they would be dead very soon. Even if nothing to dangerous came that close to the edge of it, the bugs would eat him up after a few days. And I would feel it. And he would need to be fed, watered, and allowed to go to the lavatory. I would have to watch him all the time. And I could not attend any of his classes as him on the opposite side of the castle, as it would be out of range. And we can't keep him here. I'm not going to be a nursemaid to a boy just so you can come here at night and have a good shag. Besides, this room is supposed to be temporary." He finished. Marietta walked over to the dresser and looked in the mirror. She picked up a brush and began fixing her hair.
"I know. Danielle was worried about the same thing. I haven't gotten it worked out yet, but the ghost will not come to this area any time soon. You'll be okay for now." Marietta finished.
"There is still the issue of the crate in Filch's office, and what you're going to do about it. How often will you need to stop by and cast a spell to keep it…fresh?" Marietta frowned.
"The book from the mortuary says that the spells only last a week. I'll have to be in there every Tuesday to keep it from rotting. Uncle Filch will just have to deal with it being in his office until I'm ready for it. It's for the greater good of society and the society." Marietta grabbed her Uncle's head and pulled it to look eye to eye with her. "I'm sure you'll understand that Uncle. It's a matter of greater good for society." She yelled, and let go of him. She then looked at her watch. "I've only a little time left, and I wanted to know more about racist insults that the Muggles use. I enjoyed the one you taught me. Calling Cho a chinc really seemed to hurt her feelings. Luck for me she's always been so emotionally fragile. What else have you gotten for me? I'm hoping to have her in tears by the end of the week." She smiled. Filch gave her a confused look.
"I thought she was your friend? Do you really want to do this to her?" He asked curious. Marietta tossed her head as she spoke.
"Was my friend." She said bitterly. And will be again in good time. But she needs to be punished for defying me…and for the company she's kept over the years. I will crush her sprit. But after I have, I will forgive her and welcome her back. After all she is still pure blood, and she did defend me to that mudblood filth Potter. I suppose I owe her for that. Anyway, it's for her own good." She finished. Filch thought for a minute.
"Alright. The first step to hurting anyone is to make them feel self conscious about their looks. Tell Miss Chang that you would punch her in the face, but you see that someone already has." Filch said mischievously. Marietta thought about it for a second, but wasn't able to get it.
"I don't understand. No ones punched her in the nose." She said clueless to the racist remark. Filch gave a look of disappointment.
"It's a remark about her ethnic features. People who have Asian ethnic features tend to have their noses close in to their faces. It's saying that she has a flat nose." He stated casually.
"But there is nothing wrong with that. Many people in this country have…flat noses as you say. How is that an insult?" Marietta said, still not understanding the lesson in bigotry. Filch slapped his head in frustration.
"It doesn't matter. Pointing out the certain features in others and making them feel excluded, and different, hurts people feelings. Believe me it works. I've been doing it for centuries. I've started wars amongst the Muggles, by getting people to hate each other for silly reasons like religion, race, color, and the like. My personal best moment for causing people to hate each other was when I impersonated several Japanese Commanders in nineteen thirty-seven and nineteen thirty eight in a place called Nanjing, or Nanking, as you say in the West. My kind used to cause chaos in the Muggle world all the time before we started dying off. But anyway I'm getting off the subject with my reminiscing about better times. The point is if you really want to hurt someone's feelings you have to point out how they are different. Even if there is nothing wrong with them, a good way to hurt someone is to make even the slightest feature a negative. I mean even here people make fun of others if they have a lot of pimples, or have big teeth, or things like that. Try to look for the differences in this girl, and point out how she is not like most people. You have the advantage, as there are very few Asians here that are not from the subcontinent of Asia. So Miss Chang is in a small minority. In fact I believe she is the only ethnically Chinese person in Ravenclaw. Too bad Japanese insults about the Chinese usually don't translate well into English. I used to make fun of Chinese all the time when I was in the Imperil Japanese Army. I made fun of white people too.
Of coarse ethnicity or color doesn't really matter, but as long as people think it does you too can use it to your advantage. Hate is power Marietta. Never forget that. Hate can allow you to achieve wonderful things. I saw a man in Germany build up a destitute and hopeless people by telling them that they were better than anyone else. And with the help of a Dark Wizard, they became one of the most powerful nations in the Muggle world. He dispatched his enemy's by the millions. He also made some people who were ethnically different scapegoats by pointing out how they were different and blaming all of his peoples problems on them. Of coarse he was defeated, but he almost won. I was with the Japanese when we were his allies. He, like Prime Minister Tojo, used hate to inspire the people.
Marietta looked at Filch curious. "How long will you live?" She asked. He looked bake at her a little sad.
"Not much longer. My time is almost up. I'll only live at the most another two hundred years." He said. Marietta's jaw dropped.
"Two hundred years is a bloody long time! That's sooo far off. I won't live two hundred years." She stated. Filch stretched his arms to the ceiling, took another drag off his cigarette, and looked at her with a knowledge that she would never comprehend how short two hundred years was for someone who had lived so very long. "And still you can be anyone. It's like having the power of eternal youth. Only a vampire is as fortunate. And you can even go outside in daylight." She said enviously. Marietta walked back up to him. He looked down at her and caressed her soft cheeks.
"Who do you want me to copy tomorrow?" he asked. Marietta gave out a playful laugh.
"I can't come here tomorrow. I'm going to have a lot of school work, and my Head Girl duties will keep me excessively busy. Plus my work for the society. I won't be able to come back until Thursday. But I'll be formulating a plan to deal with Potter and Chang." She said happily.
"Well also work on a way for me to take the place of a student. I hate being your Uncle and his cat. He has a bladder infection and Mrs. Norris has flees. You can't imagine what it's like to have them crawl all over your body and bite you all the time. Marietta caressed his cheek.
"Aw poor baby. Don't worry, I'll think of something. Maybe I can find a way to build an invisible house in the forbidden forest. If I get the invisibility cloak I requested sneaking out of the school won't be a problem. But I really think that the ghost may never find this place. They don't really know to look for it. If we keep a boy in here you can take his place, and have your run of the castle. All we need to do is make sure that he has enough food and water, and hygiene supplies. We can keep him in here until were finished for the year. Then we get rid of him. And we can find other places for our intimate encounters as well." She said with a seductive smile.
"And who would you prefer me to take the place of if I agreed?" Filch said. Marietta thought for a few minutes.
"Who is the boy with the biggest dick in Hogwarts? No! Who is the pureblood boy with the biggest dick in Hogwarts?" She corrected herself. Filch was stunned.
"Pureblood? You would be willing to kill a pureblood for your own satisfaction." He said amazed at the boldness of her query. Marietta gave out another playful laugh.
"Come now my love. Making a few necessary sacrifices is all part of the plan. Tragically a few purebloods have to die if Potter is to be sent to Azkaban and made the enemy of all purebloods. The boy we choose for you to replace will simply be another of Potters victims. And I'll have all the evidence point to him." Marietta finished proud of herself.
"When your uncle dreams of this tomorrow night. He will inform the society that you're going too far after he wakes up. Now I know why you didn't want me to take the form of your friend Danielle. She also would be right off to the society as well." Filch said worried. Marietta smiled.
"That's why I'm going to hit him with a memory charm when he wakes up, and that's why we need to imprison one of the boy students in here, so you can take his place and he can't tell anyone, being that the room is sound proof. So I ask you again, so I can get to work on it…who's the pureblood with the biggest dick in Hogwarts?" she asked lovingly. Filch smiled.
"That will take some time to find out." He said.
"Than get to it. I need to go and change the paintings in the common room back before anyone wakes up. I'll be back on Thursday. I'll see you in the great hall as Mrs. Norris. Now, you were wonderful tonight lover. Turn back into Draco Malfoy so I can stick my tong down your throat." She smiled seductively. After his transformation they shared a loving kiss, and Marietta exited out the secret panel in the wall. She made her way back to the portrait in front of the Ravenclaw house entrance, and reversed her earlier spell. The two figures in the painting were none the wiser, it was as if nothing had happened. Marietta gave the password, and proceeded to the common room, also reversing the spells she had cast earlier in that room. It was five twenty in the morning when she finally got to sleep. She would be completely exhausted in the morning, but it was worth it to finally see her lover again. And no one, other than Danielle, was any the wiser that she had even left the house.