Chapter 61: Twenty to One Odds
Throughout the day Marietta and her lover plotted their devious plan to rid the school of the blood traitor head master. Much was discussed about what the fraudulent Seamus had learned about Dumbledore through taking his form for several nights since the year began. He had been able to understand glimpses of his past. Spells and incantations that only he knew. Clearly Dumbledore was indeed the greatest wizard in the world. But doesn't even he have a weakness? Marietta thought. Surly even he must be able to be defeated in some way.
Eventually during the conversation, her lover revealed such possible weaknesses to her. Ironically Marietta had planned on telling everyone every aspect of the plan, but listening to her lover map things out, it seemed the less that her circle of friends knew about what she was doing the better. How odd that victory depended on the ignorance of the people that she needed to rely on. She couldn't even tell Danielle, though she promised to make it up to her if they were successful. After they had agreed on a plan her lover informed her that he had left out some information from even her, and that it was important that she trust him to waited and tell her why this was necessary until after the incident was complete.
Finally it was nine at night, and all of the members of the society were assembled in the Library, save a few newer members whose duty it was to watch for ghost, poltergeists, and other entities that might try to ease drop on their most private meeting. It wouldn't be convenient for her to ghost proof the library, not at this vital step of the plan. These members were posted out side the main doors, and in classrooms just above, bellow and to the side of the library, insuring that a full parameter was assured.
The other students, her lover, looking pale, and coughing from imitating Seamus and her Uncle Filch sat on either side of a long table that had been arranged from several smaller ones just before she arrived. Marietta walked in, clutching her light blue purse, with the item that the professor had given Filch from the weekend before. Now was going to be her chance to see if the item inside would work properly or not, if they even made it that far. She took her place at the head of the table but did not sit as she surveyed her fellow conspirators, all of them intently looking at her with nervous excitement, and also much fear in anticipation of what exactly would come next. Her best friend Danielle from Ravenclaw who had been allowed to know more than anyone else in the group save her lover. Her friend Lori, of Griffendore who had been one of her most adamant supporters since the Society came back to Hogwarts, and who had been willing to spend detention with a mudblood teacher to further the cause. Pansy Parkinson who had even broken up with Draco Malfoy because it was feared that he was being watched to closely by the Ministry, and Dumbledore himself. A pity, he would have been a valuable asset to us otherwise. Well perhaps he may be someday still. But I guess that all depends on tonight. Marietta thought to herself. There were many other students, about twenty in all. Almost the entire society in Hogwarts. But would it be enough? Everyone had pledged to uphold the principals of the society; everyone had pledged to do everything it took to bring the purebloods back to power. Marietta gave a great sigh just before she spoke.
"Each of you… has pledged to do anything asked of you in order to promote the success of the society. Tonight… the time to prove the measure of your resolve. Tonight is the most important night of your life. Tonight you risk everything to change our world forever. No mater how long you live, no day will compare to this day. Not your wedding day, will the day your fist child is borne… nothing you ever do come close. But you will be remembered for generations at this school. Remembered as hero's who stopped the blood traitors. Hero's who saved our worlds from the mud races who befoul it. Today you are history." Marietta stated in a passionate tone. She paused momentarily observing the effect that it was having on everyone. Danielle and Lori looked particularly proud at the idea of being held up as heroes. Other students like Brian Walsh of Huffelpuff seemed to be contemplating what was coming next, what would be expected of them. Brian Walsh had confirmed through his unwitting uncle, who worked at the Ministry that Potter was to be transported, and that the person from the newspaper had arrived ready to post of his "relapse" into insanity, a valuable piece of evidence that had allowed Marietta time to consider options. Although having Potter out of the way, allowing her to focus on Dumbledore without interference, Marietta was still not finished with him just yet. There was still a new teaching position to open up, and Potter would play a big part in doing so.
"Tonight Mr. Filch has convinced the Head Master that a group of concerned students wishes to meet with him at nine thirty raising concern over Mr. Potter and our displeasure at keeping him here when he is accused of killing that poor Padma Patel. In reality we are going to be attempting to restrain the Headmaster and confine him to his quarters in a manner that will render him helpless…" Marietta stopped talking when she noticed Devin Smith raised his hand franticly in the air. "Yes Devin, what's your concern?" Devin looked nervous, and was hesitant to answer, but finally spoke.
"Well Dumbledore can read minds, I mean I've been called into his office before for something I did, and he… he seemed to know everything, like he had some type of training to do it. I know there is a name for the magic, but I haven't had the class. But anyway he would have been able to read Mr. Fiche's mind, and would know what we are up to." Devin put in. Marietta smiled.
"Devin, until just now, you didn't know what we were up to. Unc… err… Mr. Filch has had limited knowledge about this operation from the start in order to protect his position here. However you are right. The Headmaster is well trained in the art of Occlumency and has used it against pureblood students for as long as he has been at Hogwarts. That is why I had to memory charm Mr. Filch… with his consent, to believe that the reason was our concern over Mr. Potter. When we get into the Head Masters office, we will spread out, and demand his wand. Of cores he will refuse, so we must use any means to take him by force. Any means shot of an unforgiveable curse that is."
"That's madness!" cried Oliver Skint, a Slytherin boy in Marietta's year. "We won't last ten minutes against him. Dumbledore may be the wizarding world's biggest traitor, but he's also the greatest wizard of all time. Even You-Know-Who's Death Eaters couldn't stop him. What chance do we have? We're just a bunch of kids." Marietta giggled a bit.
"Devin, you and I, and several other people in this room are seventeen… grown adults now. And we are children of the Society. It's our destiny to win. Also Dumbledore is very old now. Together we can beat him. It may take a while, but we can do it. We just have to keep at him. Also we need to pretend to be focused on being concerned about Potter killing Padma Patel, and the continued danger that he posses to Purebloods, so Dumbledore finds it hard to read our thoughts right away." Marietta warned. Lori Sanchez gave a nervous chuckle.
"Ha, who needs to pretend? After what he did to poor Padma I'm afraid too." Her family's leaving tomorrow morning, and going to the Ministry to complain about Dumbledore trying to keep this quiet." Lori finished. Marietta nodded.
"Yes, that was a tragedy. and you can see how vital it is that we don't fail, what with the Head Master coddling him so, and favoring every non pureblood. Not to mention that fact that he loads us down with every kind of freak show in the world and expects us to learn anything from them. Mudblood teachers. A half giant, and a half man-half horse. When, when I ask you has he last hired a pureblood teacher? Ian Lewis raised his hand and spoke.
"Well he… hired Professor Quirall in our second year." He said softly. Marietta rolled her eyes. Yes, but can you think of anyone else that he hired? Marietta asked hoping to put the subject to rest.
"Um, he hired Professor Lockhart in our third year didn't he." Ian said. Marietta balled her hands up in fist and gave Ian a hateful look before she spoke again.
"Ian Lewis, who's side are you on anyway?" Marietta said through gritted teeth. Ian had a hurt look in his eyes.
"I… I'm on our side, I've taken the oath. But you… you asked us when he hired Pureblood teachers." He said more subdued. Marietta put her face in her hands in frustration for a moment.
"It was a rhetorical question, and the point is not when he last hired a pureblood, but that he hires too many freaks of nature. Those positions should be held by purebloods! He is trying to rob us of our positions. We have to put a stop to this once and for all. Tonight we go into his office and put him out of action until he realizes that he's been betraying his own race, and agrees to change his ways. Everyone think of the jinxes you need to use now, preferably the ones your best at, but incase they fail you need to be ready to use others. Remember to spread out when you enter the room and once close, concentrate on the reason that Mr. Filch said we'd come there, to complain about Potter." Marietta said in the most serious tone. She looked over at her fellow Society members, many of them seemed to be reflecting on what jinxes and curses they had mastered the most, but almost all seemed determined. "Now, we leave in twenty minutes, that's enough time to decide on your opening spells, but remember when you get to the stone gargoyle concentrate on complaining about Potter to mask your thoughts. Are there any final questions?" Marietta Finished. Devin raised his hand and spoke when Marietta called on him.
"What… what are we going to do with Dumbledore if and when we capture him? I mean, we can't pose as the Head Master effectively without the other Masters realizing something's up when we don't know his mind, and the things that he speaks to the other masters about. He's bound to answer them in a specific way, about personal things. Not only that, but his administrative job requires more knowledge than what we have. No amount of Polly-juice potion will allow us access to his mind, and I have my doubts to what memory charms on him can accomplish. To add, since securities too tight right now to slip an adult society member of our society into Hogwarts in good time, someone's bound to notice him missing eventually." Marietta gave a great sigh.
"I wish that you would all have a bit more confidence in my ability to plan for these things. I have already taken these things into consideration, and have prepared for such contingencies. You all just need to trust me." Marietta said sourly.
"We're just concerned Marietta. I mean, were risking spending a long time in Azkaban, and we don't even know what the extent of your plan is. Perhaps if you could let us in on more of it, we need to know that you also trust us to do our job." Lori Sanchez put in gloomily. Marietta turned to her.
"Look, it's not that I don't trust all of you, but… I've got important reasons for keeping you in the dark. Trust me I really do want to tell each of you my plan, but I cannot… at least not right now. If… I mean when we succeed… I'll tell each of you everything I can in great detail, but first this has to happen. If we fail it won't even matter. So just be ready with your spells, and remember, when you get close to the office keep your foremost thoughts on complaining about Potter. When I give the order, everyone attacks at once." Marietta finished. She sat down quietly closing her eyes, and thinking about the many private training sessions with Professor Watson, about everything that he had taught her, and everything she had learned studying on her own. She also thought about her possible futures, the good and the bad. It was a deep reflection that sent chills up her spine, and she knew that there was no backing out now. After twenty minutes had passed she told the rest of the students to start up to the Head Masters office, stopping Danielle to wish her good luck personally, and giving her the password to the stone gargoyle provided by her Uncle. "I'll be along shortly." She said quietly as she ushered Danielle out the door. Marietta turned to her lover once again, with a tear in her eye. "Oliver Skint is right you know love… all of us together won't last ten minutes against him." Seamus nodded his understanding of her concern, but then gave a smiled pulling his invisibility cloak from his robes.
"They should last just about ten minutes against him all together, and we only need about five minutes to distract him. I'll take care of him, just try and stay in the action long enough for me to enter the fight." Her lover told her confidently.
"Are… are you really going to fight him as Seamus Finnegan? You're so pale, and your coughing a bit, how can you win?" Marietta said in a worried tone. Seamus moved to her and kissed her forehead.
"I told you I cannot tell you why I have to fight as Seamus, or how I can defeat him. Now you have to trust me without knowing. Don't worry though, and keep him busy. But remember, you must not let him know that I'm in the room as Seamus Finnegan by thinking in your mind about me." He said in an authoritive tone. Marietta gave a nervous chuckle.
"Ha, don't worry about that love, I've had occlumency lessons, he cannot read my thoughts."
"Good, than I'll just throw the cloak on, and you lead the way, and don't for get to give me a minute to get in the office before you close the door." He said. Marietta nodded, and once her lover was no longer visible to her behind the cloak she started to the Head Masters office.
Marietta moved passed the stone gargoyle, and into the entrance to the head masters office. No one was waiting outside so she moved to open the double wooden doors to the office. Once she reached them the doors swung open seemingly on their own. Marietta viewed the considerably large expanse of Dumbledore's layer. The architecture was beautiful, and paintings of the Head Masters from Hogwarts past lined the walls. The society members were standing in front of Dumbledore's desk as spread out as they could be, seeming to be concentrating on a collective, specific thought, and her dear Uncle Filch stood behind the Dumbledore with a concerned look on his face. Dumbledore waved her into the room and she walked in slowly holding the door open for her unseen lover to enter behind her. When she had thought she had given him enough time she moved more quickly to the left of the group assembled in from of her nemesis. Dumbledore nodded a greeting to her without speaking, and he curtsied to him. Finally the head master spoke as the doors shut behind Marietta with a soft thud.
"Miss Edgecombe, your Uncle, Mr. Filch says that you and your friends have come here to see me about your concerns for student safety, what with Mr. Potter accused of such a horrible crime." Dumbledore said softly. Gasp arose from Marietta's friends at the revelation of Filch being her Uncle, and she closed her eyes for a moment in embarrassment. "However, they refused to say anything until you arrived, and have all been trying hard, if unsuccessfully to think that it was the only reason they are here. Of coarse, now that you're here they can give it up, and we can discuss the real reason all of you showed up in my office tonight. Marietta smiled at the Head Master in admiration of his skill.
"And… how long have you known this Head Master?" she asked politely. No use in hiding it now, though there is always time for formalities. She thought.
"When Mr. Filch came in here today he truly believed that it was the reason that you all wanted to see me, and so then did I. But when everyone came in, I recognized many of you from the Hogsmead rally, on the wrong side of the barricades, and decided to see what was really on your minds. It wasn't too hard, your friends seem to be mostly shallow of heart, I'm sad to say. So let us not waste time in trying to deny the obvious. Marietta nodded and slowly brought up her wand to her shoulder, careful not to make a sudden move. He also raised his wand ready to block an attack.
"Fair enough, but I would like a little more privacy if I'm to be so… open." Marietta said turning and waving her wand to the back wall pointing it to the nearest picture of one of the Head Masters. "Gelo Abdo!" She shouted causing Dumbledore to rise up and take a defensive stance, but the magical charge that let out from Marietta's wand was in the opposite direction. Marietta covered the wall with the magic charm freezing each of the paintings in suspended animation. She then turned her wand quickly to the other walls with the same result. Before she reached the last wall Dumbledore shouted an airburst charm at her, but it was blocked by an unseen magic user from behind. Dumbledore quickly turned to see who had blocked him, but saw nothing but Marietta's final freezing beam hit the last of the paintings. The entire incident had taken seven seconds. Dumbledore turned to confront Marietta again. She gave him another smile. "There, now that we don't have to worry about people listening on our conversation, we can all relax a bit." Marietta said happily, though she was sure she could feel Dumbledore trying to enter her mind and know that she was somewhat nervous. He looked around at the frozen paintings., and then back to the witch who had cast the spell.
"Well done Miss Edgecombe, well done. Actually I do think I owe you an apology. I had no idea that you were so gifted a student. I should have kept up with you more closely. Surely you couldn't have learned such a charm under a year with helping Miss Umbridge. You must have had a teacher of the Dark Arts who is quite skilled." Dumbledore said in monotone.
"Indeed, a certain student of yours that you banned from the country, or at least helped to get banned. He sends his regards, and looks forward to walking back in here soon enough. Now there is the matter of you turning over your wand to us, and apologizing for your treason against your race." Marietta said mockingly. Dumbledore shook his head sadly.
"Miss Edgecombe… don't do this. You don't want to be a part of that terrible society. You can still stop what your about to do. There are two Ministry officials here in Hogwarts, and if you tell them what the Society and Professor Watson ordered you to do, you can all stay here as students, and rest assured that you will have helped stop an evil man. I don't want to have to expel any of you, or send any of the seventeen's to Azkaban. This must not happen; I don't mean any boast when I say that you cannot defeat me, just a warning, and a promise that to attack me will result in expulsion or worse. Please don't try it." Dumbledore's tone was pleading, but not in a cowardly fashion.
"How nice of you to care for our well being, but you don't really. You're a blood traitor, and you underestimate us. Draw wands." Marietta intoned, and her warriors drew their weapons out of their robes, except for Ian Lewis. Marietta gave him a scowl. "You too Lewis, remember… your oath." Lewis looked at her afraid, but drew his wand as well, having is shake in his trembling hand.
"Students, don't listen to her. None of you have done anything so far that you can't take back so far." Dumbledore pleaded again.
"They won't listen to you Blood Traitor; they've been waiting a long time for this day. Attack!" Marietta screamed, throwing herself to the ground as a jinx from Dumbledore barely missed her head. Several jinxes shot out at the Head Master at once, as Dumbledore dodged quickly to miss a few, and used a shield charm to keep off others. Marietta couldn't help but notice that he was very agile for such an old man. Dumbledore shouted a quick incantation at Lori Sanchez that pinned her arms and legs to the wall. More jinxes and cursed came Dumbledore's way, and he easily blocked them with little effort. Another wide wave of his wand and several of Marietta's friends were thrown against the wall in a heap from the most powerful airburst charm she had ever seen used. More jinxes sent his way, and easily blocked, but now the curses were coming so fast and constant that Dumbledore seemed to be having trouble, for he was shouting so many shield charms that was almost unable to find time to say counter curses… almost. Finally Danielle seemed to have him bested as her wand disabling curse hit the Head Masters wand at the very tip, and she held the blue beam steady for about twenty seconds. Tragically for Danielle Dumbledore's wand did not disable. But instead he raised it with great effort, and two hands and pointed it at Danielle's wand. Suddenly a yellow beam emitted from his wand to hers and disappeared. Danielle began shaking the wand violently and shouting several jinxes to no avail. Dumbledore not turned his attention to Ian Lewis who was so nervous that he shouted a cheering charm at that head master which he unnecessarily ducked, and hit Ian with a crippling curse that had him collapsing on the floor shouting that he couldn't feel his legs, as his wand rolled under the Head Master's desk. Dumbledore spun around three hundred sixty degrees to avoid more burst. Not all of his counter jinxes hit their mark, and Marietta was glad that she had had her friends spread out to avoid being picked off in large groups. She herself had not yet shouted a jinx, but now pointed her wand at Dumbledore who was busy blocking some curse from the few students who were left in the fight."Vomitis!" Marietta shouted angrily, and thought that she had Dumbledore dead to rights, but a quick turn of his wand sent the beam over to Devin Smith, who began vomiting on the floor, his face a bright shade of green. As more of her companions fell Marietta looked around for her lover. He had not seemed to fire a single jinx after the shield charm that allowed her to zap the last of the paintings. Was he hit by one of us by accident, did her run away? No he couldn't have. Where are you Love? She thought to herself. When she looked back at Dumbledore, he was gasping for air exhausted at the five minute magic brawl, but still at the ready. There were only three society members up, Oliver Skint who was standing ready with his a cut on his mouth dripping blood, Danielle Forester, who had picked up Ian's wand from under the desk, and herself. Dumbledore turned to her, he had not a scratch.
"It's enough Miss Edgecombe… gasp… its over." Dumbledore said, sweating profusely, red faced, and breathing heavily. Clearly it was beginning to look that way. Marietta's minions were sprawled out on the floor, and it seemed that three members could not do what twenty before could not do. And she knew that Despite Dumbledore's fatigued condition, he was still a force to be reckoned with.
"It's come too far to be over. It can't end like this Blood Traitor!" Marietta said upset. "Love, love, where are you??!!" Marietta cried for help. Suddenly she felt Dumbledore picking through her mind. She used her training in occlumency to fend him off, and for a few minutes she was successful, but he was too great a wizard to be kept out for long, and he began reading her thoughts despite her beast efforts. Dumbledore than seemed to have a concerned expression in his eyes. He put the wand up to the back of his head and shouted an incantation.
"Bonus optimolicus!" Dumbledore yelled and two blue eyes formed on the back of his head, allowing him to watch the remaining society members, and also look around the room. "Come out Mr. Finnegan, come out from under your invisibility cloak, it's over for you as well." Dumbledore said, his new eyes scanning the room for any sign of Marietta's unseen lover, while his ordinary eyes watched Danielle who seemed to be deciding or a curse to use. Silence fell in the room, and Marietta was sure it was over. But suddenly a brilliant yellow flash shout across the room from a wand that appeared to hand in thin air. Dumbledore reacted quickly seeing it with the eyes in the back of his head, and produced a shield charm to block it. He was sent flying into the wall screaming; just missing the still stuck Lori Sanchez. At the same instant another scream was heard and something slamed against the other wall. Danielle and Skint both backed against another wall not really sure what had happened. Seconds later Dumbledore used his desk to pull himself up off the floor. He looked at Marietta curiously for an instant, and then scanned the room again. The suspended wand had disappeared. Dumbledore seemed to be trying to concentrate on something with his mind, and for the first time he looked afraid. Soon Marietta could feel him probing her mind again, she tried to block him, but he was much more intent now, and broke through more quickly.
"Come out Mr. Finnegan. It's over, do you hear? It's finished." Dumbledore shouted enraged, and scanning the area with all four eyes swiveling about to see the suspended wand of Marietta's unseen lover. Suddenly he spotted the wand and in an instant shouted a powerful jinx out in a magical yellow beam. At the same time another beam emitted from the suspended wand, and the two beams met in mid air causing a loud bang like thunder cracking. The beams did not go out and Dumbledore strained with both hands on his wand to hold it steady. It looked painful for him. Marietta and her two remaining friends stood in awe at the event, as the Head Master wrestled with the unseen force. He strained even harder to keep from being pushed back from the beam.
"Err… this isn't Seamus Finnegan! Who is this?" He demanded. Suddenly the magical spell broke. And his blast damaged a column near the archway to his sleeping quarters. He was greeted with a sinister laugh that had it not sounded so malicious might have been his own. Suddenly he was addressed by a deeper version of his own voice.
"You want to know who this is Dumbledore?" the voice asked. Suddenly the invisibility cloak fell to the floor, and a naked version of himself stood before him with a wand at the ready. "It's you. You've been probing into the wrong minds… first your enemies You-Know-Who, and then Marietta's. You wanted to see who was behind the cloak, so you used Legimacy on her, and saw who she thought was behind the cloak, poor Seamus Finnegan. But you should have looked into your own mind. Now your just fighting with your self." The fraudulent Dumbledore chuckled. Dumbledore's eyes narrowed.
"Voldermort. I didn't think that you would need to resort to Polly juice potion or use children as Death Eaters to combat me. But now that you're here, we'll finish this once and for all." Dumbledore said raising his wand. The imposter shook his head.
"You still don't get it do you. I'm not Voldermort. I'm you! Professor Watson hired me to become you to take over the school. It's time to get his enemies out, and you're the primary threat to that plan. I've taken your form, yes… but I've taken more than that. I've taken your power, your skill, your knowledge, and your experience. No this is more than a dark wizard using Polly juice potion Dumbledore. But if you feel you're ready for me, I'll give you a free shot. The false Dumbledore turned to Marietta. "You and your friends be ready to take him when he's down, but don't be to ruff, just use the special binding charms that that professor taught you." He said. Marietta nodded and readied her wand. The naked Dumbledore looked back at the real one and spread his arms away from his body smiling. Now Dumbledore, I'm only giving you this one chance, lets see what you can do." He said. Dumbledore pointed his wand at the villain, but hesitated for an instant, seeming perplexed.
"I don't know who you are, but Voldermort or not, I'm going to stop you and Professor Watson. Dumbledore blasted a whirling diverse charm at the enemy, which was intended to cause him to twirl around at excessive speeds for a few seconds until dizzy and nauseous. His spell hit home and worked well, but in turn, the real Dumbledore himself spun violently around for the same length of time. When they had both stopped they staggered around a bit trying to get their footing.
"Now!" The imposter shouted to Marietta and her cohorts. "Get him now!" Danielle was first to respond, but forgetting about the confinement spell that she had been taught shouted a jinx that caused a magical glowing whip to emit from her wand and slashed the dazed Dumbledore across the back with it. This caused a tear in his robes', and both the real Dumbledore and the false one to scream in agony. The societies Dumbledore shot Danielle look. "Stop that, you stupid girl! Bind him, bind him. Danielle with a look of panic in her voice nodded and she, Marietta, and Oliver Skint simultaneously blasted the real Dumbledore with magical ropes of a far different variety than students were taught to use at Hogwarts. Oliver Skint cautiously approached the Head Master and relieved him of his wand, then at his bound body up in a chair. Dumbledore for his part sat silently for a moment, trying to catch his breath. He struggled lightly to free himself, but to no effect. Marietta went over to her lover to examine the bloody slash on his back.
"Are you ok love? What… what happened?" she asked with deep concern. Her lover looked at her with a painful expression on his face.
"I'm an exact copy of Dumbledore. My pain is his pain. While I take his form, if he gets hurt, then so do I, and vice versa. Your friend's whip hurt me too. But I'll be ok soon enough." The False Dumbledore said in an exhausted tone. Dumbledore wasn't the only one fatigued from the battle. Marietta walked over to the real Dumbledore still tied up in the chair and grabbed his jaw, raising his head up until his eyes were level to hers.
"Look at me… do you know… how many decades of planning went into this? How many months of intense training went into training me for this moment? The Professors time in Europe was not wasted, he worked very hard or studying the dark arts, gathering any dark wizard that he could find to help him come out with spells to stop you. Oh he underestimated you when he went here, and promised never to be so foolish again. You're a powerful man, but we found your match in yourself. Part of me wants to kill you right now, oh how I would love that. But keeping you alive also has distinct advantages. Not only will we be able to use your image to keep the head masters at bay, but we will be able to have the run of the school until… more help arrives. I think also, your going to have a few new additions to the staff. You see, this is a dangerous place, and I foresee some Professors meeting with… tragic accidents. And don't you get any cute ideas about mentally sending for help. You see, we really have prepared for everything." She turned to her lover. "Can you start curing everyone of their jinxes and curses love?" Her lover sat out to start fixing everyone's aliments, probing Dumbledore's mind to do so. First he popped Lori Sanchez off the wall with a reverse spell, then proceeded to cure Pansy Parkinson of a jinx that had her spitting out slugs from her mouth. After fixing a few of them he turned to Marietta.
"I can't cure them all." He said calmly.
"What? They are his spells, just read his mind to un-jinx them." Marietta said perplexed. Her lover shook his head.
"Dumbledore is a former Aurora, not a healer. He doesn't know everything. If he did there would not be a need for Madam Pomfree to be here would there. She has more knowledge to cure jinxes and curses than him. Even the greatest wizard doesn't know everything, and curing ills is a very specific field. The society members I've cured will have to take the rest to the hospital wing." He said. Marietta's jaw dropped.
"How am I going to explain that to Madam Pomfree, a bunch of us come in all battle damaged?" Marietta asked. Her lover shook his head.
"I don't know, but you should try to think of something. I've got to form into Seamus Finnegan again. You need to give Dumbledore his medicine, he's thinking about warning members of the staff right now, just trying to regain enough strength to use the magic. Her lover melted to a clear blob on the floor right in front of a shocked and recovering Lori Sanchez, and reformed into Seamus Finnegan. Marietta walked over to her discarded purse and brought it back over to Dumbledore. She began rolling up the sleeve of his robe.
"You… are a lot of trouble Head Master. You couldn't make it easy on me could you? Well, I'm not going to make it easy on you either." Once she had rolled up his sleeve under the tight ropes past his forearm she reached into her purse and pulled out a medieval looking syringe, and a bottle of liquid. Marietta slowly dipped the syringe In the bottle, and withdrew some of the liquid into the syringe. Pulling out the needle she help it up by her face, squeezing out some so as not to have any air bubbles enter Dumbledore's veins. Dumbledore started to struggle in the ropes, and even said some wand less charms to cause them to fall off of him, but these were not the ropes that he had encountered before. Marietta waved a disapproving finger at him with her free hand.
"No, no, no. It would be ashamed to have to kill you… yet." She grabbed his bound arm to steady it, and plunged the needle into a vein, shooting the contents into his system. Once it was all in she removed the needle and through it back in a rubbish bin near the desk. Dumbledore's eyes began to dilate. Marietta smiled to herself. "There you go. Now I don't have to worry about you inviting any unwanted visitors. You know Dumbledore, I have to admit, I really had my doubts about defeating you, I really did. And once I saw that Danielle, Oliver and I were all that was left… well I thought for sure that there was a cell in Azkaban with our names on it. Funny how sometimes things just work out isn't it. We're going to take over your school now, and we're going to get rid of filth that you let in here. You think about that." Marietta finished, patting a numb Dumbledore on the head before leaving to help Lori get Devin Smith up, and out the door to Madam Pomfree. Her lover would stay behind to hide the Head Master, and eventually take his place. As they walked down the corridor Marietta noticed Lori looking at her with wide eyes.
"What?" Marietta asked. Lori was hesitant, but to curious not to ask.
"Marietta, what was that thing in there?" she asked. Marietta Smiled.
"Why, that's the new Head Master. Things are going to change in this school Lori, oh how they are going to change!"