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[dementedscabior]

Owl Post / Avery

I would be in shock if an edible Christmas meal was being served wherever you are right now. Enjoy this one.

- Jennifer

[dementedscabior]

I've simply made sure there's less filth walking around. - Avery

You'll come over and explain before you run away. I deserve more than a pathetic owl. - J

[banksofsadie]

Shit, where'd it go?

[dementedscabior]

My room is the third door on the right.

If you didn't already know that...

[dementedscabior]

Owl Post || Chris

Come to Hogsmeade. No, too demanding. 

Please come to Hogsmeade - Noooo.

Are you allowed in Hogsmeade?

- Jennifer

[dementedscabior]

Owl Post || Chris

Am I a whore? Travers called me. I'm not tattling I'll stop complaining. I fuckfuckfuck

Hi. It's been a whole week now. Has anything happened? How did your parents react? 

Hi. You already said-- Dammit, Jen.

- Jennifer

[finniganfrazer]

A little bit stronger || Drabble

It was his last day of detention. The day had been long and difficult, and confusing, but he finally felt as if he had made peace with the idea of Jen not being his anymore, and he had come round to the thought of Wren getting people to turn in Avery. Jen’s conversation did confuse him a little here. She had tried to get him to convince Wren not to go through with it, but then she had gone on to say that she had Travers. Finn tried to think of it as if Dirk had to go somewhere, but he’d still have Wren. Wren was practically as good a friend as Dirk, and he’d be grateful to have her, but it would still be awful to see Dirk go. So, he knew what Jen meant by it, he thought. Still, it had been enough to make him feel less guilty when Wren said that she had already talked to McGonagall, and now he couldn’t quite believe what he was himself considering doing.

“Good evening, Mr Frazer. Today, I thought that you could-”

“Professor, before we start, I wonder if I could talk to you?”

Professor McGonagall looked at him, her gaze long and steady, until finally she nodded and indicated towards the seat opposite her desk.

“I promise you that this will stay completely confidential, Mr Frazer.”

Finn nodded, relieved to hear that. He felt as if he was stabbing Jen in the back, but then he reminded himself what Avery had done, to himself, to her, to Gladys.

“At the beginning of this year… October, I think it was. Maybe the end of September… I ended up talking to Avery… I didn’t know who he was before then… Anyway, he got bored of the conversation. He actually said that. And he said that it was time to have a bit of fun, and he started a duel right there in the middle of the corridor, so I duelled back – it was only self-defence, Professor, I swear. He used fiendfyre, then, though. I know it was fiendfyre, because aguamenti just evaporated before it reached the fire, and I couldn’t outrun it. I got badly burnt. Madam Pomfrey will tell you, or I could just show you my back, now, because I’ve still got scars. Plus… I saw him later and he said that it was fiendfyre. A while later this is. When… When he was with Mulciber. I’d already duelled Mulciber in duelling club, and things had got a little hectic there, and I’d ended up hurting my back again and the burns injuries flared up, and then I was just walking the corridor one day and both of them were there together, and telling each other about how they had both sent me to the Hospital Wing, and I didn’t say anything, I wanted to get away because I didn’t want to fight them, but there were two of them and then… And then he put me under the Imperius curse. Mulciber did. He didn’t make me do anything. He was interrupted too soon. I don’t want to say who by, because they won’t want to bear witness anyway, and it will cause a lot of trouble for them if they find out I have told, but the important thing is that nothing happened as a result of it, but he used an Unforgiveable curse, and… I can’t be certain, but I think he might have used it more than once.”

Professor McGonagall moved some papers around on her desk. She had made some notes as Finn spoke, he had noticed, and now it took her a while to look up from them before she spoke.

“Your accusation against Mr Avery will be very useful,” she started and Finn nodded.

“Wren told me… But don’t tell her I did this, please.”

She frowned, but said nothing. “As for Mr Mulciber, this is a very serious accusation you are making. This is not something that could be investigated by myself and Professor Dumbledore alone. The law is involved, and you would be expected to testify in more official sectors.”

Finn bit his lip. There was the right thing, and there was keeping things simple. After a couple of the roughest weeks, he knew which route he wanted to take. “Then I don’t want to… press charges.” He wasn’t sure if that was the right terminology, but it sounded right. “I don’t have any proof, and I can’t tell you any more information.”

He could see that Professor McGonagall was ready to object, or to start trying to persuade him. “Please,” he implored. “I can’t prove it, anyway, and it’s been five months. The school would know about it if more of that had happened, surely. He didn’t even make me do anything.” Tears were streaming down his face now, at the terrifying and unavoidable fact that he could have made Finn do anything. Awful things. Hurt himself, hurt Jen, hurt someone completely innocent. He could have made Finn look like the perpetrator, framed him for things which he was truly responsible for. As he took a tissue from McGonagall, Finn gave her another pleading look.

“I cannot force you to press this matter,” she finally said, “but I will advise you to give it some more thought. For tonight, you have a detention to complete.”

Finn nodded, glad just to be off the subject of Mulciber, however likely it was that it might come up again sometime. He couldn’t help notice that his detention was easier than many, but he wouldn’t complain, and it was over with quickly, so he could have an early night and get a good night’s sleep for the first time that week.

[finniganfrazer]

Dear person I'm jealous of,

Why do you get her? What have you done, that I haven't that means that she would prefer you over me, that means that you get everything, while I'm left with nothing. You can't even appreciate her when you do have her, that's what made her stray from you in the first place, when I was always there for her. What's so great about you, that means she'd choose a shag with you, over sex with someone she loves, someone's she's said gave her the best sex she'd ever had. Do you even have any qualities that would make a person like you? Sure, you may have grown up with her, but that's only given you more time to hurt her, to pick your immature, bigoted cause over respecting her decisions, to force her into thinking things which she doesn't want to think.

You're bad for her, and you don't deserve her. So, how did you get her?

- F.F.