The Marauders: Year Four

Druella at the Ministry

Druella at the Ministry

Druella Black held the wands and bits of shirts high above her head, her hair wild and her eyes full of an insanity, contagious from Fenrir Greyback's anger back in the cottage in the Great Northern Woods. She laughed, loud, her cackles echoing off the high walls and windows that filled the wide entry chamber of the Ministry for Magic, her voice ricocheting off the fountain's golden statues that loomed over the witches and wizards that were just leaving for the end of their shifts. She found herself in a bit of a clearing, the people around her gasping a they recognized her, and she stood on the edge of the fountain to give herself height... and she threw the wands and clothing down to the black tile floor, her evidence delivered, and she drew her wand, aiming it straight above her head.

"MORSMORDRE!" she shrieked and from her wand billowed a great green-black cloud in the shape of a skull with a horrible snake for a tongue that wove and wound it's way into the mark of the Dark Lord, hovering over the antechamber.

People began screaming -- running -- a frenzy of panic filled the Ministry, witches and wizards alike -- frantically rushing in every direction -- their cries echoing from the ceiling! Druella clapped her hands happily at the absolute horror show she'd caused as people rushed for the grates of the floo network, ran for the telephone box elevator, hurried to flush themselves through the loo exits...

She danced about in a circle, brandishing her wand at random victims, laughing with a manic sort of fever, her face red with the thrill. "Avada Kedavra! Crucio! Avada Kedavra! Avara Kedavra!" Screams of agony added to the shouts of fear as those she crucioed cried out in their pain, writhing to the floor... names cried out as colleagues and friends fell to the green jets of light of the killing curse...

"EXPULSO!" she cried, aiming her wand up at a crystal chandelier that hung high over the chamber, the glass bits shattering, falling, crashing to the floor with the sound like a tidal wave striking shore. People were cut, people fell to the floor, slipping on the broken shards, crying out in pain and shock...

"Arresto momentum!" came Gideon Prewett's voice from the elevator grates as he arrived from the department of magical law enforcement, his wand aimed for the falling chandelier, the great glowing piece stopping midway to the floor, quivering as he used all his strength to keep it there, his wand arm trembling with the effort of it.

"Immobulus!" Fabian Prewett yelled at exactly the same time, his wand aimed for Druella herself, who stood, teetering on the edge of the fountain, cackling evilly, frozen in the charm. Fabian ran to collect her, followed by several other aurors that had poured forth from the elevator grates, others ran to help Gideon lower the chandelier.

Druella Black waited until Fabian was upon her before she overthrew the immobulus, waving her arms to break free, aiming her wand for Fabian, "Flippendo!" she cried and the jet of light blasted him in the chest, sending him head over heels backwards, knocking over the aurors coming to his aid like a bunch of bowling pins, sending them all sprawling to the floor. She laughed and leaped from the edge of the fountain, running into the thick of the escaping crowd, headed for one of the floo grates, looking over her shoulder to be sure none of the aurors recovered before she could get out... and she ran right into Harold Minchum.

"INCARCEROUS!" he bellowed and his wand shot out gold ropes that bound Druella Black as tight as could be, quicker than she ever could've hoped to escape. "Mobilicorpus," he said and raised his wand to lift the bound Druella Black above the running crowd, her form struggling against her ties, screaming threats, avowing the Dark Lord would come for her, would rescue her, would see to it that the entire ministry be destroyed, decimated, turned to nothing more than rubble and dust... "MAY HE TRY," shouted Harold Minchum in response to her shrieks, "FOR I WILL HAPPILY BE WAITING FOR HIM WHEN HE ARRIVES!"