RP: The Boggart

[rar_fleur]

Date: 11 July 1998
Characters: Fleur Weasley, Narcissa Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall, Bill Weasley
Location: Hogwarts
Status: Private
Summary: Fleur lands herself in the hospital wing.
Completion: Complete

Comments

[rar_narcissa]

Narcissa headed to the Dark Arts classroom to help with the repairs, but when she arrived the room was empty. It looked like whoever else was working had stopped in the middle of deciding what to do next, so Narcissa thought she would come back some time when it would be more clear what she could do. She walked further down the hallway, and heard a heavy thud from inside the Muggle Studies room. Curious, she stepped into the doorway, to see the oldest Weasley boy standing over the crumpled figure of a girl on the floor. "Oh, excuse me," she said, and moved to step back, but the Weasley turned at the sound of her voice and suddenly instead of one redhead standing, there was a second blonde figure on the floor, this one decidedly masculine, and wearing the clothes she'd last seen Draco in, torn and stained with blood. "No," she whimpered, barely pulling herself together enough to realize what had happened and draw out her wand. "R-Riddikulus," she said, and Draco's corpse turned into Voldemort's headless snake. "Ha!" she cried,

[rar_minerva]

Minerva and Poppy had been discussing the best places to locate the counselor they hoped to have from St. Mungo's during the upcoming school year. Minerva thought that it would be a good idea to put offices near the House Common Rooms but Poppy felt they should be in the corridor adjacent to the hospital wing. Their debate was interrupted by someone calling from the infirmary.

Poppy quickly made her way over the unconscious young woman. "Mrs. Malfoy, what happened?"

[rar_narcissa]

"I found her in the Muggle Studies room." Narcissa explained. "There was a Boggart." She repressed a shudder as she remembered the image of Draco's lifeless body. She floated the girl's body into the room and stepped back to let the Headmistress and Healer get closer.

[rar_minerva]

"A boggart. I see," actually she didn't. Fleur Weasley was more than capable of dispatching boggarts. Minerva herself had seen her step in when one of the younger volunteers encountered one early on in the castle repairs.

Poppy summoned a bit of chocolate and passed it over to Mrs. Malfoy.

"Have you any idea how long she might have been out?" Minerva asked.

[rar_narcissa]

Narcissa thanked Poppy and took the chocolate. It really did help. "Not very long," Narcissa answered McGonagall, "I was just outside the door and heard what I suppose was her falling down, so I went inside. The Boggart was still..." she trailed off. It wasn't really anyone's business what someone's Boggart looked like. And the fact that this Mrs. Weasley's was apparently her husband... Narcissa didn't care to think about the implications, and supposed that Mrs. Weasley wouldn't appreciate it, either. "The Boggart had not reverted or retreated, and then it saw me as I stepped inside."

[rar_minerva]

"Thank heavens you were about. Most of the volunteers working those rooms have departed for the day. It might have taken hours to find her otherwise." Minerva suspected Narcissa had seen the boggart's shape, but she didn't think was necessary that she be told. Poppy didn't seem inclinded to ask either. "I shall not detain you. Thank you again for your quick action."

[rar_narcissa]

Narcissa nodded. "Yes, I thought I would help in the Dark Arts room, but everyone was gone." Narcissa looked down at Mrs. Weasley with a concerned expression. "Will she be all right?" she asked. "I've never heard of someone fainting from a Boggart before." Not an adult, at least.

[rar_minerva]

Madam Pomfrey said she doubted it was a boggart that was the problem and gave Minerva a concerned look.

"I believe it might be best if we reseal the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies classrooms again until we are sure that Mrs. Weasley did not come in contact with something cursed we may have missed." Minerva, Filius, and several others had been over the rooms however it was possible they had missed something. "It is possible it was something else entirely."

[rar_narcissa]

Narcissa nodded. "Yes, of course." she said. Who knew what sorts of things could be lingering in those rooms? What was a Boggart doing in Muggle Studies, anyway? "Well, good day," she said, and with a nod to the two witches, she walked away.