The Whispers

Five

Precisely the Monday after Harry's detention with the woman, he heard that another student had to face her wrath, and upon hearing this Harry had decided that she was going to face his wrath. Of course, he had to wait until everyone in his dorm was asleep and nobody was left in the common room. Even then, he silently cast an invisibility charm on himself and slipped out of his House with ease. His footsteps didn't make a sound as he made his way up to her personal chambers which were just off of her office.

She had Warded her office, but Harry easily undid them, he'd put them back up with her wand later to make it have her magical signature. He put his own Wards in place, including silencing charms, as he slipped into the office. Harry snatched the wand away from the sleeping Witch's hand and scrunched his nose in disgust as he looked over her sleeping figure. He bound her with a spell, waking her in the process as the ropes wrapped around her and causing her to scream, but nobody would heard except for Harry.

"I warned you, I had given you a chance and you didn't take it. You are a foolish woman," Harry spoke, letting his magic seep into the air and wrap around her body, making her blood boil and her skin crawl as it danced through her insides until it reached her own magical core, and then it stopped suddenly. Harry walked closer to her and Umbridge tried to scramble away but couldn't.

She had silent tears running down her face, but she refused to scream and beg. She was stronger than him and he couldn't actually do anything. If only she could get her wand she would be able to take him easily. She was broken from her thoughts by Harry's hand ghosting over her arm causing her to jerk rather violently.

"Honestly, I'm going to have to cleanse myself after this, but I am rather peckish," Harry stated, pulling up the sleeve of her jumper. His fangs were sunk into her arm within moments and she screamed out as Harry's venom replaced her blood. Harry knew that his venom would burn her insides as it coursed through her body, slowly spreading everywhere. He wasn't using the same technique he did when he fed from Draco, he wouldn't allow this woman to feel any pleasure. Before he took too much of her blood, Harry closed the wound by spitting on it and then he cleaned the blood from anything it had touched with a cleaning charm.

Then, Harry let his magic seep into Umbridge's magical core, destroying and overpowering her magic. Umbridge screamed and cried in agony. This was unlike anything she had felt before. It hurt more than words can describe. It was like a knife had pierced right through her magical core and she was burning from the inside out. She begged, pleaded for Harry to stop until her voice was raw and still the agony continued. Her voice faded slowly as she choked on her own saliva, still trying to scream. It was a pitiful sight to watch the toad woman become even uglier as saliva, snot, and tears ran down her face and she coughed and suffocated, not able to do much other than splutter and wiggle in agony until she stopped.

Umbridge didn't move again, and Harry listened as her heart fell silent. He withdrew his magic from her body and along with it came any magic signature that he could have left behind. He tucked her into her bed with levitation and made sure her sleeping mask was pulled back down before he took his Wards down and checked what spell she had used last on her wand. It was a summoning spell. Harry made sure to put her own wards back up and then summon his wand with hers before he scorgified her wand clean of his fingerprints and stuck it in the same place he had found it. He stepped back, seeing if there was anything that would indicate him being there, and once he was satisfied he left, closing her bedroom door just like he had found it and then locking her office door behind him.

Then, he quickly put a disillusionment charm on himself and swiftly made it back to his dorm, crawling in his bed without waking Draco and falling into a peaceful slumber.

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Nobody found her body for days. Not until a few of the students had inquired as to where the crude woman was to McGonagall who was forced to check on her. Nobody mourned her death, not the students anyways. Actually, the students seemed to buzz with happiness now that the woman was gone, and even the teachers seemed happier without her presence looming over them. Of course, Harry, Draco, Hermione, and Ginny where inclined to join the investigation team that the Ministry had sent in to investigate her death. They accepted.