Clymenestra Dippett-Jones wakes with a start. The baby's not crying, but she has that odd mother's intuitin that something's not right. She slides out of bed, leaving Bob, her husband, wrapped in dreams.
She's in the living room, headed for the children's room when she hears the pops and feels the whoosh of displaced air. Before she can cry out a warning, her body is frozen in Petrificus Totalus.
It's horrifying when the three Death Eaters drag her husband from his bed and kill him in front of her.
It's much, much worse when they carry in the baby and little Robert.
She can't beg for mercy. She can't cry for them. She can only watch. The murderers leave, taking with them the broken bodies of the people she loved most in the world. In time, the spell wears off.
When she can move again, she begins screaming and doesn't stop for a long, long time.
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Date: 2006-06-17 04:55 am (UTC)She's in the living room, headed for the children's room when she hears the pops and feels the whoosh of displaced air. Before she can cry out a warning, her body is frozen in Petrificus Totalus.
It's horrifying when the three Death Eaters drag her husband from his bed and kill him in front of her.
It's much, much worse when they carry in the baby and little Robert.
She can't beg for mercy. She can't cry for them. She can only watch. The murderers leave, taking with them the broken bodies of the people she loved most in the world. In time, the spell wears off.
When she can move again, she begins screaming and doesn't stop for a long, long time.