CSI England

William McDonough opened the door to the Aurors. “Auror Potter? Auror Weasley? What can I do for you?” He asked, letting them in.



“We may have a break in the case, may I take a look for something?’ Ron asked eagerly.



“Sure, I havent touched her room, so it’s just as you left it last time.” Ron hurried down the hall as Harry leaned eased into a seat and rubbed his eyes.



“You have been running ragged, this must be tiring.’ William said sitting on the couch.



“It is, but you get used to it.” Harry told him with an exhausted smile. “How are you holding up William?” He asked, leaning forward on his elbows.



“It’s lonely here.” He said with a sad face.



“You’ve known Vesna a long time then?” He asked.



“Oh yes, years.” He said, adjusting his glasses.



“Has any other boyfriend gotten physical with her besides Timothy. She had others that ended badly didn’t she?” He asked.



“Yes, but if she was beaten or abused in any way, she hid it well. I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.” He said.



“Did they all end badly?” Harry probed. “We know that he and Stephen couldn’t even be in the same room together.’



“They all would have regardless of the man. They didn’t deserve her.” He said, letting a tear drop.



“We know that before she was killed she told her attacker that she wasn’t going to do it again. Did she mention any of them trying to reconcile with her? Maybe trying to get back together?” He pushed.



“It wouldn’t have mattered. It wouldn’t have lasted. She always found something wrong with whoever she was dating.” He said. “It was almost as if she tried to find something wrong with any of them.”



“You don’t think she wanted a relationship?” He asked.



“If she did, she was looking for it in the wrong men.” His eyes fell on the photo of a group of friends. “They didn’t deserve her. They never realized what they had.” He said sadly.



“Why didn’t you two ever date. Sometimes the best relationships start out with friendship first. I know that’s how it was with me and my wife.”



“Once she ends something, there is no going back.” He whispered, looking depressed.



“Did you and her try it once?” Harry asked softly. There was no mention of her and her roommate being intimate. According to all her friends, he was just that, a friend.



“It was one night,” he admitted, “we were both drunk, or it never would have happened. We decided to pretend it never existed.” He inhaled deeply.



Ron came out of the hall holding a cloak. Just as he had known would be there, it was the cloak from the memory. Ron looked at William, who looked at him, them Harry then back at him.



“Why were you in my room?” He asked.



“I asked if I could come in and look, but I didn’t specify where.” Ron said dropping the cloak over a chair. “You invited me in and said I could look.” He took a seat and looked at the young man. “The cloak is charmed to give you a bigger build then you have. It made you seem like a large strong man, when you actually have a lighter frame.”



“Show me your hands.” Harry told him, taking out his wand.



William took several moments but complied and held out his hands. There was no tattoo, but Ron and Harry knew better. With a wave of his wand a Ravenclaw emblem appeared on the flesh.



“You were with her in the alley, you charmed the condom so it would leave any evidence, but you ended up raping and killing her.” William remained seated and looked from Auror to Auror. “We have to have three things in order to bring you in with us. You have to have the means to kill her and you do. You may not be a strong man but Vesna was a dieter and not an exerciser, so she would have been easy to overpower because she wasn’t that strong either.”



“You had the opportunity because you knew her schedule and you also knew she would be coming home that night from her friends house. You met her and knew if she was killed it would most likely be blamed on Professor Snape. The opportunity presented itself and you took it.” Ron added. “Then you took the portkey to your fathers home.”



“You had means and opportunity,’ Harry said, “but I didn’t understand motive until just now.”



“Why would I have killed her?” He asked smugly. “She was my best friend.”



“She wouldn’t have sex with you again.” Harry said, watching his smugness vanish. “When she mentioned not doing it again, she was referring to sex with you, not a blackmail attempt. She wouldn’t have sex with you. She would have anything with you other than friendship and you couldn’t stand it. You just said the other didn’t deserve her, and it angered you more then anything didn’t it?” He asked.



“She was beautiful, and loyal, and a real lady. They cheated on her and treated her like nothing.” Williams voice became monotone as he spoke. “I loved her, I would have given her anything.”



“Means, motive and opportunity.” Ron said. “You have all three and now we have the proof.”



“I’ll never admit to anything.” He said just as stoically.



“Study your law Mr. McDonough, with evidence placing you at the murder sight we can force Veritaserum and get the truth.” Harry told him.



His face remained devoid of anything. Ron stood and taking his arm, brought him to his feet. “William McDonough, you are hereby placed in Ministry of Magic custody for the murder of Vesna Izzanitch.” He gripped his wrist and shackled his hands behind his back.



When they arrived at the flat Harry had placed an anti apparition charm to prevent him from leaving. The charmed shackles would prevent apparition as they led him to the Ministry. He would be sent to Azkhaban within hours.



The End