After Party

SUCK

“Ana, this sucks!”

“Pour quoi?” Ana asked coyly as she laced her black sneakers.

“I have to kidnap someone, but don’t get to have any of the fun.” Natalie pouted churlishly, tightening black leather gloves around her wrists.

“Well, I could not keednap ‘eem without you!” Ana stood up, shifting her black leather pants for more comfort.

“Why not?” Natalie demanded.

“Because, I suck at dese tings!” The two women giggled raucously.

“Let’s go over the plan one more time.” Natalie whipped out her list. The two women put their heads together to make sure their plan was about to go off without a hitch. Rolling the scroll back up tight, Natalie eyed her friend seriously,

“Now make sure you knock Karkaroff out.” Ana nodded. The two witches slipped quietly from Ana’s room, checking carefully up and down the corridor before disappearing into the growing dusk outside the carriage. They lay in wait, hiding behind the boulders along the shore of the Black Lake.

True to their habit, Alexei and his Headmaster practically goose stepped to the gang plank of their boat, right down the same path they used every evening. Ana hit Karkaroff squarely with a stupefy, staying well hidden behind the boulder while Natalie incarcerated Alexei on the run, reaching him in time to deftly thread a black scarf through his teeth to gag him. Dragging him backwards, Natalie hissed at him. “Now, now comrade, fighting will only make things worse for you.”

The man ceased struggling, reassured when he recognized Natalie’s voice. She forced him into the back door of the Beaxbaton’s carriage, and then into Ana’s room. Shoving him on to the bed, his eyes widened in surprise and delight. Natalie laughed, waving as she locked the door behind her, leaving a confused and disgruntled man on Ana’s bed.

She ran quickly to where Ana held her on wand on the stunned Karkaroff.

“This just SUCKS.” Natalie groused again. Ana laughed again. “Are you sure you can get ‘eem into his own room?”

“What do you care where I put him?” Natalie griped, casting the mobilicorporus to guiding the unconscious man towards his own boat.

“I do not want to rile ‘eem!”

“I’ll take good care of him. Now get out of here.” Ana slipped away into the darkness as a stocky form moved out of the shadows of the trees at the edge of the lake.

“Psst, Mistress, this way.”

Natalie nodded at her former student, and floated Igor along behind his lead.

“Mistress?” The young man asked. “What?” Natalie hissed. “Remind me never to anger you or the diminutive French woman?” Natalie graced Viktor with a wide smile. “Certainly.” With his assistance, Natalie tucked Karkaroff into bed, placing a large mostly empty bottle of his favorite vodka, and a glass on his bedside table. “He won’t remember how he got here.” Natalie stated as she removed his boots.

“He sucks down vodka like water.” Viktor stated calmly. “I doubt he ever remembers how he gets to bed.” Krum shook his head, disgusted.

Natalie tossed his boots into the corner of the room. She and Viktor left the room, and Krum escorted her gallantly back to the gangplank.

“Thank you Mr. Krum.” Natalie smiled happily at the glum faced student.

“No, thank you. At least now we will have a peaceful evening.” He snorted.

“I know, I know, as far as Headmasters go, he pretty much sucks.” Natalie commiserated. “Yes he does.” Krum agreed. “See you in the morning.” Natalie called as she tread lightly down the gangplank back to the shore.

Ana opened her door, laughing maniacally at the sight of Alexei, trussed and gagged, trying to roll off the bed. She flicked her wand in a large circle, casting a silencing spell all around her room. She then removed his gag.

“You suck!” Alexei sputtered. “My feet have fallen asleep!” He continued to complain bitterly until Ana gagged him again, then tied him to her bedposts with a graceful roll of her wrist.

“Alexei, just relax. I weel take care of you now.” She tittered, opening a small trunk and removing a number of her new toys. Alexei’s eyes widened impossibly; although whether from fear or expectation remains to be seen. As she played with a supple leather dog collar, studded with silver points, she laughed maniacally, drinking in the wizard’s increasing girth.

“Alexei, I believe we shall ‘ave a wonderful time tonight.”