Containment Room

[Samantha Jade Jameson]

A room off the side of the Head Healer's office. Generally just used for storage.

At the moment, it has been cleared out, and it used as a containment room, housing the body of Kildara Snape, while the Healers examine her.

Odd, they know, but they want to know!

[Samantha Jade Jameson]

Samantha Jade crossed her office, and stopped in front of the door, her hand on the handle. Everytime she came in here, she was afraid she'd find Ms Snape alive and well, ready to kill anyone that walks through the door! She took a deep breath, and pulled open the door, walking in.
The new Headmistress was due in here at any moment. Samantha looked down at the body of the old Headmistress. How could something so beautiful do so many horrible things? She sighed, shaking her head. First week on the job, and she gets the Leader of the bloody Death Eaters dead in her office!

[Sara Templeton]

Sara strode into the office of the Head Healer, just as she was told. She found the younger woman in a room off the side.
"Samantha," she greeted. Her eyes fell on the body of Kildara Snape. "Such a waste," she murmured softly. "Anyway, why am I here? Apart from to see her with my own eyes."
Sara was an impatient woman, her connetion to the volatile element of Fire, made her such. When the other woman just stood there looking at her, Sara raised an eyebrow, giving her a questioning look.

[Samantha Jade Jameson]

Samantha looked up as she heard footsteps, and she watched the Headmistress of Hogwarts walk into the containment room. She could certainly see why the Ministry chose her for the new Head of the school. She was immensely tall! And she looked as though she could take care of herself.
She was bought out of her thoughts by Sara speaking. "Umm. Pretty much, that's it. I was told to tell you to come and see her." Samantha sighed. "She was pregnant you know," she blurted slightly. Now that was a waste. A child that will never see the world, because of it's parents' very bad desicions.

[Sara Templeton]

Sara's eyes closed, a sigh left her lips and she shook her head. "Oh dear. Does her husband know?" she asked.
Samantha shook her head. "Not as far as I know. He's disappeared. Shot through. He should be on trial right now, but no one knows where he went."
Sara sighed again. "Well - uh - talking about trials, I'm supposed to be there, so if that's it, I have to go," she informed the younger woman.
"No, that's all," Samantha replied. Sara was a rather intimidating woman, to say the least. "Good day."
Sara nodded. "Have a wonderful day," she replied, before turning and striding from the office.

[Caeleb Dracus]

The last shred of his humanity was attached pathetically to the body of the woman above him. It was bound to her, clinging on desperately. His pink, forked tongue flicked out, tasting the acrid, sterile smell of the hospital. He writhed once on the spot, his long black body too small to cage the fury within. The demon watched, like a kidnapper allowing his hostage a trip to the bathroom, constantly under his watchful gaze. It had waited this long for its freedom, it could wait a few more hours. The boy was slipping away, practically destroyed and riven over the edge by his wife's death. The demon would allow the human this vigil.

He hissed silently as the woman came in the room. She smelled fresh, young, innocent...tasty. He held back. Now was not the time. The door opened once more and her slithered forward a few inches to peer from under the mortician's slab at the woman who entered. The human wanted to screech, attack destroy when she spoke.
"A waste" she had said. She should be destroyed for such a disgusting understatement. The demon held him back.
When the doctor spoke the snake's cold blood froze in its veins.

"Pregnant."

With that one word the final ties that bound the human to his sanity snapped. A silent crescendo of screams drowned the rest of the womens' conversation and Caeleb didn't hear one more word over the cacophony in his head.
He slithered out from beneath the body he had been guarding and instantaneously transformed into a figure that could barely pass for human. He stood upright, had two arms and legs, but his face was haggard and veiny, his eyes blood red. His hair was long and straggly down his neck and the skin over his arms seemed paper thin, his thick vessels straining against his flesh. He looked like a monster.

With a deafening roar he threw both women against the wall before turning back to face the body of the woman that he had loved. No. Th woman the human still and would always love.
The colour had gone from her smooth, flawless skin. Her eyes were closed and she looked as they she have simply been asleep. So peaceful. With a shaking hand he reached out to touch her face, his eyes filling with burning water as another, agonised scream shook the room. His fist clenched and he slammed it down on the cold metal surface beside her head. He body shook a little from the impact.
He stared at her, memorising every single millimeter of her face.
"I'll kill them. I'll kill all of them. And she...she will suffer." He growled, bowing his head as he swore the oath.

[Samantha Jade Jameson]

Samantha nodded to Sara as the older woman started walking from the room. Then, they were both thrown to a wall as another figure appeared. Thankfully, the two women had landed together. Samantha looked at the older woman for support.
Sara sighed, putting a warm arm around the other woman. "Well, her husband knows," she murmured quietly. She knew everything about Kildara Snape. Kildara Dracus. She'd kept up her knowledge of all teh Death Eater goings on. Never feeling the urge to join. It was becoming too business like. Horrible.
Caeleb looked nothing like the photos she'd seen. He'd been rather handsome. She supposed, if you looked past the ugliness of the demon, then he still was. The death of your wife would destroy you.
"Maybe we should try to contact someone," Samantha suggested quietly. Sara shook her head, looking over to an utterly shock Sam.
"No, do you intend on keeping your life," she muttered. Samantha shut up after that. The two women just waited to see what was going to happen.

[Caeleb Dracus]

Caeleb stood in the center of the room, his haggard breathing making his whole body heave up and down. His eyes burned towards the women as they spoke about him as though he were some unintelligent beast who couldn't understand them.
"You're going nowhere." he growled, his own voice surprising him. He truly sounded inhuman. He looked back at Dara's body and a long, low groan escaped his snarling lips. His first instinct was to take her body and run. She belonged to him. He didn't want to leave her with these people. But he knew he wouldn't be able to removed her body without damaging it and he couldn't bear the thought of that. Her body was sacred. He whipped his head back towards the women.
"What will you do with her?" he demanded, the question sounding more like a threat.

[Sara Templeton]

As Caeleb spoke to them, asking what they were going to do with Kildara's body, Sara stood up. Samantha was too terrified to do anything.
"She will be cremated," she told him. "Respectfully. She may have headed the Resistance, but she was still a Headmistress of Hogwarts. I'll do it myself. You are very welcome to be there, if you would like, and I promise you, no one will take you in, though I doubt they'd be able to get you. Am I right, Mr Dracus?" she said confidently, taking a step towards him. She wasn't afraid of him, like the younger woman behind her, cowering on the floor still.
"Caeleb, I promise you, I will not let anything bad happen to her. I will do everything myself. Set the flames, everything. I promise you. On my life."

[Caeleb Dracus]

Caeleb's breathing had become a low rumble as the woman began speaking. His eyes glowered into hers as she began to explain the plans they had for Kildara's body. He growled with pain at the idea of her body succumbing to the flames. She would be nothing but ash. She would be gone. Completely. But to bury her? No. He couldn't bear the idea of her decaying away in the ground. This way she would always be beautiful. Slowly he began to nod. This was acceptable.
He hissed when she addressed him by his name. But he stayed back as he mulled over her promises. He snarled at her arrogance.
"You are very welcome to be there, if you would like..."
Who did she think she was? Who was she to give him permission to attend her memorial. He was her husband.
Maybe he should take the body now. He took a step to stand between the two women and Dara, taking a defensive, threatening stance.

[Sara Templeton]

Sara watched Caeleb carefully as it all mulled in his mind. As he began to nod, she gave him a reassuring smile. Then, it seemed to change. She sighed as he stood between her and Dara's body. Kids these days, seriously!
"And what are you going to now, Caeleb? Tell me, so I know whether St Mungo's is going to need a new Head Healer, and if there's going to be two dead Headmistresses in this room," she asked him, confidently, raising an eyebrow in question.