Surrounded
She divested the specter of his trousers before plunging the burnished instrument into his arse. It appeared quite painful, but that was no reason to stop, much less to make the process more comfortable. Controlling the levitation charm with the continued movement of her wand, she continued to ram the trophy deep into the ghost's rectum, imagining the sounds he would be making had she not silenced him. Enjoying herself as much as she expected, she decided it was a suitable punishment and just let the charm continue for her. Turning to go through the door again, she reminded herself she did not need to open it.
On the other side, however, there were over a dozen ghosts. Almost as soon as they were upon her, she made herself corporeal, and they passed through, though the chill was enough to rattle her bones. All at once, the world went dark.
She knew she had lost consciousness, but somehow she was thinking again. Marietta could not say how long it had been since what she presumed to be a blind stunner hit her outside the Trophy Room. It could have been that the ghosts had set a trap for her, but it seemed more likely that they agreed to help the living. Some sense of awareness passed through her being that she had been moved, and now she was just outside the Room of Requirement. Desperately, she felt the need to go into it, as though something terrible would happen if she remained. Without access to her waking mind, she went into the room on instinct, the door opening to the first request on her mind.
Potter was on the floor in front of her as she regained consciousness, entirely naked and not disillusioned. Somehow he had worked his way out of the cage, though the room itself had proven more of a challenge. He looked past her and she turned around to see Granger, Weasley, and of all people, Cho. Her words found themselves caught in her throat.
"D-did you stun me?" she managed.
"Yes. Did you put a curse on me causing me to play with myself in public?"
"That was because-"
"Shut up!" Weasley shouted, making his way over to her. "Shut up, nothing you've done has been justified in the slightest. You almost entirely got off when the rest of us could've been going to Azkaban-"
"We've been through this," Granger said, interrupting. "We've been through it, and you're right, but there's no point. She just can't ever conceptualize that she was in the wrong."
"Is that what you've been doing this whole time?" Marietta asked, turning at the sound of her voice. She was the only one without a wand, or clothes for that matter.
"That's what we've been doing up until recently," Cho clarified. "I really did want to give you another chance, even after you showed no remorse at all the last time you begged for me to remove the curse."
"You've been communicating-"
"Yes, we've been using the Protean charm. Every so often, one of us would see you and use the disrobing charm-"
"Wait, you've been using that charm on me the whole time?" She remembered Daphne using something like that to remove her own clothes. "I was never cursed?"
"The hardest curse to remove is one that isn't there," Cho said. "You never noticed that whenever you lost an article of clothing, one of us was somewhere nearby?"
Marietta declined to answer. The knowledge that she could have just put up the occasional shield charm whenever one of her mortal enemies happened to be near enough to cast a spell on her felt like it was unraveling something in her brain. Granger seemed to be waving her wand over the fake galleon, which she knew meant she was calling the troops, but naked, surrounded, and without her wand, there was nothing she could do about that. Lovegood was the first to appear.
"Oh, there you are," she said as if she had not been expecting her. "I haven't been able to face Justin. He's tried to apologize to me. He's tried to apologize to his girlfriend-"
"You knew the whole time!" she shrieked, suddenly putting part of it together. "You knew that I didn't like being humiliated like that, but you did it anyway!"
"You didn't learn your lesson," Potter said. "You just made everything about yourself and didn't acknowledge what you did. We were considering giving it up before that, because no one wanted to see you, but you were just so annoying we decided to keep it going until you apologized."
"You never did, though," Granger explained as someone else came in. Marietta did not want to look to see who it was. "Instead, as I predicted, you went about trying to remove your curse without telling us. You asked Cho's teammate, Roger Davies- did you seriously think he was a stranger to us?" She shook her head. "-to falsify proof of your having been punished, and the whole time he was able to manipulate you like some kind of marionette through your hatred of wizards."
"That's just what you did back then, though." It was Weasley's voice. "Ever since then, you've been a real bitch times a dozen. You've really done it now."
"What about Daphne Greengrass? Was she in on this too?"
"That was Anthony," someone explained from behind her. She turned around to see Susan. "He wanted to do his part to help punish you, but he didn't want to get his hands dirty, so he cashed in a favor he had with her. He gave them a general assessment of your character. I'd have to say that he and I agree with Ron."
"You stuck your fingers in me!" she shrieked, looking for some sort of argument. "That was before I did anything like that!"
"It was before you did anything except ducking your already reduced punishment. I thought I would show you that you didn't like witches any more than you like wizards."
"How did you know? How could you possibly know that?"
"I can tell. I know a girl like me when I see one, and you weren't. You're just a man-hater suppressing her desire for cock with delusions about wizards. I actually couldn't be any less like you, which is a small mercy, I suppose, after you used Colin to rape me. Do you have any idea what that did to me? Do you have any idea what it did to him?" It appeared the witch was growing angrier and angrier. "You see, I don't think you do, because I don't think you have a unique threshold for sexual violence. You think a wizard touching your shoulder is already infinitely terrible, so you're unable to actually appreciate that there are much worse things."
"That's not an excuse!" she shrieked back. "I didn't want your fingers in me."
"You would react the exact same way if Harry breathed on you," Susan responded angrily.
"So what if I react that way? Wizards just are disgusting and they do that sort of thing all the time-"
"No, they don't," Cho objected. "Susan and I are the only ones who have had a real conversation with you in the past few months, so we're the only ones who have wasted brain cells thinking about you. In all the years since we have gone to Hogwarts, there was only one proven claim of sexual assault, which was Markus Flint who admitted to sleeping with his girlfriend whilst they were drunk, but she agreed not to press charges."
"That's because all the other cases went unreported!"
"If they went unreported, then how do you know they happened?" Hermione asked. "That's a fundamentally illogical assertion."
"There have to be loads that go unreported!" Marietta objected. "There's so little that actually make it to court and so little within that that actually go to Azkaban! Of course it wouldn't be reported-"
"Well, how do you know they were guilty?" This time it was Potter. "You know, it'd just be brilliant if there were some kind of system for sorting out who was innocent and who was guilty- like trials."
"You're not concerned with who's guilty, though, are you?" Longbottom asked. She could not have said when he came in; he merely added another pair of eyes to those surrounding her. "You didn't even exclude those cases where they got let off because they obviously didn't do it, like when they had an alibi. You're just trying to scare people!"
"Either that, or she's trying to convince the rapists they can get away with it," Weasley guessed. "I guess Dean and Seamus already got to you?"
"Of course they did! They raped me-"
"That was after you raped several other people." It was Lovegood again. "You didn't even learn your lesson then, though, because after that you tried to do the same with Sir Nicholas-"
"He shoved his cock down my throat!" she argued.
"That was after you invited him to do just that and appeared naked right in front of him," Granger said. "He was mistaken about your intentions and prevented you from correcting him involuntarily. He did nothing to warrant you to seek revenge on him, least of all in the manner of your choosing. If what the other ghosts told me is true, whilst he begged you to stop, you forced a trophy directly into-"
"That was your doing! You made me proposition him," she accused, grasping at straws. "That whole thing about the curse getting worse was your way to keep me from going to a teacher."
"Well, yes, the punishment we were administering was not, strictly speaking, legal, and we predicted the first thing you would do would be to try to get around it, so we told you that it would worsen itself every time you attempted to tell someone about it, and there was a simple charm called the 'flubbing charm' which causes the target to say whatever it is he or she least wanted to say."
"We did warn you," Cho said. "I knew you would be better off if from the beginning, you had to suffer through it for a few days, and think about how you betrayed us all, so I removed your clothes back then and acted like I had no idea it was 'the curse'. We were really hoping it would just be a few days and we would only get you when you were alone, but you showed no remorse at all and almost immediately you were working against us."
"If you hadn't planned revenge against Sir Nicholas for accidentally embarrassing you, it would have been easy for you to just call off meeting with him," Granger continued. "I suspect you researched the temporary incorporeality spell as a way of passing through people rather than running into them while disillusioned, though, so you engineered your own downfall yet again. I even told Neville that if you seriously apologized to Sir Nicholas, even though propositioning him was only partially your fault, we would admit what we had done and you would be given a chance to properly apologize to us."
"Hermione, you're only proving we were being too nice from the start," Weasley said. It looked like Potter was in agreement. "What do you think we should do to her?"
"Well, she has to go to Azkaban for using Unforgiveables," he started. "-not to mention everything she must have used them to do-" He cast a look over at Luna.
"She used a pair of centaurs to rape me and Daphne," Granger managed, as if forcing the words out. "It's taking all the self control I have not to rip her throat out." She looked over at Weasley.
"I'd prefer not to say what she did to me, mate." He looked up and down her nude body. "I wouldn't mind a bit if she got her soul sucked out by dementors. All the same, I don't see why we can't have a little fun, though."