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Detention, Depths of the Castle, Monday

Morning had broken in Fandom, and another day in detention was about to begin, the same as every other day.

For the moment, things were as quiet as they probably ever got, while everyone was still resting on their cots, women on one side of the magical black cloth barrier, men on the other. Soon, those who had managed to sleep would be woken by the ever-cheerful voice of Dolores Umbridge coming from the loudspeakers, ordering them to rise. The barrier would disappear, and whatever bland, tasteless substance they were calling breakfast today would appear instead. After that, those in detention were free to do whatever they wanted ... if they could find anything to do that didn't break one of the island's rules, or that could be done while trapped away from everyone else.

But really, the days of those in detention weren't that slow. Soon enough, visiting hours would start, and there wouldn't be nearly as much boredom then.

[OCD is up, have at it!]

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"Oh, Sookie," Raven sighed, giving her hair a tug instead of the gentle strokes. "There is no reason to suffer like this. And you do not want someone else to be harmed because of your stubbornness, do you?"

Her gaze swept the room. So many choices, but she knew who was most special to Sookie. She couldn't hide it from an empath, not as weakened as she was.

That got her attention, yes. "You stay away from him," Sookie said, soft but clear as she jerked her head up. "Fuck with my head all you want, but you leave him alone."

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Raven gave her a delighted smile. She liked playing with this Sookie better. "What will you give me to leave him alone?" she crooned.

"Another day to torture me," Sookie said, immediately. She wasn't going in that easily.

"But I can do that any day I want," Raven said. "I want something better. Tell me about your fears. What are you most afraid of?"

She could try to dredge them up herself if she wanted, but it was even more fun to get someone to admit them themselves.

"Spiders," Sookie replied quietly.

She wasn't, especially. She was more of a everyone-I-love-dying kind. But she could deal with spiders.

"Liiiiiar," Raven sing-songed. "Lying means you are bad, and you will have to be punished more. Tell me what you are really afraid of."

"One time my brother got bit by a spider and we all thought he was gonna die. That scared me. Spiders scare me," Sookie said, defending herself weakly.

Jason's spider bite hadn't been scary because of the spider, though.

Now this was getting better. "No, not the itsy bitsy spiders," Raven said, walking her fingers along Sookie's arm. "Where did it bite your brother? Did the skin turn black and die?"

"It was like a bruise," Sookie said, stiffening. "It was really scary, okay. I'm afraid of spiders."

"Like a bruise," Raven repeated. Bruises were fun. Just the lightest touch upon them and they could cause so much exquisite pain.

"But there was poison, was there not?" she said. "Creeping into his blood, spreading to his heart? Did he get a fever?"

"He was delirious," Sookie answered, closing her eyes. She didn't want to think about this anymore -- she didn't want to think about anything anymore.

"Did he thrash and moan? Did you think he was going to die? Did you pray to your god to save him?" Raven whispered. She tried to force the image into Sookie's mind, her brother feverish and whimpering as the poison worked through his system. Red lines of infection spread from the bite, squirming across his body like worms. And then the bite itself, swelling, bursting open as hundreds of little spiders spilled from it.

"Stop it!" Sookie screeched, thrashing out. She knew she couldn't actually hurt Raven, but it didn't matter. The images were in her mind now, and they weren't real, they weren't real, they weren't real but nothing was real and everything was real and this was how every day went, now, every day until her last day.

With an incoherent sob she pressed her face into her hands, breathing hard, and tried to bring herself back. The trouble was, she couldn't remember where she would be coming back to. Her mind begged for retreat, away from the nightmare of Jason and the spiders, but to come back to this waking nightmare was unthinkable.

Raven's head fell back as she closed her eyes and moaned softly in pleasure as she soaked in Sookie's despair and fear. "Yesssss," she hissed, little shivers of ecstasy shaking her body. Some part of her fled from what she was doing, but the demon part of her, even controlled as it was, relished it.

Sookie kept herself in a ball, shaking in terror and pain. It should be normal, now, but nothing was ever going to be normal again. Normal had once meant Gran and Jason and going to Merlotte's and taking naps in the sunshine and listening to everyone call her Crazy Sookie.

Well, wouldn't they eat their damn words now.

When Raven finally came back to herself, she leaned over Sookie's huddled form and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Thank you," she said. "For that, I will leave Bobby alone."

She paused a moment, then just had to add, "Today."

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