It was hours before anyone remembered that Mme Umbridges unconscious body was still in Courtroom 9 (Im not sure if it was mentioned exactly which courtroom it was). Yaxley now had the task of reawakening the short woman.
He strode purposefully towards her motionless body and pointed his wand. Enneverate! At first, she did not move. Yaxley hovered over her body, looking down. He waited and then
Life! Her eyes sprang open and Yaxley watched them come to focus on his face.
Pushing him away from her body, Umbridge rose from the floor, running to the exit crying, Get them! Smirking, he slowly replied to the air, Theyre long gone. Contempt dripped from his words like droplets off melting ice.
Umbridge spun on her heels, taking in her surroundings. It was much darker now, the torches extinguished. The dementors had left and it was just her and Yaxley, no Mrs. Cattermole. She faced him, her face scrunched up in anger, And you st