One of her darling Hufflepuffs had run all the way to the Astronomy Tower to summon her. The poor first year was quite winded but reassured Marion that he would be fine and to go without him. How the Head of House wished she could do more but with nothing to offer but comforting words, she sped along to find studmuffin Professor Feirgrund. After relating about the first year in the Tower and indicating her wish that he check on him, Marion floated with urgent purpose to the Burrow.

She shot through a wall, shouts of panic wafting through her ears. The sight was a horrible one. It took her back to that terrible time in her life. “Oh no. Not this again,’’ she whimpered in emotional turmoil. The reality of what she was seeing and recalling her memories were merging. It was like Marion was reliving this nightmare.

But this wasn't about her. Goodness! She must pull herself together! How could she help her Hufflepuffs? She didn’t possess a wand. She had no magical capabilities. Her ghostly form could do nothing substantial. The reality of this added to her already turbulent emotions.

“My deaaaars!” Marion fought the urge to lose her head completely. “Aim your wands carefully! We don’t want a stray spell hitting a Housemate.” Any damages to the Common Room could easily be fixed though Marion already knew it couldn’t be by her, unfortunately. “Shoo, you plant bully! Shoo!’’ She made hand gestures to match her words though she knew it was all futile.

"Any student unable to assist should depart the Common Room immediately." There was no shame in it. This was more of a strategy to keep everyone as safe as possible.