"Well, well. Good job, Coxley. Looks like I can sentence both Draco and Hermione to-" There was a blur as William Coxley's head was turned with a sickening crunch, his neck was exposed and bleeding freely into the porcelain-skinned vampire's mouth. Less than a heartbeat later, Helena Harker gagged and shoved him away from her, throwing the main gauche to pierce his heart and leave him dead on the floor. Helena gasped and gagged, spitting equally black blood from her own mouth. She was as pale as death as she doubled over, one hand on her knee while the other covered up the gaping hole in her skull so that nothing injured her brain. Her stomach heaved rhythmically like a cat might before coughing up an hairball, and she was fighting it every step of the way.