Hermione slightly pulled away from Y/N with a smile as they looked into each other's eyes, both having a shimmer of happiness in them. They both giggled at each other with their foreheads pressed together as Hermione pecked Y/N's lips once more.
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Y/N, Ron, and Brianne all sat at the black, wooden desk of their Potions class. Ron sat between the two girls as he held a copy of the Daily Prophet, the three reading the words written on the tan pieces of parchment printed in black ink.
Ministry Seeks Educational Reform ☞︎New Era Dawns at Hogwarts
(See picture above of new Inquisitor, Dolores Jane Umbridge.)
"This is honestly pathetic," Ron spat, his mouth turned down into a pout. Brianne huffed from next to him, "Honestly, the woman is unfit for the job. Not to mention she comes barging in like she owns the place."
Y/N listened to the two as she read the words underneath the header and picture of Umbridge, her eyes subconsciously narrowing.
With public confidence in Albus Dumbledore quickly dwindling, the Ministry of Magic has passed new legislation giving itself an unprecedented level of control at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"I can't believe they've done this to Dumbledore," Y/N said sourly with a huff, "After all he's done for them."
Brianne and Ron hummed in agreement as the door of the Potions door opened, everyone turning to look at it. Ron put the paper down on the desk in front of him as Snape walked into the room, the sight of the woman behind him making the redhead glare.
"What's she doing here," he whispered to the two girls next to him, their eyes glued to the woman in pink as well. "Ruining another class, I presume," Y/N said quietly, her voice coming out dangerously calm. The three watched as Snape and Umbridge made their way down the aisles of desks, closing in on them.
As soon as the two professors arrived in front of them, Snape's hand reached down towards the desk, snatching the paper from in front of the three friends.
"Reading newspapers in my class, Mr. Weasley, Miss (Y/L/N), Miss Tju," he asked, quirking an unimpressed eyebrow up at them. Umbridge stood next to him as she evilly smiled at the scene in front of her, Brianne shooting her a scowl.
"Sorry, sir," Y/N mumbled, Snape only letting out a huff as he turned to the woman next to him. "Are you going to be here all period, Miss Umbridge?"
"It's High Inquisitor Umbridge, actually," she retaliated, the three children in front of her looking at her bored as Snape slightly glared at her. The class was silent as they watched the woman correct the professor, no one uttering a sound. "And no," she continued, "I'll be only observing for a small amount of time."
