The next day I had classes, I sat next to Harry like I usually do.
"No, no. There's no need for that." Umbridge looked at me, "You're going to go sit next to Ms. Parkinson."
Fuck, not Pansy, anybody but Pansy.
"Profesor-" I began.
"Did i stutter?" Umbridge slightly giggled.
I let out a puff of air and stood up.
"Good luck." Harry muttered to me.
I went over and sat next to Pansy.
"Hey, you little bitch." Pansy spat at me.
"Fuck of, twat." I hissed back.
"Oo, I like the attitude, maybe this won't be as much of hell as I thought it'd be." she smiled.
"I'm sure it will be." I rolled my eyes.
"You're brothers pretty cute," Pansy began, "too bad he's a pathetic nutter." she laughed wickedly.
I ignored her, she was just trying to get under my skin.
"I remember last year, I saw you at the yule ball with one of those Weasle-bee's. Of course you'd go for the poor type." she laughed even more.
"You better shut the hell up, Pansy. I bloody swear." I grabbed the colar of her shirt and looked at her sternly.
"Whatever you say," Pansy said sarcastically, "after all you are one of the chosen ones."
"Ms. Potter, is there a problem?" Umbridge smiled wickedly at me.
"Yea, there is. You're a fucking twat." I said, immediately regretting it.
Pansy had gotten under my skin, and now I was in deep shit, but for some reason i decided to keep going because...well I don't know but all I did know if that Umbridge is a twat.
Aside from this...I felt like I have been getting angrier recently. Another thing, I've been getting visions, of the ministry and Voldemort's voice.
"Excuse me?! Why on earth would you ever say that?!" Umbridge's eyes widened.
"Because," I showed her my hand with had a scab with the words I must not tell lies on it, "I must not tell lies. You taught me that, didnt you?" I gave her the same smile she gave me just moments earlier.
"Leave, now!" Umbridge exclaimed at me.
"Good, we don't learn a damn thing in this class." I picked up my bag.
"You foolish girl," Umbridge started charging towards me.
"Fucking shit, why the hell would I-" I began to mumble to myself.
"You're going straight to Dumbledore. Let's see how he'll deal with you." Umbridge scowled at me.
Yes! I've been trying to talk to Dumbledore this entire school year, and all I did was need to get in trouble?! Well damn, ok then.
Suddenly Harry stood up, everyone turned towards him.
"Where do you think you're doing, Mr.Potter?" Umbridge asked him.
"I'm going with Astra." Harry stated.
Obviously he wanted to talk to Dumbledore too.
"Did I tell you that you could go to Dumbledore's? No, I didn't, you're just as foolish as your sister." Umbridge scoffed.
"Yea, maybe it's the trauma from being face to face with Voldemort." Harry spat.
"He's not back." Umbridge said through her teeth.
Harry rushed past her and left the classroom with me.
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We got to Dumbledore's office and he wasn't there.
"Fuck." I sat down in a chair, "I can't go back to Umbridge's class. She hates us, Harry."
"Really? I didn't notice." Harry said sarcastically.
"Fuck off, Harry." I spat back.
He sat down in a chair too. "I already saw that you and Pansy were getting into an argument." Harry rubbed his eyes.
"Really? I didn't notice." I mocked him and rolled my eyes.
"Damn, you're in a bad mood...is it your p-"
"It's not my period, Harry." I scoffed.
"Well damn, I was going to get you chocolate or something, but no. " Harry stood up and paced around Dumbledore's office.
"I'm not sure if it's been happening to you...but I've been having these-" I began.
"Dreams? Me too. It's like...of the ministry, or something. I think they're making me...angrier." Harry mumbled.
"Same. Did you see what I said to Umbridge?!" I exclaimed, "I would've never done that."
"Well...you can have an attitude sometimes." Harry mumbled.
"Yea, because people annoy me." I scoffed.
"We should get back to class." Harry stated.
"Hell no. I'm not going back there." I slumped down in my chair.
Harry sat down next to me.
"Pansy called you cute." I blurted.
"What?!" Harry frowned.
"But then she called you a nutter." I bit my lip.
"Brilliant." Harry clenched his teeth.
"I'm going to start saying brilliant, to show you how everyone feels when you say it, so you can see how damn annoying it is." I smiled.
"You do that."
"Brilliant." I raised my eyebrow.
