𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 // 𝐃.𝐌

CHAPTER 44-Professor Umbridge

(Ophelia's POV)
The only real perks Prefects get are the private rooms under the dorms. Sadly they're all connected meaning the sixth-year Prefects could barge in my room at any time. Draco's was right next to mine.

It was the first day of classes. Draco and I were sitting in the back. I'm pretty sure he was asleep since he was resting his head on the table.

One of the Patil twins made a paper bird and was flying it around the room. Blaise flicks it with his wand, sending it slightly forward. Suddenly it catches fire, wilting on her desk.

The whole class looks back and I quickly nudge Draco, waking him up. And there she was, Professor Umbridge. Her heels click as she walks to the front of the class.

"Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations. O-W-L's. More commonly known as OWLs!" she begins

"Study hard, and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be severe" she giggles and without a word, she magically drops the new textbooks on our table

"What is this rubbish?" Draco whispers as he inspects the book

"I read this when I was five," he says

"So did I" I whisper as I read the title. 'Dark Arts Defense: Basics for Beginners'

"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells," Granger says

"Using spells?" Umbridge laughs. I rather listen to nails on a chalkboard than her laugh.

"Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom," she says

"We're not going to use magic?" Weasley asks

"You will be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way" Umbridge explains

"Well, what use is that is we're going to be attacked, it won't be risk-free," Potter says

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class," Umbridge says

We all exchange looks, we were all thinking the same thing. "This woman's mental"

"It is the view of the Ministry that a theoretical knowledge would be sufficient to get you through your examinations, which, after all, is what school is all about" Umbridge continues

"And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?" Potter asks

"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine want to attack children like yourself?" Umbridge asks

"Oh, I dunno. Maybe...Lord Voldemort?" Potter proclaims

The whole class went silent, some looking at Potter, others looking down at their books as if they pretend it's a sin to even hear his name. Others look at me as if I was going to agree or disagree with Potter.

"Now let me make this...quite plain. You have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This. Is. A. Lie."

"It's not a lie! We saw him! I fought him!" he says pointing at me. I ignore it and pretend to read my book. Although I was staring blankly at the words.

"Stop talking please just stop talking" repeated in my head as I replay what happened with Augustus.

"It was final since your mother and I were death eaters, it was destined for you too" it replays over and over. Without realizing it a tear slips down my face, but I quickly wipe it away before someone notices

"So according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord?" Potter asks

"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident," Umbridge says

"Yeah, like your birth" Draco whispers cause me to laugh

"It was murder, Voldemort killed him! You must know that!" Potter shouts

"ENOUGH!" Umbridge shouts cause the whole class to jump

"See me later Mr.Potter. My office." she giggles

"What. A. Nightmare" Pansy scoffs as we exit her classroom

"POTTER!" Draco shouts as Potter and his friends pass us

"Twenty points from Gryffindor!" Draco says

"What? Why?" Potter asks

"Because you're breathing" Draco chuckles

"You can't do that" Granger says

"As a matter of fact Granger, I can" Draco responds as he points to his Prefect badge as we walk past the Gryffindors

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It's been a while since we've come back to school. Today was the Quidditch tryouts and to my surprise...

"Alright kids, I'm your new Quidditch captain," Eliott says as we arrive on the pitch

"You're joking" I excitedly say

"Nope, Cooch-I MEAN...Hooch made me captain since Flint graduated a year ago" he says

"But I do need a co-captain. Considering that Fred George and I are spending most of our time coming up with pranks and new gadgets"

"Are you up for it?" he asks

"Absolutely" I smirk

"Alright you sluts, meet your new co-captain!" he announces

"Now just because you were on the team last year doesn't guarantee you a spot this year," Eliott says looking specifically at Draco

"Shall we begin?" he says in an exaggerated posh accent

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"How'd it go?" Pansy asks. She was watching in the stands the whole time.

"Well I'm chaser and co-captain now," I say

"I'm seeker, as always" Draco cockily smirks

"I'm a chaser!" Blaise exclaims

"That's great!" Pansy grins

"I'll be the official Slytherin cheerleader" Pansy laughs

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"Pardon me, Professor, but what exactly are you insinuating?" Umbridge says from the hall. We were all sitting in the Great Hall for lunch

"I am merely requesting that when it comes to my students you conform to the prescribed disciplinary practices" Professor McGonagall responds

"What the hell's going on?" Draco mumbles as we follow the crowd of people

"So silly of me, but it sounds as if you're questioning my authority in my own classroom. Minerva" Umbridge responds

"Not at all, Dolores. Merely your medieval methods" McGonagall snaps

"Go off Minnie" Blaise whispers

"I...am sorry, dear. But to question my practices is to question the Ministry and by extension the Minister himself!" Umbridge says

"I am a tolerant woman, but the one thing I will not stand for is disloyalty"

"That's a woman!?" I hear a first-year ask their friend. Suddenly I realize there a big crowd now. Eliott and the Weasley twins now standing in front of us

"Disloyalty." McGonagall repeats

"Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared. Cornelius will want to take immediate action." Umbridge now says to the group of people witnessing the quarrel between her and McGonagall

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(A/N: I hate this woman with a passion)