I followed the group as Harry ran to his dorm to get the invisibility cloakWe waited for a few minutes, at the end of a corridor near her office until Harry came running towards us
"Got it" he panted "Ready to go, then?"
"All right" whispered Hermione as a gang of loud sixth-years passed them "So Ron-you go and head Umbridge off...Ginny, Luna, if you can start moving people out of the corridor...I'll distract some people...Harry and Ophelia will get the Cloak on and wait until the coast is clear..."
Ron strode away, his bright red hair visible right to the end of the passage; meanwhile Ginny's equally vivid head bobbed between the jostling students surrounding them in the other direction, trailed by Luna's blonde one. Hermione also disappeared, giving us an encouraging nod
"Here" Harry said as he threw the Invisibility Cloak over both of us. We listened to the commotion
"You can't come down here!" Ginny was calling to the crowd "No, sorry, you're going to have to go round by the swivelling staircase, someone's let off Garrotting Gas just along here-"
They could hear people complaining, one surly voice said "I can't see no gas"
"That's because it's colourless," said Ginny in a convincingly exasperated voice "but if you want to walk through it, carry on, then we'll have your body as proof for the next idiot who doesn't believe us"
Slowly, the crowd thinned. The news about the Garrotting Gas seemed to have spread; people were not coming this way any more. When at last the surrounding area was quite clear, I turned to him and said quietly "I think that's as good as we're going to get, Harry-come on, let's do it"
We broke into Umbridge's office where Harry immediately drops to the fireplace. I grab my wand and instantly start glancing through the glass. Harry looks to me
"You go" I tell him "I'm not sure how to properly do it"
He nods then places his head in the fireplace, before dropping the powder. I listen to him as he calls out for Sirius my heart aching. Not long later the toad enters her office. She has a menacing grin as I'm then pushed against the wall. I watch as she drags Harry out of the fire by his hair
"You think" she whispered, bending Harry's neck back even further, so that he was looking up at the ceiling "that after two Nifflers I was going to let one more foul, scavenging little creature enter my office without my knowledge? I had Stealth Sensoring Spells placed all around my doorway after the last one got in, you foolish boy. Take his wand" she barked at some of the inquisitorial members in the room "Hers, too"
My wand was taken off of me by Draco who gave me a disappointed look. Millicent pinned me against the pink wall of her office
"I want to know why you are in my office" Umbridge demanded, shaking the fist which was clutching his hair
"I was...trying to get my Firebolt!" Harry croaked
"Liar!" She shook his head again "Your Firebolt is under strict guard in the dungeons, as you very well know, Potter. You had your head in my fire. With who have you been communicating to?"
"No one-" Harry replied, trying to pull away from her
"Liar!" shouted Umbridge. She threw him from her and he slammed into the desk. He looked up at me before glancing at Draco who was throwing Harry's wand into the air before catching it again
There was a commotion outside and several large Slytherins entered, each gripping Ron, Ginny, Luna, Hermione and surprisingly Neville, who was trapped in a stranglehold by Crabbe and looked in imminent danger of suffocation. All five of them had been gagged
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Ophelia || Harry Potter
Fanfiction[BEING GRADUALLY REWRITTEN INTO THIRD PERSON] "The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance" - Aristotle What if this inward significance was being able to create a piece moments before it happen...