Astrophile; ron weasley

ADVICE

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After the she-devil had dismissed class, Cass quickly gathered her stuff and ran out the door, leaving Draco and Bianca behind. It's not like they'd notice, they'd ignore her the whole class.

Cass quickly caught up with Weasley and Potter, as Granger seemed to have ran away herself. Probably to the library.

She walked up behind the two, right in between, "Boys."

Both their heads snapped back towards her. Potter looked like he'd seen a ghost, probably thought he was. Weasley, on the other hand, had this smug grin on his face.

"Wipe that look off your face, Weasley," she spat, only making his grin wider.

"No offense, but why are you here?" Potter stuttered, looking at her like she'd pull and avada and leave. She didn't understand why. Anyways, wasn't he like immortal?

"Word around the common room, her punishments are getting worse within the next month," She sighed, stopping to shutter at the thought, "try and stay low."

"What do you mean worse?" Weasley finally spoke up, "How could they possibly get worse?"

Potter ignored his statements, "Don't you think we're trying?" He had a tone of poison trickling with each word.

"I know, Potter," she sighed, "I recommend stopping breathing in her presence it seems to annoy her," she joked, "and you stop being an ass," she turned to Weasley.

"Did you just joke? I don't think i've ever heard you joke," Weasley said in disbelief.

Potter nudged him, "Shut up Ron. Why are you even telling us this?"

"On the contrary to popular belief, i'm not a complete insufferable bitch. And i don't like seeing people with their hand writing carved into their hands," she said, going slightly pale, but still managing to crack a joke.

Weasley looked at her with wide eyes as Potter spoke, "Yeah- Well thanks."

She nodded and turned away hearing the red head sputter out, "Two jokes! Two jokes in one day- bloody hell within five minutes."

Without knowing a small smile crept up onto her lips, as she left to go to her next class.

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Cassiopeia was on her way to charms when she heard the ruckus. Someone was crying, someone was talking calmly and students gathered around in a big crowd gasping.

She spots a flash of platinum hair and rushes over to him, "Draco, what's going on?"

He looks down at her with a smirk, "It's Trelawney and Umbridge."

Cassiopeia fights the urge to hit him for his ignorance and pushes her way into the crowd, away from her friend. She watched her divination teacher cower onto her trunks that Flitch is putting into a pile. Suddenly, Umbridge dressed in all her pink glory walks out making the old professor start to whimper.

Strutting in like she own the place, which she almost does, Professor Umbridge glides over to her colleague.

"Six- sixteen years i've lived and taught here," she says, softly while Umbridge holds a triumphant smile, "Hogwarts, is my home."