Only You | Hermione X Reader

Chapter 14

⚠️𝕋𝕎: 𝔸𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕖 / 𝕊𝕖𝕝𝕗-𝕚𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕣 ⚠️

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Y/N and Harry had gotten through their school day and now found themselves in front of a wooden door, the last time the Ravenclaw was here it was the night where she had found the real Moody inside a deep trunk.

Despite the traumatic experience, she had no choice but to be there so without further hesitation or thoughts to just run off, she finally knocked the door.

"Come in." Umbridge high pitched voice sounded through the door.

Y/N shared a hesitant glance with the raven-haired boy, both of them definitely contemplating whether or not to make a run for it than spend even a minute in that toad's office.

Harry nodded his head towards the door, signaling the Ravenclaw to open it, so irritatedly she did. And with no surprise, the office inside, looked dreadful.

"Good evening, Miss Y/L/N, Mr Potter." Umbridge greeted with a terrible giggle in the end, though Y/N was more curious with the oddly pink surroundings she was in, never in her life has she seen anyone done a room with full pink.

There were about fifty shades of pink in Umbridge's office. What was more disturbing is the amount of cat moving pictures hung on the wall behind Umbridge's desk, did she just enter an awfully pink cat museum?

"Sit."

Harry motioned to shut the door before he and Y/N very slowly and reluctantly made their way to the two pink desks areas across Umbridge, swinging their bags off their shoulders to the side as they took their seats.

"Both of you're going to be doing some lines for me today." Umbridge told as Y/N and Harry motioned down to their bags, about to take their quills before Umbridge stopped them, "No, not with your quill."

"You're going to be using a rather special one of mine." she added as she picked up two brown quills from her desk and placed one on each of the duo's tables. "Now, I want you to write, 'I must not tell lies.' "

A soft scoff escaped the Ravenclaw as she looked over her shoulder to where Umbridge was, "How many times?"

"Well.." Umbridge trailed off, "Let's say for as long as it takes for the message to sink in."

"You haven't given us any ink." Harry mentioned.

"Oh, you won't need any ink."

Uneasy was all the Ravenclaw felt as she let out an irritated huff, the sooner she gets this done the sooner she'll be out of here she thought, so with that note she quickly started to write.

'I must not tell lies. I must not tell lies. I mu—'

There was a sudden stinging pain on her wrist, as if there were needles constantly poking on her skin. Curiously she rolled up the sleeve of her sweater, attempting to find the cause of the pain but she wished she hadn't.