As expected, Eris was exhausted by her last period of the day; it was also the period she would not be able to stand, Defense Against the Dark Arts. Eris' makeup had smudged, her hair got ratty, and her clothes wrinkled. The Ravenclaws had this class with the Gryffindors, so at least she would be surrounded by some similar minded people. Well, at least people who weren't afraid to call out bullshit.
Eris was pretty sure that was the Gryffindors' thing. What do you expect when you put the bravest people in the school together? There definitely will be some form of chaos and rebellion.
Eris walked into the classroom and took a seat in the second row in the back of the room. Umbridge was sitting at the desk in the front, a curved and thin smile painted on her face, as Eris looked around, she noticed how it had changed from last year. Pink wallpaper shielded the previously stone walls, it was an ugly color of pink too. In Eris' opinion, the color was obnoxiously bright.
Once all the students were in their seats, Ms. Bitchy Pink Lady picked herself up from the desk and trotted through the rows. She began her lecture,
"This unit you are to take your NEWT exams. To prepare yourself for these exams you will have to read and take notations from the textbook material..."
Angelina Johnson interrupted the Professor, "Wait, what about actual practice?"
"Miss Johnson, you must respect me and raise your hand in this class. You all will not create anarchy in this room. And you have no need to use such spells in this room. Some students may object to this statement, but the Ministry knows no harm will come to children like yourselves and there is nothing to be afraid of."
Eris had already lost it.
"What? Like what? First off, like half of us already are legal adults. Second, have you just been living under a rock or something? Or are you letting the Ministry brainwash you? It's pretty obvious that there's a war on the rise no matter what side you're on, and you'd have to be blind to say otherwise."
"Miss Malacoda. Firstly, your hand must be raised, I demand basic respect in this classroom. But I promise you, there is absolutely nothing to worry about, and you seem to be the one brainwashed by this idea that something is out there to hurt you." The woman's voice was dripping with fakeness, and Eris was not here for it.
"Sorry Dolores I don't really respect you, so like... I don't really think you deserve my hand raised."
"Meet me in my office at 7 o'clock tonight for detention. You will also serve detention tomorrow."
Eris already knew that Snape would be way more bearable compared to this class. What really rubbed her the wrong way was how the mousy woman just smiled psychotically throughout the whole conversation. Now Umbridge was droning on about what subjects their textbooks would cover and what they were to work on today.
Eris struggled to focus. She felt the stares of her classmates behind her. To any outsider, Eris Malacoda's paranoia was quite apparent. By the way her foot was twitching, the way she would play with her quill, it was obvious the girl was anxious.
It was when she heard a snicker coming from behind her, she lost her shit. Every ounce of anger and anxiety that Eris' brain was able to absorb, all of it was released. Eris aggressively collected her belongings; she was done. There was no other way to explain it. She was just done.
"I hope you all know, if you don't see anything that's going on here and think I'm crazy, you're all idiots."
With that declaration, Eris stormed out of the classroom. It appeared that yet again, the Malacoda girl was stuck in her own mind. When too much bullshit was going on, that's what she would do, blow up, then keep to herself and overthink everything and anything.
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FanfictionShe sees the world in colors. He is electric blue. There are two things to know about Eris Malacoda: 1. she has synesthesia 2. she doesn't give a single f*ck. And when she tells off her teacher, she's sure to get some attention. Will it be welcom...