In Remembrance of Peter Pettigrew
All those who knew the truth (and weren't mature) cheered. Loudly.
("He's dead! He's dead! He's dead!")
The rest of the hall was confused.
"Isn't he already dead?"
"Wasn't he a hero?"
"What the heck is wrong with them?"
who must've been an alright guy to start with
"Sadly," Remus affirmed, Snuffles nodding in agreement. "I wish we had known what a git he was back then"
Umbri-Umbitch disagreed, obviously, "Mr. Pettigrew was a he-"
"Aw, shut up, you evil toad!" Harry yelled not being able to hold in his emotions against her anymore.
The... person in question grinned in a sadistic manner.
"Tut, tut, Mr. Potter. That would be another detention for-"
"Minster Fudge, Madam Bones, Aurors Moody and Tonks? Correct me, if I'm wrong, but using Dark Objects on minors is illegal, isn't it?" Iris interrupted
They nodded, wondering what the Girl-Who Lived was planning to achieve with that.
The students however did know it and didn't dare to breathe, afraid to miss something.
Umbridge herself paled.
"And Blood Quills are Classified Dark Objects, Level 4, correct?" Suzanne continued.
They all nodded again.
"So say, a Professor, using Blood Quills for Detention is illegal?" Isabella added
"Yes, Ms. Abbott, but what exactly -"
"In that case, I'm afraid you have to arrest Professor Umbridge. You see?" Silver said
She stood up and showed her his fist with the scars. Soon, every single member of the DA who had the scars (minus Smith and Edgecrombe ), all Gryffindors, most Huffelpuffs and Ravenclaws and even some Slytherins were standing, showing their fists to the Minister.
The other teachers were out for blood. No one would hurt their students and get away with it.
"Aurors Moody and Tonks, please arrest this toad," ordered Madam Bones.
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In Remembrance of those lost
FanfictionIn 1995 Hogwarts gets a letter that shows them the people who died and how they died. How will this change the future? Read to find out
