𝙈𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙖 || harry potter

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙡

Everyone was in agreement after Umbridges first lesson that she was a total bitch.
No one could believe that they wouldn't actually be using any magic and word spread around Hogwarts fast.
Before dinner had even finished, all
of the students had heard about Umbridges new approach, some already writing letters home in frustration.

Harry was probably the first one in the
Great Hall for dinner as his dreaded detention was approaching fast, where as
Cassie had chose to skip dinner as the full packet of biscuits she ate almost made her sick, though she had no regrets about it.
After her year long ban from any Defense Against the Dark Arts classes was issued to her earlier, Cassie decided if she couldn't go to that lesson what was the point in completing the detention for it.

The common room was quiet whilst everyone was at dinner, but that soon changed when Ron and Hermione walked in.

"I mean she's insane! How on earth are we suppose to protect ourselves without practicing magic." Hermione huffed.

"Are the Ministry really that thick? Isn't it obvious he's back." Ron said sitting clearly on top of Cassie's legs.

Nothing had been resolved between Ron, Hermione or Cassie but Ron was determined to sort things out one way or another.

"Fucking hell Ron, move!"

"No." he smirked, pretending to read a book he found off of the floor.

"Ron i'm not taking the piss, move your fat arse off of me!"

"Hermione, have you ever noticed how comfy these cushions were?" Ron asked cheekily, pretending not to notice who he was sat on.

Hermione shot him a sharp glare as she thought this was the worst way possible
to make things right between them and Cassie.

"God Weasley you're such a cunt." Cassie said rolling her eyes and grabbing her wand.

In seconds, Ron was flung off of Cassie's legs and thrown onto the floor.
Just incase he had the bright idea of sitting on her again, Cassie used a sticking charm to ensure his arse stayed glued to the floor and not her.

The whole common room erupted into laughter at the sight of a ginger being thrown through the air.

"Ronald get up." Hermione sighed.

"Im trying!" He grunted. No matter how hard he tried to push himself off of the ground, his arse remained firmly stuck.

Everyone around him knew the counter spell including Hermione, yet they all kept quiet. Ron himself would've known the counter spell if he didn't sleep through that lesson last year.

The usual antics in the common room resumed whilst Ron was still stuck.
Cassie took herself off into a secluded corner to erase many of her tattoos.
After only seconds of pure concentration, she had managed to perfect the spell she needed to use to erase the many unwanted tattoos that littered her body.
The majority of them were there purely out of rebellion.

Harry had returned amidst all the chaos after his detention.
Cassie would often describe her detentions like torture, however Harrys detention was indeed pure torture tonight.

Umbridge was out of her mind, totally insane. Using black quills on students was medieval magic, to use it on students was evil.
After his detention, Harry vowed to himself to keep it a secret. If any of the quartet, even though it was currently crumbling, found out they'd urge him to take action against her.