𝙈𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙖 || harry potter

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚, 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙮

Cassie never payed much attention to the Quidditch teams, only if the players had their shirts off, but now the Gryffindor team had 4 Weasleys playing it was hard to ignore.

Ron had made the house team as a Keeper, his mother was incredibly proud of him as her voice boomed through the Great Hall as her howler arrived.
Unlike the howler Ron received in second year, this one was much more pleasant but still just as loud.

Many of the Gryffindors praised Ron, whilst the Slytherins belittled and ridiculed him endlessly.

"You know," Harry said as he moved up the table next to Cassie. "there's tryouts today, you'd make a great chaser."

"I'd sooner be seen dead then doing exercise willingly Harry." Cassie said unenthusiastically.

"Oh come on, you was great at the burrow! Might've been even better than me." Harry pleaded.

That was true, Cassie was much better than Harry when they played the summer before fourth year.

The year everything turned to shit.

"You'd look good in the Quidditch uniform too. That's a bonus." Harry added cheekily.

"Potter, i'd look good in anything." Cassie smirked smugly.

"So that's a yes?" Harry asked optimistically.

"In your dreams." Cassie replied as she walked away.

"Tryouts tonight!" he shouted to her, ignoring the rejection.

No one was expecting to see McGonagall and Umbridge arguing in the corridor that Sunday morning, Cassie would describe it like a cat fight, literally on Minnies part.

"And what exactly are you insinuating?" Umbridge asked astounded by the accusations.

"I'm merely requesting that when it comes to my students, you conform to the prescribed disciplinary practices!"

By now, a crowd of students had gathered to watch, anticipating which Professor
would throw the first spell.

"So silly of me, but it sounds as if you're questioning my authority in my own classroom, Minerva." Umbridge spoke, moving a step up the staircase.

"Not at all, Dolores." Minnie mimicked, moving up so her and Umbridge were level. "Merely your medieval methods!"

Umbridge scoffed, seeming utterly surprised by the truth of her punishments.

"I'm sorry dear, but to question my practices, is to question the ministry, and by extension the Minister himself."

"Well he is a bit of a wanker." Cassie spoke out, resulting in Fred and George placing hands over her mouth.

"I am a tolerant woman, but the one thing I will not stand for is, disloyalty." Umbridge continued.

"Disloyalty?" McGonagall chorused, in utter shock. The Ministry were the ones who were disloyal. Their denial would kill countless witches and wizards.

"Things at Hogwarts, are far worse than I feared. Cornelius will want to take immediate action." Umbridge addressed the onlookers.