Mischievous Glint | George Weasley

Chapter 28

"Harry. Hagrid's back."

We four sprinted to Hagrid's hut and when we arrived, we noticed he had company. It was non other than Umbridge questioning him. We peeked from his window and saw Hagrid trying to answer logically. After a minute she got out of the hut and left leaving us to meet him next. We sat on his table as he served us some tea.

"This is top-secret, right? Dumbledore sent me to parley with the giants."

"Giants? You found them?" I asked.

"Well, they're not that hard to find, to be perfectly honest. They're so big, see? I tried to convince them to join the cause. But I wasn't the only one that was trying to win them over."

"Death Eaters?" Harry asked.

"Yes. Trying to persuade them to join You-Know-Who."

"Did they?" I asked.

"I gave them Dumbledore's message. Suppose some of them remember he was friendly to them. I suppose."

"And they did this to you?" I asked concerned.

"Not exactly, no. It's changing out there. Just like last time. There's a storm coming, Harry and
Y/N. We'd all best be ready when she does."

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It was another day practicing in the room. I looked at Neville who was standing in front of a mirror looking at a picture.

"Neville?" I approached him as Harry joined in.

"Fourteen years ago... a Death Eater named Bellatrix Lestrange... used a Cruciatus Curse on my parents. She tortured them for information... but they never gave in. I'm quite proud to be their son. But I'm not sure I'm ready for everyone to know just yet." His voice was sorrowful yet proud.

"We're gonna make them proud, Neville. That's a promise." Harry said as I agreed.

"Make it a powerful memory, the happiest you can remember. Allow it to fill you up. Keep trying, Seamus. George, your turn now." Harry guided everyone. "A full-bodied Patronus is the most difficult to produce... but shield forms can also be equally useful against a variety of opponents."

"Expecto Patronum." I saw a swoosh of luminous light came out at the end of George's wand.

I raised mine up and thought my happiest memories. I thought of the time at the Grimmauld Place where I slept beside George. Y/P formed and started running around me then George. He stared at it in awe then smiled at me.

"Wow, that was really good." Harry commented.

George tried again and the light formed into a Magpie.

"You're doing it!" I squeeled as it flew around the room then sat on my shoulder.

Suddenly the chandelier on the room started shaking as well as the room. Harry and I slowly walked towards the wall where sound was coming from.

"Harry, get down!"

I pushed him from the way as the wall exploded revealing Filch, Umbridge and some Slytherins behind them. There also stood Draco Malfoy with Cho dragged into view. Just when his eyes travelled around the room and fell on me, his expression went from grimacing to regret filled. Almost shocked.

"Get them." Umbridge ordered as Percy grabbed mine and Harry's robe and ready to drag us to Dumbledore's office.

"Percy, don't touch her!" George seethed.

"You're not the director of me." He spat then dragged us away.

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"Been watching them for weeks. And see, Dumbledore's Army... proof of what I've been telling you right from the beginning, Cornelius. All your fear-mongering about You-Know-Who... never fooled us for a minute. We saw your lies for what they were: A smokescreen for your bid to seize control of the Ministry." Umbridge said as Fudge and Kingsley Shacklebolt stood behind her.

"No, professor. He had nothing to do with it. It was me." Harry took the blame on him.

"Harry." I warned.

"Most noble of you, Harry, to shield me, but as has been pointed out... the parchment clearly says 'Dumbledore's Army', not 'Potter's'. Dumbledore spoke calmly.

"I instructed Harry to form this organization. And I, and I alone, am responsible for its activities." Dumbledore said.

"Dispatch an owl to the Daily Prophet.
If we hurry, we should still make the morning edition. Dawlish, Shacklebolt, you will escort Dumbledore to Azkaban... to await trial for conspiracy and sedition." Fudge said as Kingsley started to walk towards him.

"I thought we might hit this little snag. You seem to be laboring under the delusion that I'm going to... what was the phrase? come quietly. Well, I can tell you this, I have no intention of going to Azkaban." He said as he stood behind his desk.

"Enough of this. Take him." Umbridge whispered.

Then we Dumbledore wink at us and his Phoenix flew to him as he clasped his hand on its legs and escaped leaving behind a ghast of fire sending Fudge, Umbridge and Shacklebolt back across the room. Harry and I were only standing still for I casted a shield in front of us.

"Well, you may not like him, minister... but you can't deny... Dumbledore has got style." Kingsley commented as he stood up.

Next worse thing to happen was Umbridge was now the headmaster of Hogwarts. She took us all who were in Dumbledore's in a room and told us to write lines with her rather 'special quill'. I winced as the back of my burned leaving the writings freshly carved on the skin. I ignored the piercing pain as I looked at the twins who were glaring at her. They were probably planning inside their mind to teach her a lesson. When the punishment ended, We were all walking out as I saw Cho trying to talk to Harry but he dodged her. He was obviously hurt that she ruined everything.

"Y/N!" I looked back to see George running up to me.

"Hey, George." I softly said.

"Are you alright?" He asked, eyes filled with concern.

"I'm fine." My eyes travelled down at his hand. "Let me see."

I tried to grab his hand but he moved it away.

"It's fine, darling." He said but I forcefully grabbed it to see those red marks carved on his beautiful hand. I rubbed my thumb over it soothing the pain as his hand relaxed under my touch. Suddenly I saw those marks going away. The same emerald yet small aura surrounded my hand as I stared at his now scar free hand.

"You... are amazing, women." He said as my cheeks heated up and looked up to meet his eyes.

"I-I didn't know I could do that." I breathed.

"I noticed..." He grabbed my hand which was over his and kissed it lightly. I flushed harder as he let go of my hand.

"Freddie and I are planning something to teach that old hag a lesson. I'll see you soon." He almost whispered those last words and left after bidding me.

What is he doing to me?