The Jade Malfoy Book 2: Order of the Phoenix

Chapter 17

Once Care of Magical Creatures is over, Ursa doesn't see her friends until Defense Against the Dark Arts. Ursa walks into the classroom, where her friends already are, and sets her bag down at her desk, Draco behind her. Ursa walks up to Umbridge's desk. "Uh oh." Draco says.

"What is she doing?" Hermione asks.

Ursa puts both of her hands on Umbridge's desk. "Yes Miss Malfoy?" Umbridge asks in a sickening sweet tone. "What happened to your hand?"

"I know advanced healing magic." Ursa says before leaning forward. "Now listen here you walking bottle of Pepto-Bismol. It is going to take more than a cursed quill and telling my father to get me to be quiet. I was there that night. And despite what Fudge seems to think, Dumbledore is not forcing me to say anything. I do not fear my father. I do not fear you."

"You should watch what you say." Umbridge replies. "You have no idea what I'm capable of."

"No," Ursa whispers harshly. "You have no idea what I am capable of. I took down a top Durmstrang seventh year last Christmas. My aunt is Bellatrix Lestrange and I am a saner, but just as terrifying version of her. I am a member of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. Dark magic runs in my blood. Do not. Mess. With me." Ursa turns and storms back to her desk.

"What did you whisper to her?" Draco asks in a whisper.

"Threatened her." Ursa replies in a whisper. "Told her she has no idea what I am capable of. Told her about the Yule Ball. Told her who our aunt is and that we are Blacks and that dark magic runs in our blood."

"You're mad."

"And that's news? Look at 'Warrior' is it really that surprising I'm a little mad. Plus I'm a Dark Witch." Umbridge stands from her desk. "Bear is about to make Sad red." I'm about to make Umbridge mad.

"Sad? That's what we're calling her?" Ursa nods.

"I am articulating in this way therefore it will create zero taste if Sad demands Bear to contribute to the subject." I'm talking in this way so it will make no sense if Umbridge tells me to share with the class. Draco sighs.

"Miss Malfoy?" Umbridge says.

"Yes Professor?" Ursa asks.

"Would you like to share with the class what is so important that you must speak during my class?"

"Sure." Ursa says with a smirk. "I was just telling Draco, 'I am articulating in this way therefore it will create zero taste if Sad demands Bear to contribute to the subject.'"

"That is what you said? I highly doubt that."

"That's more or less what she said." Seamus says.

"I expected you to be the least of my problems Miss Malfoy." Harry and Ron snort and Draco sighs.

"Why the hell would you think that?" Ursa asks.

"I expected you to be quiet and respectful like your mother." Draco and Ursa both hold back laughter. "Like a lady should be." Draco snorts with Harry and Ron this time. Ursa slaps Draco's arm.

"Shut up Ferret." Draco groans and the class snickers. "Obviously your expectations were bloody wrong."

"Obviously they were. No worry. We will fix that quick, and your language. I also expect you to be wearing a skirt tomorrow." Ursa, Draco, Ron, and Harry laugh.

"Good luck with that and with all due respect, Professor, if my mother, who's ire I fear, cannot get me to stop cursing or into a skirt, I highly doubt you can."