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"You're not a burden"






"𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀." 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃, unlocking the door to Umbridge's office.

The door swung open and the five students walked into the horrendous pink room, covered in pictures of cats, and straight to the fire place.

"Alert the order if you can." Harry spoke as green flames lit up the fire place.

"Are you mental?" Ron responded, "We're going with you."

"It's too dangerous."

"Shut up Harry." Cassiopeia sighed, leaning down next to him, "We're are all going."

"No."

"When are you going to get it into your head." Hermione joined the pair, "We're in this together."

"That you are." The unmistakable voice of Umbridge interrupted.

One by one Slytherins came into the room, Crabbe, and Goyle were first, followed by 2 others from sixth year.

Crabbe made eye contact with Cassiopeia, shaking his stupid head and rolling his eyes.

The four standing around Harry were grabbed, wand to their necks, and pulled towards the wall, whilst Umbridge grabbed harry placing him onto her chair.

Umbridge started mumbling nonsense to and about Harry, as she walked back and fourth throughout her office. The door then swung open once again, two more Slytherins walked in, Ginny and Luna in their arms.

Then came Draco, not to the surprise of Cassiopeia, "Cought this one trying to help the Weasley girl!" He spat, dragging Neville in.

Draco made eye contact with Cassiopeia, then drifted over to Theo, scoffing at the pair as he tried to contain Neville.

"You were going to Dumbledore weren't you." Umbridge leant over Harry.

"No." He spoke, followed by a slap from Umbridge.

"You sent for me Headmistress?" The unmistakable voice of Snape spoke as he walked into the classroom, his eyes scanning the scene.

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐚 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭 Where stories live. Discover now