"She's deranged. The woman deserves a bed in St Mungos'"
"You've said this every day for the past week" Severus speaks without looking up from his book
"Because it's true, every day she's not on that ward she gets more insane. She has to be stopped"
"The ministry is aware"
"Are they fully aware of everything?"
"Yes"
"So they think it's acceptable she's physically harming students?"
"What are you in about woman, hand pain from writing lines is not harmful" he mutters whilst closing his book
"No, but a black quil is!"
"And how are you so sure of that?"
"I've seen Harry's hand! Other students are suddenly hiding one hand in my classes too"
"Albus isn't here"
"And you're the next Albus we have! You have to do something. Minerva has tried but yet again this world is stuck in the 18 hundredth century where us women don't have a say in anything when it comes to the ministry."
"It's not my place to get involved."
"Did you not hear a word I just said? They're children! First years Severus! They're only 11"
"Then their parents can write to the ministry."
"And what if it was your child?"
"We don't have children"
I grab a nearby cushion and throw it at him, unfortunately, he caught it before it hit him in the face.
"For once stop having that stupid stone in front of your heart! How would you feel if our child was 11 years old getting tortured by a deranged pink woman.?"
"I will speak to the ministry"
"That didn't answer my question but good!"
I turn on my heel and walk towards the bedroom "I'm going for a bath then to bed"
"What about dinner?"
"Cook something yourself, I'm too mad at you to cook something without slipping a bad ingredient into it"
"Least you're honest" he mumbles to himself with a tone that lets me know he's smirking.
After I managed to calm myself down with a warm bubble bath I get into bed and curl up getting comfortable. Only 5 minutes later I feel Severus getting into bed and wrapping his arm around me.
"If we had a child or children and Umbridge was torturing them. I would most likely end up in Azkaban on a murder charge"
I turn over onto my back, his arm still wrapped across my stomach as he's laying on his side, elbow propped up as he leans his head against his hand.
"Really?"
"Yes, I would be furious if she so much as raised her voice to our children. But the students are not my children, besides I have a reputation to uphold. But I don't condone her actions so I will speak to the ministry about it"
"Thank you"
"You're welcome"
"You'd make a wonderful father." I smile at him
"You'd be an amazing mother, the way you mother the students shows that"
"I think my eyes with your hair would be a great combination on a girl"
"Well maybe I can do something about seeing if that can happen"
"Are you suggesting what I think you are?"
"If you're still up for it then yes"
I smile brightly and pull him on top of me where he reaches over and turns the bedside light off.
