The Wingman | Fred Weasley x Reader ✓

11. Blood Status

Despite Umbridge banning any school associations, Harry's study group managed to have their first official meeting four days after the one at Hog's Head. Dobby the Ex-House Elf had managed to find the Room of Requirement, which had adjusted itself t0 be fitting for a Defence Against the Dark Arts training.

''It's bizarre,'' Fred commented as he looked around the familiar-yet-unfamiliar room. ''We once hid from Filch here, remember, George?'' His twin nodded in agreement.

Harry cleared his throat, cutting everyone from looking around the room. ''Well, I've been thinking about the sort of stuff we ought to do first and-'' He cut himself off at the raised hand. ''Yes, Hermione?''

''I think we ought to elect a leader.''

''Harry's our leader.'' Cho Chang answered at once.

After they properly voted Harry the leader and decided to name themselves Dumbledore's Army, Harry decided they'd be practicing the Expelliarmus charm as it had helped him a lot in his fight against Voldemort. Y/n shuddered at the thought, not being to imagine going against You-Know-Who in the flesh.

Y/n ended up paired with fourth-year Collin Creevy, which she found rather unfair as she was much more advanced than him. She'd much rather have been paired with her sister so she can go harder on her for fun. ''Alright, you can go first. Give it your all.''

Collin seemed reluctant as he nodded. He raised his hand and pointed it at the older girl. ''Expelliarmus!'' Y/n felt her wand twitch, but didn't fly out of her hand.

''That was good! Try again! Focus on my wand, okay?'' Y/n encouraged him. Collin nodded and tried again.

Fred's focus had moved from his partner - Lee - and towards Y/n, watching her as she helped Collin Creevy disarm her. He felt himself smile when she cheered once he succeeded in sending her wand flying. It hit Zacharius Smith in the head, but neither of them cared as they high-fived.

''Expelliarmus!'' Fred felt his own wand flying out of his hand, turning back to Lee in surprise. Lee had a smirk on his face, jerking his head slightly towards Y/n.

''Shut up.''

''I didn't say anything.''

''You were thinking it.''

''You can't judge me for thinking!''

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Umbridge's class was as boring as usual, but Y/n had no willpower to argue with her anymore. Now when there was a faint scar on the back of her hand reminding her of the blood quill and the fact she was getting lessons from Harry anyway. Her NEWTs were basically in the bag.

Once class ended, everyone started packing their things. Y/n was talking with Lisa and Michelle as they were still getting ready. ''Hem, hem.''

The three girls, along with Fred, George and Lee, who were still in the classroom, looked up to see Umbridge with her pink attire and annoying smile. Y/n felt shivers run down her spine as she realized she was her target.

''Miss L/n, if you wouldn't mind, would you like to have a chat with me in my office?'' Umbridge asked, though it didn't sound like a request at all.

''Have I done something wrong, Professor?'' Y/n self her nails digging in the palm of her skin.

Umbridge shook her head. ''No, no, of course not! I'd just like to get to know our Head Girl, that's all.''

Y/n didn't dare look away from Umbridge, but her friends were all sharing looks of fright and confusion.