"Sometimes I feel like the stars are brighter when you're around."
At this, the dark haired girl giggled, her grey eyes flashing in the moonlight.
"Very cheesy," She smirked, "Although, I was thinking the same thing about you."
"Maybe its because w...
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Oh, my love
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"I already hate her." whispered Lyra, to Draco who was sitting beside her. She glanced over at Harry who was next to Ron in the row one over, shaking her head as they shared a knowing look. This class was about to be a bunch of bullshit.
Defense against the dark arts had just begun and Professor Umbridge had only stated her name and started talking about OWLs.
"Now," The Professor said in her high pitched voice, "Open your books to page one, and read up until chapter two."
Lyra looked up just as Hermione was turning in her chair to look back at her.
"I've already read it, actually i've read ye whole book."
"Then what seems to be the problem?"
"It doesn't say anything in here about actually using defensive spells ."
"I can't imagine any situation where you would need to use defensive spells, in my classroom. You surely aren't expecting to be attacked during class?"
"We're not going to use magic!?" Ron blurted out.
"Students will raise their hands when they wish to speak in my classroom, Mr..."
"Weasley." Ron said, thrusting his hand into the air.
Professor Umbridge just pursed her lips and turned away.
Harry, Hermione, and Lyra's hands all shot up too.
Draco looked at his sister, he could see the anger in her eyes, he knew he had to pick his battles and this wasn't one he would win.
"The point is to use magic in a safe, risk free way."
Lyra sat up straight, looking at Umbridge with a look that would cause anyone else in the room to cower. " If we get attacked it won't be in a 'risk free' way. How do you expect us to defend ourselves in the real world, if you can't even let us use magic let alone teach us properly?"
"Miss Malfoy I suggest you-"
"Yeah, how do you suppose we'll be able to face what's out there!"
"Hand, Mr. Potter." She said, once again turning away when he did put his hand up.
"I do not wish to criticize the way things have been run in this school," she said in a tone that made them all sure she was about to do what she said she wouldn't, "but you have been exposed to some very irresponsible wizards in this class, not to mention, extremely dangerous half breeds."
