"CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE, DRACO?" I yelled. "HERMIONE WAS THE ONLY PERSON APART FROM YOU THAT KNEW ABOUT THESE SCARS! HOW CARELESS ARE YOU, HONESTLY?" I cried.
"I WAS DOING YOU A FAVOUR! YOU'D RATHER TELL EVERYONE NOW THE EASY WAY THAN HAVE T...
(I think the song represents the ending of this chapter rlly well, lol)
Words: 473 1st person (Y/n's pov)
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"Astronomy Tower."
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I sat in the Slytherin dorm, impatiently waiting for the clock to turn to exactly 11:00pm. Harry had replied to my letter; requesting me to meet him outside the great hall at an hour passed curfew.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
The clock was starting to drive me crazy. I couldn't help but worry about what Umbridge had been doing, and I had to wait another fifteen minutes for all of my answers.
For the rest of my spare time, all I did was stare at the clock.
Waiting.
Finally, I crept down the vast corridors of the school, on my way to the great hall. It's times like these when I wish I was a Gryfindoor.
It would be so much easier speaking with him in the Gryfindoor common room after curfew, but I'm not aloud to know the password to the tower.
"Y/n?" A voice behind me snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Harry." I sighed in relief. "Where is it we should speak? I don't think it's safe talking here."
"Astronomy tower."
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The pair made their way to the tower in a tense, yet comfortable, silence.
After five, maybe ten, minutes, Y/n and Harry had made their way from the great hall to the astronomy tower.
"Ok," Harry broke the silence. "I'm guessing Umbridge did the same thing to you and Malfoy as she did did to me." He gently unwrapped a thin bandage that was around his hand, revealing swollen scars across him, each reading, 'I must not tell lies.'
Copying his movement, Y/n revealed her hand that had once been covered by the sleeve of her cloak. Unlike Harry, her's read, 'I shall pay attention in class'.
"Is it everyone she's doing this too?" Asked Y/n curiously. Once Harry had nodded, Y/n finally came to the realisation.
Umbridge isn't just here to spy on Hogwarts for the Ministry.
She's here to send Dumbledore to Azkaban.
•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• A/N •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Finally, I'm posting!!!! I'm sorry it's so short, I've been quite busy lately, but at least I'm not hungover any more, lol.
Sorry it's not the best, also, this is going to be quite different to the actual story.
Did I write that ending on the spot without a plot? Yes.
Do I somewhat regret it? Yes
Do I have a crazy, yet simple explanation? Yes.
But yea, sorry it's short lol.
QOTC: If you had to cast the patrons charm, what would your memory be? You don't have to share if it's personal, just tell me if you have one xx
Mine: the time me and my gf kissed under the fireworks
