{Half A Hero} Hufflepuff!Reader

Chapter 16: A Big Stink

Father paced the main lobby like office. He yelled at the Professors, Umbridge, one other Auror showed up as a further witness for Umbridge. She was displeased at who came.

"Your people arent the only ones going through the shit."

"Mr L/N." Kingsley tried.

"She died three times."

Three? Oh, right. You forgot you stopped with the updates. You are your mother's child, after all. And why worry him with nothing? You healed up straight away.

His job has most of his attention, a nagging job. The best one in your opinion. You were working towards his position. If you have to work as a wheel in the system, you'll have to live towards that. Then get an island and retire. Live like Hagrid and Fang.

Father rubbed his hair, instead of pulling, thankfully. Blood of the both of you were on Dumbledore's floor from his earlier tears. Father rubbed at his neck, looked at his bloody palm, and surprisingly, did not react. He rubbed it on his cloak.

"I have to work with Malfoy now!" He complained.

You would get to work with Dragon! Lizard and Dragon! In action. Well. If there was a other threat to the world.

You were sure there would be.

"And this nonsense about her punching him!"

"I have witness accounts." Umbridge said authoritatively.

"They made a blood pact! Look at their bloody hands!"

Draco and you summoned the oath. He was also confused. He did have a black eye, however. And that was being blamed on you.

"The most they can do is verbally abuse."

Ah, your favourite method of attack.

Dumbledore stepped forward, but stopped at father's lifted finger. What little furniture standing rattled in place.

"You need to step down." He commanded. "I spoke to Cornelius about this earlier. I'm taking your place."

"Now wait a minute."

"I advise you to wait, Umbridge. Wait for your boss to tell you what we discussed."

Kingsley had also been at the meeting. And decided to update her there.

"Fired?"

"And under arrest, until further investigation. These two are wounded."

Kingsley held the delinquents hands. He frowned at them, concerned. Yours healed, but scarred, and Hazard's freely bleeding one.

Father walked over, and rubbed his thumb to heal Hazard's. Father breathed in deeply. Seeing you both with matching tattoos at such a young age horrified him.

"People are getting kidnapped." Father said slowly. "The animals are being poisoned again. Not just here, but in six other countries. Do you know what I had to do before I got here?"

"Stop." Mr Malfoy said. He stepped up, placed a firm grip on his shoulder. "You're in charge now."

Father shrugged off the gesture. He paced again. The furniture started the float back to where they had presumably been. Before father's big stink. That's what his sister liked to call their genetic Tantrums. So, you all called it that.

"I can keep the kids safe. You weren't even here to hear about this. And they had a weekend to enjoy before the torture! You could have intervened, had you been in contact with anyone, at least!"

Mcgonagall offered that the students should leave. You weren't surprised that Mr Malfoy agreed. But it was how he agreed.

He looked as on the verge of death as father.

You, Dragon and Hazard now stood in the waiting room of sorts. The landing now without the splotches of red. The speed of light was fast, but the House elves were faster.

"What happened to your eye?" Harry Hazard to ask.

"What do we do?"

"Let's check on Hagrid." You said. "He always appreciates an update. And it the best place to clear the head."

"But I'm hungry."

"I also missed dinner because of you."

"Fine. Jeez." You said, as you led the way down. "Stop at the kitchens, grab snacks for Hagrids, have dinner, fuck off to Hagrid's, right?"

"Do you want Umbridge to-"

You told them surveillance magic cant work on you. And that's why your ministry had to deal with you directly. A weapon that thankfully had her future more animal based than murderous.

They were quiet all the way down.

You tickled the pear. Greeted the elves. They offered the most recently crafted treats and foods. You bubbled what you thought would do for an after dinner tea time party.

"You think Hagrid gets weirded out by our visits?"

"No. Why?" Hazard said though his food. "Mione, ron and I are always there."

"Exactly. I go by myself. Dragon sneaks."

"I do not!"

"Say what you want. Damian is my source, and he's never wrong."