The Wizard From A Galaxy Far Far Away [Year 5] (Male Reader x Hermione Granger)

More Like Dolores Umbit--

"Good morning, children." Umbridge said in her annoying voice that made Y/N want to punch a wall until his knuckles bled. She began walking to the front of the class while using her wand to magically write on the black board, Y/N was in a spot next to Hermione who was trying to keep him calm, knowing that Umbridge was going to give him grief just because he was in love with Hermione. "Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations. O-W-L's. More commonly known as OWLs. Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be severe."

Umbridge flicked her wand and books began to hand themselves out to students.

"Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you'll be pleased to know from now on, you will be following a carefully structured, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic." Umbridge said as Hermione put her hand up. "Yes?"

"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells." Hermione said as Y/N took one look at the book and closed it.

"Using spells? Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom." Umbridge said as even Ron had managed to figure out that something was off.

"We're not going to use magic?" Ron asked.

"You will be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk free way." Umbridge said as Harry spoke.

"Well what use is that? If we're going to be attacked, it won't be risk-free."

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class." Umbridge said as Y/N raised his hand. "It is the view of the Ministry that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations, which, after all, is what school is all about."

Y/N noticed he was being ignored so he just lowered his hand and looked at Umbridge.

'Not even first lesson an I'd happily use the killing curse on her.' thought to himself.

"And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?" Harry pointed out.

"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine would want to attack children, like yourself?" Umbridge said as Y/N just laughed to himself. "What is so funny, Potter?"

"Can I ask you a question Professor?" Y/N said calmly as Hermione felt that he was up to something.

"Of course."

"Are you on Death Sticks or something? Voldemort is back, and even if he wasn't, there are still Dark Witches and Wizards, or sith lords out there who are nutters in their own right. Darth Mater perhaps? Just because you don't want to face the truth doesn't mean you should be leading us on like lambs to the kebab shop." Y/N said as Umbridge sighed.

"Now let me make this...quite plain. You have been told, that a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This...is...a...lie." Umbridge said as Harry had had enough.

"It's not a lie. I saw him! I fought him!" Harry snapped.

"If it's a lie why are you refusing to say Voldemorts name?" Y/N pointed out as Umbridge snapped.

"Detention! Mr Potter!" Umbridge snapped, Y/N looked at Harry who looked at him.

"So according to you, Cal Kestis dropped dead of his own accord last year. It's only through a sheer bloody miracle that we're alive! My friend died fighting Voldemort and I nearly died doing the same!"

"Cal Kestis' death, was a tragic accident."

"It was murder, Voldemort killed him! You must know that!" Y/N snapped, the memories of the graveyard flashing in his mind, his hand began to tremble, Hermione turned to him and saw he was pale.

"Enough! Enough. See me later Mr Potter, my office." Umbridge said before letting out a little squeak to herself in delight. 

"Which Potter?" The two boys asked as Umbridge looked like she was fit to burst.

"HARRY POTTER!"

Later that night, Hermione was with Y/N in the common room with Y/N trying to sleep, Hermione was running her hand through Y/N's hair as he tried to get to sleep without having a flashback to Cal's death.

Ron was sat on the couch throwing a ball into the air and catching it repeatedly as they were interrupted by the door opening and Harry walking through, he looked like he was in bad shape, Y/N, Hermione, and Ron rushed to him and helped him sit in the chair, that was when Y/N noticed it. The mark on the back of his hand. Y/N used a concealment charm to help Harry cover it up earning a grateful nod from his best friend.

"Hermione, Ronald, can you two help Harry for me, he must be exhausted. I need to check on something." Y/N said as he stormed out.

As he walked through the corridors, crowds parted around him as they all saw the cold dead eyes, he walked to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom where he found Snape scolding Umbridge for something, Snape looked to Y/N as he walked into the office, his face almost forming a smirk at the comforting knowledge that Y/N was here.

"Sorry to barge in here Professor Snape. I trust I didn't interrupt anything too important."

"Not at all my boy, I was just about to leave, but I think I might stay, if not for your safety then the safety of my colleague." Snape said with a smirk.

"Mr Potter, please lea-"

"I saw what you did in your so called detention with Harry. I'm here to tell you that one way or another, that will never happen to anyone else again." Y/N said firmly as Umbridge looked at him.

"How do you plan on doing that?" Umbridge squealed with joy. Y/N looked her in the eyes.

"Mark my words Umbridge, before this school year is out, I will kill you." Y/N said as he looked her dead in the eyes, not failing to notice the pink lightsaber hilt on the desk.

"You couldn't protect your own master, you're nobody-"

"Wrong...I'm the one who's going to make sure that soon, you'll be waking up in hell." Y/N said as he left heading back to the common room...