A watery witch of his heart (Harry Potter)

A detention of Hades

A new day came and in class i was beside Hermonie and just next with Harry by my side having a piece of paper flying around it was nice until it was burn down

"Good morning, children."

"Oh the she devil appeared." I whispered

"Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations. O-W-Ls. More commonly known as OWLs. Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be severe. 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."

"What?!" The books were a joke looking in

"Yes?"

"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells?"

"Using spells? Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom."

"We're not gonna use magic?"

"You'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way."

"What use is that? If we're attacked, it won't be risk-free."

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class."

"Really cause that seemed like a good question to ask."

"Thats enough miss. Dumbledore." She said gently i rolled my eyes annoyed

"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."

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

"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort." I spoke sharply

"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."

"It's not a lie. Serenity and i saw him. We fought him."

"Detention, Mr. Potter."

"Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord?" I spoke

"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident."

"It was murder. Voldemort killed him." I said standing up speaking sharply

"Enough! Enough. See me later, Mr. Potter. Miss. Dumbledore. My office." I took a deep breath and sat back down my hand bowled up in anger my eyes began to glow white but Hermione rub my arm to keep me calm.

After class behind harry

"Come in." We walked into her office and my word was it disturbingly pink

"Good evening, Mr. Potter. Miss. Dumbledore. Sit." We both sit down

"You're going to be doing some lines for me today, Mr. Potter. Miss. Dumbledore. No, not with your quill. Going to be using a rather special one of mine. Now... I want you to write, "I must not tell lies."

"How many times?"

"Well, let's say for as long as it takes for the message to sink in."

"You haven't given us any ink." I asked