CHAPTER TWENTY THREE : FIRENZE, PATRONUS AND THE SNEAK

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A/N : HEYY ANOTHER CHAPTERRR and unedited too! anyway please do comment and vote tysm. 


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"I'll bet you wish you hadn't given up Divination now, don't you, Hermione?" Parvati smirked.

The scene was set during breakfast, two days after the dismissal of Professor Trelawney. Parvati was busily curling her eyelashes around her wand, inspecting the result in the reflection of her spoon. They were about to attend their first lesson with Firenze that morning.

"Not really," Hermione responded with indifference, her eyes focused on the Daily Prophet. "I've never really liked horses." She turned a page of the newspaper, scanning its columns.

(Y/n) couldn't stifle her laughter, which earned her an irritated glare from Parvati.

"He's not a horse, he's a centaur!" Lavender exclaimed, sounding shocked.

"A gorgeous centaur ..." Parvati sighed dreamily.

"Well, it doesn't make any difference, to be honest," (Y/n) chimed in as she emptied her goblet.

"Yeah, he's still got four legs," Hermione added coolly. "Anyway, I thought you two were all upset that Trelawney had gone?"

"We are!" Lavender assured her.

"Doesn't look like it," (Y/n) remarked, causing Lavender to shoot her an offended and disgusted look. The two of them were still not entirely comfortable with each other, despite being on speaking terms now.

"Just so you know, Weasley, we went up to her office to see her; we took her some daffodils – not the honking ones that Sprout's got, nice ones," Lavender continued, ignoring the mocking smile that played on (Y/n)'s lips.

"How is she?" Harry inquired.

"Not very good, poor thing," Lavender replied sympathetically. "She was crying and saying she'd rather leave the castle forever than stay here with Umbridge, and I don't blame her. Umbridge was horrible to her, wasn't she?"

"I can relate to that, to be honest," (Y/n) added, prompting everyone to turn and look at her. She sighed innocently, "I mean, if I'd been sacked because of that horrible toad-like woman, and these two," she pointed at Lavender and Parvati, "were the only ones to comfort me, I'd probably break down." Ron snorted, but he quickly stopped when Parvati shot him a disgusted look, and Harry pretended to reach for a fork under the table. (Y/n) knew he did it to hide his grin.

"What's your problem?" Lavender asked (Y/n) angrily.

"Look in the mirror, and you'll see," (Y/n) replied disinterestedly, while Hermione shook her head in mild disapproval.

"You know, I've got a feeling Umbridge has only just started being horrible," Hermione chimed in, trying to defuse the situation.

"Impossible," Ron interjected as he tucked into a hearty plate of eggs and bacon, having managed to stifle another snort. "She can't get any worse than she's been already."

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