Born From Madness (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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After the interview, Hermione listened to Ron and Harry yapping about Harry's date that went terribly wrong and the quidditch game that was coming up. Fred and George were convinced that the team was going to be slaughtered, which seemed to have gotten Harry down. Hermione suggested he come to the game with her... but it went bad when Umbridge was seen sitting three benches below them and every once in a while, she would turn and shoot Harry a mocking smirk. Jordan was there with her pet niffler and she attempted to distract Harry every time Umbridge would face them by shoving the niffler into Harry's face and telling him facts about nifflers and other magical creatures. 

Soon after a week, an owl came with a quibbler along with a bunch of letters from people committing on his and hers interview. Most of them were calling Harry and Hermione mad, but there were a few that had agreed with them about it. However, while they were reading their mail, Umbridge happened to stumble upon them and threw the biggest fit they had ever seen when she learned of what Harry had done. She was so mad she had taken fifty points and a week's worth of detentions for Harry. Not even an hour later, a new decree came into place, stating how anyone who was found with a copy of the Quibbler will be expelled. 

Hermione couldn't help the grin plastered on her face since she knew how when you ban people from doing something, they most likely were going to do it. Especially when it has to do with Umbridge banning them. And just as she had predicted, every student was reading it. Though she never saw a corner of the Quibbler, people were mumbling word for word Harry's interview and Umbridge and her rotten team were walking around trying to catch them reading it, but students were ahead of them by three steps of hiding what they were doing. 

Harry's mood seemed to lighten when people started to believe what he had been talking about especially the teachers as they rewards him with points and sweets and even Trelawney mentioned how he would live to be the next minister of magic. The topping on the cake for him was Malfoy and his crew being mad because Harry mentioned their fathers being there in the graveyard. Luna was also thrilled given all the copies had been sold out and her father had to reprint them to sell more. 

However, Hermione's mood changed when she went to sleep. She found herself sitting in a sofa chair in that strange room she had dreamt Iracebeth and Barty. But this time, the room was full of numerous people that she could not name. None of them were any of the escape convicts she had read about. There were even monstrous beasts she had no names for except there were countless of dementors looming everywhere. 

"My fellow friends," Hermione felt her mouth move but it wasn't her voice coming out from her lips, "we strive to put an end to the foolery that has been running our beloved world into the ground so far. From the miserable old oaf that sits as the damn minister to the obnoxious to the no good, power hungry monstrous hypocrite that is trying to take control of our world then to the annoying twit known as supposedly best at Hogwarts. They have lied to everyone that they know what is best for our world, but as seen, they don't. Now is the time for a better order to come forth. An order that looks for the best for our kind and not for the foolish muggles. An order that actually helps our kind; regardless of blood status!

"We have been cast aside... whether it is due to our blood status... our families... our different ways compared to the miserable attitudes of the status quo! Our demanding for something different in this life! Our demanding to be respected!  Most of you have been cast out by your own flesh and blood because you thought differently to them or something you could not control! Why should we be the ones cast aside? Why should it be us, the people, who actually deserve to be respected and held high above the rest be tossed to the gutters? Now is the time to act! Time to avenge ourselves and the prejudices that our society had forced upon us! Now we must finish them!" Hermione screamed at them. The crowd cheered and howled like crazy as they began wandering about; off to their stations in search of something contributed.