Born From Madness (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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"You think that after two nifflers I was going to let one more foul, scavenging little creature enter my office without my knowledge?," Umbridge spat as she dragged Harry by the back of his neck towards the chair in front of her desk (after removing his wand), "I had Stealth Sensoring Spells placed all around my doorway after the last one got in, you foolish boy." 

She threw him roughly into the chair. He could see Ron, Ginny, Luna, Neville and... to his surprise Jordan, who was being held in a stranglehold by Crabbe and looked almost like she was about to pass out. 

"Got them all," Warrington said before he pointed over at Jordan, "that one, tried to stop me from taking her." He pointed at Ginny, who was trying to fight off the large Slytherin girl holding her, "so I brought her along too." 

"Good, good," Umbridge said while watching Jordan trying to claw at Crabbe's hands, "I must say Miss Grimm you make a poor excuse for a Slytherin. It will be good to get rid of a disappointment such as yourself so you won't taint the name Slytherin anymore." 

Harry watched as Jordan was struggling to say something, but Crabbe only seemed to tighten around her neck. Umbridge turned back around at him, smirking her wide hideous smile at him. 

"So, Pottter, you stationed lookouts around my office and you sent this buffoon," she pointed at Ron, "to tell me the poltergeist was wreaking havoc in the Transfiguration department when I knew perfectly well that he was busy smearing ink on the eyepieces of all the school telescopes, Mr. Filch having just informed me so. 

"Clearly, it was very important for you to talk to somebody. Was it Albus Dumbledore? or the half-breed, Hagrid? I doubt it was Minerva McGonagall, I hear she is still too ill to talk to anyone." 

"It's none of your business who I talk to." He snarled. 

"Very well," Umbridge mumbled in a sweet voice that was clearly hiding her true emotions, "very well, Mr. Potter... I offered you the chance to tell me freely. You refused. I have no alternative but to force you. Draco-- fetch Professor Snape." 

Harry watched as Malfoy slithered away as he began cursing himself for being so stupid. He had thought that all the members of the Order were gone when in fact, he was wrong. There was still a member ofthe Order at Hogwarts-- Snape... but then again, would Snape put down his grudge against Sirius enough to save him? 

It wasn't long before Malfoy came popping into the room with Snape walking behind him. 

"You wanted to see me, Headmistres?" he said while he looked around at all the struggling students. 

"Yes, Profess Snape. I would like another bottle of Veritaserum as quick as you can, please." Umbridge ordered him. 

"You took my last bottle to interrogate Potter." Snape admitted, "Surely you did not use it all? I told you that three drops would be sufficient." 

Umbridge's face became flushed. 

"You can make some more, can't you?" she asked him; her voice becoming extra sweetly to hide her anger that was brewing beneath the surface. 

"Certainly." Snape told her, "it takes a full moon cycle to mature, so I should have it ready for you in around a month." 

"A month?" Umbridge hissed, "A month? But I need it this evening, Snape! I have found Potter using my fire to communicate with a person or persons unknown!" 

"Really? Well, it doesn't surprise me. Potter has never shown much inclination to follow school rules." 

"I wish to interrogate him!" Umbridge repeated, her voice crackling to reveal her rage, "I wish you to provide me with a potion that will force him to tell me the truth!"