❝𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞
Jupiter Black has been isolated from the outside world her entire life up until the age of thirteen. During a duel with her mother, Jupiter tragically witnesses her death and flees from h...
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 15
I SIT INSIDE THE DEFENCE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS CLASSROOM AND COPY THE SELECTED TEXT FOUR TIMES VIA UMBRIDGE'S REQUEST. My mouth is squeezed shut tightly as I feel Umbridge's cold look on me as she walks past, her wands clasped tightly in her grip.
She hums slightly with a skip in her pace as she continues to walk along down the gap between the desks. I resist the urge to roll my eyes and begin my third copy of the text. My hand begins to cramp but I shake it off.
I can feel a gaze on me and turn my head slightly to see Harry staring at me from the desk beside him. He smiles at me softly and I give him one in return as butterflies erupt in my stomach. My heart beat quickens and I can feel my hair turn pink.
Umbridge clears her throat as she walks back through the gap between Harry and I's desk and my hair instantly turns back to its ebony black colour. She's given me an idea, I know something that will really piss that witch off.
For the rest of the day I had neon blue hair, and she wasn't legally allowed to stop me.
˓𓄹 ࣪˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑
I stand inside the room of requirement, my hair a dark blue. I hold my wand in my hands as I speak out to everyone. "Stunning is one of the most useful spells in your arsenal. It's something that you will need and could save your life." I walk down the large area before turning back to look at Nigel.
"Give me your best shot, Nigel." I put my wand back in my skirt (as Umbridge made a new rule stating how students must wear the uniform of their gender) and hold my arms out. The young boy gulps and nods before yelling out. "Stupefy!" He calls out and I get knocked back on my bum. I see that it did more damage to him than me.
I push myself to stand and brush my hands down my skirt. "Not bad, Nigel. Great effort." The boy rolls onto his bum and sits there, smiling proud of himself. "Okay, everyone! Break into pairs and practice." Harry calls out and everyone does as he says.
His eyes lock on me and he walks towards me with a kind smile on his lips. "They all listen to you, you're a great teacher, much better than Umbridge." I smile at his words and take a step towards him, only for the stupid tights to annoy me. I let out an angry breath, and use my metamorphmagi ability to change my skirt and tights into the trousers I usually wear.
"Sorry, I just can't stand the fact that I'm not allowed to wear trousers anymore." I say and let my long dark blue hair shrink sizes, for it to be out of the way. Harry watches me softly.
"And she's made a rule that I'm not allowed to use my ability, which is illegal. I need to do something about it, because she doesn't have the right, no matter how much she says it's Fudge's word- Fudge's word is her word, because he's like her lapdog and does what she says. Coward." I mumble and push back the small strands of hair from my face.
"Sorry, the woman infuriates me." I grit my teeth together and watch as everyone forms a path to allow Ron and Hermione to practice. I move to watch them both. Harry does the same and I fold my arms over my chest, watching them.
"Stupefy!" Hermione yells out and Ron yelps as he gets knocked backwards. I move over to Hermione, who giggles as a group of girls surround her. I lift my hand and she hits hers in it. "Good, that was good 'Mione." I say to her and her cheeks get dusted in a pink blush at the compliment.
I look over at Ron, whose face is a bright red from embarrassment. Harry is beside him, speaking to his best friend and I look at my boyfriend softly. Boyfriend, Harry's my boyfriend.
My cheeks warm at the thought and I turn my gaze back to Hermione, only to feel Harry's gaze move to look at me which makes my heart flutter beneath my chest.
