till death do us part | draco malfoy

34.

my baby.

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The next morning, Juliet found her usual seat next to Neville in DADA, her spirits lifted from the buzzing chatter and laughter from the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws that filled the room. She sent an smile over at Hermione, who subtly sent one back.

"Hey Jules," Padma greeted, Elizabeth trailing behind as Padma planted an kiss on Juliet's head. Juliet let out an giggle. Elizabeth and Padma took their usual seats, residing in the row in front of Neville and Juliet.

Elizabeth, sitting directly in front of Neville, turned around to face Juliet. The blonde leaned in whisper, her blonde locks tracing over Neville's desk and causing him to burn red.

The blonde let out an cinematic sigh, "Oh I do hope this Professor Umbridge isn't mad."

"I heard she's from the Ministry." Neville mumbled.

"I'm sure she's an nice lady." Juliet chuckled.

Padma, out of utter boredom, flickered her wand and conjured an small origami raven out of the parchment laying on her desk. As it fluttered into the air, the room filled with squeals from both Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. Padma folded her arms proudly as she heard the praises from her classmates.

"Oh please it's an simple charm, Granger." snarled Elizabeth as Hermione praised Padma's work. Juliet couldn't help but roll her eyes at the endless rivalry between Hermione and Elizabeth.

The excitement halted to an end as the raven fell and was burned to an clutter of ashes. The class looked to the back of the room to see the murderer of the raven — indeed it was Professor Umbridge, the tiny woman with the longest of speeches at the Feast last night, smirking with an wide Cheshire-like grin. Juliet decided at that moment that Elizabeth's love of blue was certainly no match for Professor Umbridge's obsession of pink.

"Good morning, children." let out Professor Umbridge.

The class stayed silent as Umbridge walked through the aisles to the front of the room. She lifted her wand and pointed it to the blackboard, spelling out the word O.W.Ls

"Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations," she told them in an voice similar to an adult speaking to an toddler, "More commonly known as — O.W.Ls. Study hard and you will be rewarded." She nodded to all of them. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be..." She let out a giggle. "Severe."

With the wave of her wand, an thick book was placed in front of every student. Juliet, like many others, opened the book with curiosity as Umbridge continued to speech. "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."

Juliet's brows scrunched with confusion, flipping through the pages once more out of disbelief. Neville leaned towards her, "What's the matter?"

Juliet looked up from the book and at Neville, speaking in a whisper. "There's...um...there's no spells in the book." She chuckled.

"What?" Neville let out quietly.

"Let's not panic, perhaps she's going to give us another textbook as well." Juliet nodded with a bright smile.