way to go, tiger | Lorenzo Berkshire

࣪𖤐 Y5 | 13 . Grawpy

IN MY ROOM — CHANCE PEÑA

Umbridge is now headmistress of Hogwarts. Cassie, Enzo, Hermione, Harry and Ron stand outside the great hall, watching Filch nail yet another decree on the wall. Dolores Jane Umbridge has replaced Albus Dumbledore as Head of Hogwarts School of Wichcraft & Wizardry.

Cassie sighs, rubbing a frustrated hand over her face. "I'm so done with this shit." she mutters.

"You and me both." Ron sighs.

Umbridge has ruined Hogwarts. It's lost its spark. The walls are bare, stripped of its portraits. So many rules have been put in place that students are afraid to move. Morale is as low as it has ever been— and Hogwarts has suffered a lot over the past five years.

Not to mention, O.W.L's have began by the time April rolls around. Cassie had her Potions examination today and it didn't go well. She's been in a dull mood since leaving that examination hall, with the lingering side-effects of the Moon cycle. The Moon is tonight and Cassie has just about had enough of everything.

"I'm going to go to Pomfrey now. Might as well." Cassie shrugs, only really telling Enzo despite being with Ron and Harry as well. He frowns, facing her and finding her hand.

"You okay?" he asks, looking into the beautiful brown of her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just tired is all. Potions went to shit and I just want to get tonight over with." she sighs, letting her head fall on Enzo's shoulder.

"That's okay, love. I'm heading to the library to do some last minute Runes revision with Blaise and Pansy, I'll be up there in the morning, yeah?"

"Yeah, don't rush, love. I don't mind."

Enzo chuckles, knowing damn well the second he wakes up he's going straight down to the infirmary. Poppy always holds Cassie in there for an hour or two after her bad last year. Enzo can't say he blames her. "I love you baby, be safe."

"I love you more." Cassie smiles, letting go of his hand and walking the other way.

Cassie finds herself enjoying her own company a lot more nowadays. The thought of wandering the halls alone used to be a pointless activity before, and activity Cassie wouldn't see herself doing when she has her friends to speak to. Now, she finds herself taking a long walk to calm herself down and regulate her thoughts.

Hogwarts is peaceful this time of night, it only being shortly after dinner time. Nobody is really around anyway. You get the occasional third years sitting on a bench, or a mission-centred first year with a book in their hand, but otherwise, Cassie's only company are the ghosts.

However, tonight seems to be different.

"Watch where you're going, Black." Flint scowls, nudging Cassie's shoulder. She wasn't even anywhere near him when he walked past.

Cassie rolls her eyes, "Fuck off, Flint. Go tend to your poor little Draco."

"Yeah? How about you go cry to your daddy."

"Oh, I will. And I'll make sure he knows every tiny thing about you, Flint. My father has a reputation, you see." Cassie shrugs a shoulder.

Marcus sneers and walks away, Cassie rolling her eyes yet again. What an utter twat. The day Flint leaves Hogwarts this year will be one of pure celebration and joy for Cassie. Only a few more terms, Cassie keeps telling herself.

By the time Cassie makes it to Poppy's office, she plonks herself down on her brown armchair. "Rough day, dear?" Poppy asks from her supply room, not even bothering to wonder who could be wandering into her office this time of day.