𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒; fred weasley x fem!reader

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR; t for troll

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PART THREE
'T' For Troll

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" y/n's point of view "

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SINCE SHE WAS made 'High Inquisitor,' Umbridge had become even more unbearable. Her stupid 'Educational Decrees' were just borderline hate crimes.

I read the Prophet the morning it was announced, and I felt such disdain towards the woman it made my blood boil.

Not only was she acting all high and mighty, Percy was of course supporting her like she was God's greatest gift. And of course they had to mention Remus being a werewolf and how he had been employed at Hogwarts, which was just used as a stupid reason for Umbridge to inspect all the other teachers.

The whole thing made me sick.

"You should stop reading that." Fred said, taking the newspaper from my hands.

"Did you see what your brother was saying?" I asked the twins. "He sounds like he worships the woman."

"Of course he does. He's a git." George scoffed and went back to his breakfast.

"They both kiss Fudge's arse all day. They're practically the same person." Fred added on.

"Okay, well, I'm headed to Transfiguration." Lewis said as he got up from the table. "Anyone wanna join me?"

"Nah, mate. We're eating." George said through a mouthful of bacon and eggs.

"Sorry." Fred said after.

"I'll go with you." Alicia told him from where she had been sitting with Angelina.

"Brilliant." Lewis smiled and the two walked out of the hall together.

"Can they just hurry up and snog already?" Lee spoke first. "Like, come on. It's Fred and Y/N all over again."

"Okay, Lee. You're one to talk." I said and he gave me a look with raised eyebrows. "You and Oliver."

"Alright, well, that was different." Lee muttered and we went back to eating.

Later, after Transfiguration, when we walked into Charms, not only was Professor Flitwick in the classroom, but Umbridge was there too.

The whole lesson felt extremely awkward, like she was staring into all of our souls as Professor Flitwick explained to us that the topic we were learning would be relevant in our exams.

He didn't seem bothered one bit that Umbridge was in the class, even referring to her as a guest for the lesson.

As we made our way through the halls and to the Hall for lunch, I shivered uncomfortably.

"Oh, I despise that woman." I muttered as I watched her use her wand to 'fix' the uniform of a few boys who were walking past her. "She's going to ruin this year."