Heir of Merlin | Harry x Reader

Her Confession

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First Person POV - Y/n

We were at the stone gargoyle within minutes and I was worried about how many of the others had been caught.

I thought of Ron who would be dead soon enough if he had been caught. Mrs. Weasley would kill him.

Hermione might kill me if she was expelled before she could take her O.W.L.s.

"Fizzing Whizbee," said Umbridge and the stone gargoyle moved aside,

The office was full of people. Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk. Professor McGonagall stood beside him tense. Cornelius Fudge, Kingsley Shacklebolt and a tough-looking wizard were also there. Percy too.

"Looks like the gangs all together," I said annoyed, "All this for running?"

No one said anything and I eyed Phineas's portrait ever so slightly and he shook his head.

They knew. Who the hell ratted us out?

"They were heading back to Gryffindor Tower," said Umbridge with excitement in her voice. "The Malfoy boy cornered Potter and Emrys was about to attack but I stopped it."

"Did he, did he?" said Fudge appreciatively. "I must remember to tell Lucius. Well, Emrys, Potter...I expect you know why you are here?"

"We were caught running in the hallways. I don't get the big deal. Harry and I like to run and I've developed a seasonal allergy so we couldn't run outside. You all are blowing things out of proportion."

"You are not aware that you have broken any school rules?"

"School rules?" said Harry. "No."

"Or Ministry decrees?" amended Fudge angrily.

"I mean there is an annoyingly large abundance of them so unless there is one about running in hallways, we did not."

I could physically see Fudge's blood pressure rising and I glanced over at Professor McGonagall who was smiling.

"So it's news to you both, is it," said Fudge, with an incredible amount of anger in his voice, "that an illegal student organization has been discovered within this school?"

"An illegal organization?" I asked, pretending to be shocked, "I have heard nothing about this. Harry, you?"

"News to me," said Harry.

"I think, Minister," said Umbridge from beside us, "we might make better progress if I fetch our informant."

"Yes, yes, do," said Fudge, nodding, and he glanced at Dumbledore as Umbridge left the room. "There's nothing like a good witness, is there, Dumbledore?"

"Nothing at all, Cornelius," said Dumbledore.

We waited and I glanced at Harry who shrugged. He had no idea and I moved my head as the door opened to see.

Umbridge moved past us into the room, gripping by the shoulder Cho's curly-haired friend Marietta, who was hiding her face in her hands.

"You stupid bitch," I whispered, knowing why she was hiding her face.

"Don't be scared, dear, don't be frightened," said Professor Umbridge softly, "it's quite all right, now. You have done the right thing. The minister is very pleased with you. He'll be telling your mother what a good girl you've been. Marietta's mother, Minister, is Madam Edgecombe from the Department of Magical Transportation. Floo Network of- fice — she's been helping us police the Hogwarts fires, you know."