"I'd rather be stripped of my runes and sent into exile than be part of this world."
Emilia Black was born into two different worlds. One was where her mother belonged in and the other where her father belonged in. Her mother's world didn't accept...
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EMILIA
"EM, are you sure you're fine to attend classes?" Hermione asked me as we walked towards the Great Hall.
I scoffed at her worry and asked her; "Of course. Why do you ask?"
She didn't answer but gave me a small smile. We locked arms and walked together to the Great Hall where we grabbed a light breakfast before heading to class. As we were walking, I noticed people staring at me. I guess my change in appearance was noticed by everyone in Hogwarts.
Once we finally reached the classroom, we both sat down in one of the empty seats beside each other. As Hermione talked to the others in our class, I began to lightly trace the black marks which felt like burnt skin on my arm. I was always able to hide them with the sleeves of my uniform while I was able to hide in the one on my neck with my shirt collar and hair.
Suddenly, I noticed someone had charmed a paper bird to fly which I watched until it was burnt and landed on the desk of the Patil twins.
"Good morning, children," An annoying high-pitched voice broke my daydream making everyone turn to look towards the back of the room as I let out a silent groan.
Ugh, the Toad is here. "Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations. O-W-Ls. More commonly known as OWLs. Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be severe," Umbridge informed us as she walked to the front of the room while using her wand to write on the chalkboard.
"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," Umbridge continued to speak as she magically handed books to us.
Hermione flipped through the book as I just stared at the cover in disbelief as the book was for beginners, not 5th year Hogwarts students.
"Yes?" Umbridge asked as Hermione raised her hand to speak.
"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells?" Hermione asked resulting in Umbridge laughing at her.
"Using spells? Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom," she answered making all of us stared at her in confusion.
"We're not gonna use magic?" I heard Ron asked from his spot behind me.
"You'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way," Umbridge explained making me roll my eyes.
"What use is that? If we're attacked, it won't be risk-free," Harry snapped and I noticed Umbridge immediately changed her tone once he spoke.
"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class. It is the view of the Ministry...that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient...to get you through your examinations...which, after all, is what school is all about," Umbridge continued to try and explain why.
"And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?" Harry asked, getting angrier with the Toad.
"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?" Umbridge asked which made Harry snap back; "Oh, I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort."
The room fell silent and I smirk at the fear that appeared on Umbridge's face but it was only for a moment. "Now, let me make this quite plain. You have been told...that a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This is a lie."
"It's not a lie. I saw him. I fought him," Harry was interrupted by Umbridge; "Detention, Mr Potter."
"Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord?" Harry snapped
"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident," Umbridge's tone almost seemed sad that Harry would suggest that.
"It was murder. Voldemort killed him," Harry continued but was silenced by Umbridge's loud voice; "Enough!"
No one opened their mouths, either in fear of also getting detention or they were all still in shock by just what happened.
"Enough. See me later, Mr Potter. My office," Umbridge spoke calmly before continuing on with the lesson.
The lesson continued on in silence and as I was leaving the classroom, I was confronted by an angry Harry. "Why didn't' you say that I was telling the truth?" Harry asked me, blocking me from walking away.
"I may be assigned as your protector Harry, but I'm not your babysitter.... or your mother," I snapped at him, pushing him out of my way and stormed off.
I wasn't looking where I was going as I bumped into someone's chest. "Well, hello cousin. Where are your friends?" a voice belonging to Malfoy spoke, making me look up at him.
"I'm not in the mood for your drama Malfoy," I told him and tried to push past him but he grabbed my arms, making me unable to leave.
"Let go of me Malfoy," I demanded him, trying to remove his hands from me but his grip tightened.
Malfoy just laughed until I finally had enough as I grabbed the sides of his head and smacked against his nose with my forehead. The strength behind my headbutt caused his nose to break as evidenced by the sound of a bone-cracking. He fell to the floor with his hand over his nose and I could see blood dripping down his hand. I glared down at him before storming away from him. I ignored all the stares and whispers about what just happened as I walked to my next class, hoping that no one else would come up to me throughout the rest of the day.
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