It turned out that Umbridge was a very evil person.
Harry was sent to McGonagall and had detention for a week, but honestly he couldn't care less. He was angry and tired.
"She's like a female version of Snape." Harry grumbled as he walked with Ron, Hermione and Maya. "True." Maya commented, huffing when Draco appeared in the distance.
"Ah, my sweet, sweet sister." He grinned devilish. Maya picked up her pace. "Come on." She motioned to the potion's class, which they had with the Slytherin's.
"5 points from Gryffindor." Snape bit as Harry forgot an ingredient. "And what about Crabbe's potion?" Maya scoffed. It almost melted his cauldron.
"Miss Malfoy, would you do us all a favour and shut up?" Snape snapped(a/n: hehehehehehe).
Maya looked up seriously and puckered her lips, as if she was thinking. "Well, okay." She shrugged.
"Aggressive." She muttered under her breath, but Snape purposely ignored it, continuing walking around.
The lesson was over, and Draco passed Maya, whispering something in her ear. She scowled at him.
"What did he say?" Harry asked as they walked to the common room together with Ron; divination was cancelled.
"Nothing." Maya rolled her eyes. "Felix Felicis." Ron spoke to the portrait. They entered the Gryffindor common room: just a few were people there.
"We have an hour till..." Ron checked his schedule. "Herbology." Maya finished. "Our first class with Beau!" She grinned.
The hour flew by, and soon, they slung their bags over their shoulders and were on their way to Herbology.
"Beau!" Maya exclaimed, immediately sitting at his table. Harry found himself frowning as she did so, but shook himself out of it.
"So, my favourite Hufflepuff, how's life?" Maya asked, giggling when Beau slung his arm around her shoulder and sighed deeply.
"It's really hard." His voice cracked and he faked a sob. "Don't worry, dear. All will be fine." Maya said in a high pitched voice. "You ruined it!" Beau gasped, whilst Maya laughed.
They were working on some kind of diary-thing; they had to observe a peculiar plant and write its movements every few minutes.
Harry found him getting annoyed every time Beau made Maya laugh, or the way his arm rested on her shoulder; it made him want to groan in irritation.
"Why isn't she sitting with us?" He mumbled, scribbling down the weird movement the plant made.
"She's just hanging with Beau." Hermione shrugged.
"I know." Harry's sighed, his gaze glued to Maya. "No, Beau!" She shrieked as he tried to tickle her. "Aren't they a bit too close?" Harry muttered to himself, watching his plant stick its tongue out to him.
"Harry?" Maya asked, looking behind her to grin at him. "Yeah?" He replied. "What do we have- no, Beau! After this?" She smiled.
"A break." Harry yelled back, since they were a bit far away. "Okay!" She yelled.
The lesson was over, and Harry found himself relieved when Maya walked their way again. "Hello folks!" She grinned.
They walked to the great hall for some lunch; Ron was shoving bread in his mouth almost aggressively, while Maya ate almost nothing and Hermione looked at Ron in disgust.
