Harry Potter AUS

detention // fred weasley

"Come on, Y/n. It's not like you haven't had detention before." Fred squeezed my hand, as he walked me to detention. Fred Weasley was my boyfriend and has been for three years. We were both in our seventh and final year at Hogwarts.
"I've never had detention with the toad, Fred. I'm the first one to get a detention from her and I'm extremely nervous about it." I confessed, stopping in front of the classroom.
"You'll be fine, love." He reassured me. He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "I'll come back to pick you up, alright?"
"No, you don't have to. I'll be fine. I'll meet you and everyone else in the common room, yeah?"
"Alright. So I'll be here in an hour." He insisted, giving me a goofy grin. I shoved him out of the way, playfully.
"Idiot," I muttered, opening the door to the classroom and shutting it after me, but not before seeing Fred giving me the thumbs up and a reassuring smile to which I answered by sticking my tongue out at him.
"Ms. Y/l/n." Umbridge's sickly fake sweet voice rang through my ears.
I looked around the room and noticed that I was the only student there. "Just me? You shouldn't have." I gave her a fake smile as I took a seat in the very front of the class, just to show her that she had no effect on me.
She gave me an annoyed smile. "You're the only one who doesn't seem to understand how to behave."
"Oh I understand how to behave and I would if you didn't give me reasons to act up."
"And what reason did I give you?" She gritted her teeth.
I smiled at the fact that I was getting under her skin. "You're teaching methods. We need to use magic in order to learn about magic."
"There is no need to use ma-" She started.
"How are we going to protect ourselves from Volde-"
"ENOUGH!" She yelled, causing me to jump in my seat. "You will be writing 100 lines from me. Another word that comes from your mouth will earn you another set of ten lines." The corner of her lips tugged into a small smile. She set a black quill on the table, along with a piece of parchment paper. I looked around and gave her a confused look.
"I haven't got any ink." I said, calmly.
"That's ten more lines, Mrs. Y/l/n." She said, smiling.
I gaped at her. "What?! That's hardly fair! I need ink!"
"Another set of ten lines." She added, walking to her desk. "Its a special quill. It doesn't need ink." She said as she sat down, taking a sip of her tea.
"You could have started with that." I mumbled.
"Another set of ten." She smiled. "I must not contradict authority." She said, smugly.
I bit my tongue to stay quiet as I started the first line.
I must not contradict authority.
'One down, one hundred twenty-nine to go' I thought.
I scratched the back of my hand.
I must not contradict authority.
I scratched it some more. I let out a small hiss as it started to sting. I rubbed it, gently and looked at it. I let out a small gasp as The phrase 'I must not contradict authority' scratched itself onto the back of my hand.
I looked up as the second line started to scratch itself under the first. Umbridge had the smallest smile on her lips as she watched the horror and fear form in my eyes.
"Keep going, Ms. Y/l/c. The faster you get them done, the faster you leave." She said, taking another sip from her tea.
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Two hours. I've been in detention for two hours and I haven't finished. Umbridge didn't seem to mind. Every time I accidentally let out a hiss or gasp of pain, I saw the corners of her lips tug into a small smile. I was on the last line. I was feeling extremely lightheaded and looking down at my arms didn't help. My arms, from the back of my hand to almost up to my shoulders, were red and smudged with blood.
'Just one more.' I thought. My hand was shaking. It hurt so bad.
I must not contradict authority.
As soon as I finished the last line, I slammed the quill down and shot up from my seat, almost falling over.
"I see you've finished." Umbridge said. A wicked smile playing on her lips. I only glared at her as I walked to the door.
"I hope you've learned your lesson, Ms. Y/l/n." Umbridge called out.
"Bite me." I said, as strongly as I could before opening and slamming the door behind me.
I stopped outside of the door and looked at my arms. I let out a small whimper as I saw blood dripping down slightly. I ran a hand through my hair, before covering my face with my hands. I began sobbing into them and I was about to fall to the floor, but two strong arms pulled me up.
"Y/n. Love, what's happened? You were in there forever. I got here an hour ago and fell asleep." Fred said, holding me upright. His arm brushed over the fresh cuts and I let out a pained whimper.
His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. He looked down and his eyes widened. I started crying even harder, my body threatening to fall over again. His strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist as he tried to keep me upright.
"Bloody hell! Let's get you to the common room!" He said, urgently.
He wrapped an arm around my waist, while the other went under my legs and he picked me up and rushed to the common room. We got a few surprised looks from some paintings, but they didn't say anything. They just watched me cry into Fred's chest, with sorrowful expressions.
When we got to the portrait, the fat lady let out a loud gasp.
"Oh my goodness! What's happened?!" She asked.
"Umbridge." Was all he said to get a gleam of hatred in the fat lady's eyes. He quickly said the password and brought me in. George, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Harry were all in the common room waiting for us. Ginny was falling asleep on Harry's shoulder. I would be teasing her about it, but I couldn't think of anything but the pain.
"Move over! Y/n's hurt!" Fred yelled, causing everyone to jump out of their seats.
"What?!"
"What do you mean 'she's hurt'."
"Wasn't she in detention?"
"What happened?"
I was still crying, while Fred laid me gently on the couch.
"I don't know I found her crying and she was falling over. She hasn't said anything. Please, say something." He held my face in his hands as he stared into my eyes.
"I-It hurts!" I sobbed, crying even more when I saw how bloody my arms were.
"Bloody hell." Ron gaped.
Everyone went silent when they saw my arms. Fred looked like he was about to cry as he looked down at them.
"Hermione! Do you know anything that can stop the bleeding?" Fred asked, not taking his eyes off of me.
"I think I've got something in my trunk!" She said, running up the stairs to our dormitory. She came back seconds later, holding a red colored vile.
"Here, Y/n. Drink this. It's going to sting. Fred come stand right here." She said pointing in between George and Ron.
"What? Why?" He asked.
"Just do it." She instructed. Fred gave me a reassuring smile and he walked in between his brothers.
"Ginny. Take her hand." Hermione pulled her wand out and cast a silencing charm around the room.
"Ron, George, Harry. Hold him." She said, calmly.
"Wait, what?" Fred asked before Harry sat on his legs, holding them tightly against him. George and Ron grabbed Fred's arms.
"Okay, Y/n. Are you ready?" Hermione asked.
"Just give it to me." I whispered. I took it and drank the small amount of red liquid.
I gave her the vile and everyone kept their eyes on me. I didn't feel anything.
"Maybe she needs mo-" Ron was cut off by my violent screams.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING TO HER?!" Fred yelled, thrashing around in the boy's arms.
"No.... I'M FINE!" I yelled, squeezing Ginny's hand. The pain started to die down and I started to calm myself.
"I'm fine." I said, calmer.
Hermione looked at the boy's and nodded her head.
They let Fred go and he rushed over to me.
"Y/n. Y/n are you alright?" He asked, gingerly. Haha, get it? Gingerly. Cause he's a... nevermind.
"I'm fine." I said, quietly.
"What happened?" Ginny asked while Hermione cast a spell to remove the blood stains and the silencing spell.
"Umbridge made me write lines." I stated, calmly.
"What? What do lines have to do with anything?" Ron asked.
I extended my arms.
"I must not contradict authority." I said, quietly trying not to start crying again.
Their eyes widened as they looked at the words on my arms.
"H-how?" George asked.
"She has a special quill. It scratches what you write on the paper onto your hand. I had to do extra lines since I can never keep my mouth shut." I laughed, grimly. No one else found it funny.
Fred's jaw clenched. "How many times?"
"It doesn't matter-"
"How many times, Y/n?" He repeated.
I sighed. "One hundred and thirty lines."
"We can't just ignore this!" Hermione exclaimed.
'We won't." Fred looked to George and they smiled at each other.
This can't be good.
"Well whatever you're going to do, count me in." Ron said, excitedly.
"No. What we're going to do is tell Dumbledore." I said, sternly.
"I agree with Y/n. You can't get yourselves expelled when there is someone like Dumbledore who can fix things." Hermione sighed. "We'll talk about this in the morning. We'll leave you two at it then." She gave my hand a light squeeze and went upstairs followed by Ginny. The boys went to their rooms after giving me sympathetic smiles, leaving me and Fred alone.
Fred stood up and pulled me up so he could sit. He sat me gently on his lap and positioned my head on the couch cushion. He took my hands in his and turned them over to look at the light scars. He traced his fingers over them gently and let out a deep breath.
"Fred... I'm okay. Really." I whispered.
"I know you are, but you weren't. She'll pay for what she did to you, Y/n. She'll pay for what she's dong to the school."
"Fred-"
"If she did this to someone as sweet and amazing as you, imagine who else she'd do it too. First years. Little harmless first years Y/n. We've got to do something before she gets the chance to hurt someone else." His eyes were pleading me to let him stop her.
I sighed. "You're right. What are we going to do then?"
"George and I... are going to think of something, but we are most likely going to get expelled."
"WHAT?!" I yelled.
"Shhhh! Keep your voice down. I don't want Hermione hearing about it. She'll go crazy."
"You can't get expelled! You still have so finish school." I whisper yelled.
"We only have half a school year left, Y/n. I'll be fine." He insisted.
I shook my head. "I don't know Fred."
"We were already planning to do it. She's been driving everyone insane since day one. We were just waiting for the right time to do it."
I sighed. "It's not the right time then."
"Y/n. She hurt you. Don't you feel any anger towards her?"
"Of course, I do... but I don't want you to get in trouble because of me."
"I told you that this is for everyone. No one else will get hurt like you did."
I thought about it for a moment. "You're right If someone doesn't stop her.... other kids will get hurt."
"Exactly." he smiled. "I'll write to you every day until you come to visit me at home, yeah?"
I smiled back and nodded. "Yeah."
"Great. Now that that's settled. Why don't we go up to your room and let you rest." He gently pulled me up and helped me walk up the stairs.
"Will you stay with me?"
"Now why on earth wouldn't I? You'd have to pry me off your bed 'cause I wasn't planning on leaving you." he said, kissing my temple as we walked up to my dorm. "I love you so much, Y/n. No one will get away with hurting you. No one."
"That goes for you too." I smiled.