Mine (harry potter fan fic)

Chapter 12 - first day of lessons

I wake up, get washed and changed and head down to the common room. All the girls stare at me, only some of the boys do.

"What happened last night everyone said it was you who was screaming" Harry walks over to me. I shrug.

"It's just nightmares" I mumble quietly that's when George and Fred come and join us.

"Was it nightmares about the tournament?" Harry asks, I shake my head. It's something much worse. Harry join hermione and Ron before we all go to breakfast. I don't eat anything I just sip on my pumpkin juice.

"Hey guys what have you got first lesson?" I ask, pulling out my schedule. George takes it from me and smiles.

"We have the same time table just stick with us, since it's Monday we have double potions. Then defence against the dark arts then it's lunch then it's herbology then last lesson me and Fred have apparition but you have Divination." George reads out the classes. I smile I'm with George and Fred.

Potions went by quickly but when it came it defence against the dark arts now I have to admit, it blowed tremendously. First of all umbridge broke the news to us that we won't be using magic instead we'll be reading! So I got super irritated and argued with her about it apparently Harry did earlier this morning as well. She gave me detention for mocking her and talking too much later on though. The rest of the day went by quickly though even in herbology when me and George almost got thrown out for throwing soil at each other. Divination class was hard though and went by painfully slow.

I return to umbridges office after all my classes are through, I enter her office to see Harry only just sitting down.

"Ah clementine please sit, you shall be writing lines just like Harry." She hands me a quill and some paper. "You shall write I must not be rude, and you'll write it until it's set in" umbridge smiles at me. I groan and look around her room. It makes me feel sick, too much pink!

I start to write but stop when I hear Harry start to groan and grunt,

"Carry on miss kingworthy!" Umbridge raises her voice. I finish my first sentence and I start to grunt like Harry. I hiss and look down at my hand.

I must not be rude is freshly cut on my skin.

"What's wrong?" Umbridge asks Harry

"Nothing" he lies

"That's right because deep down you know you deserve to be punished don't you mr potter?" Umbridge asks Harry stays silent. I rise to my feet and throw the quill to the floor.

"Leave Harry alone! He's hurt can't you see that!" I pick up his marked hand and hold it up. "You are a stupid woman for not believing in Harry. Voldemort is back and your fear is blinding you! I hope that if the dark lord does pay you a visit that he kills you because you are a pathetic, stupid, blind, horrible woman!" I yell at her, her face turns as pink as her walls.

"Sit down miss kingworthy! I want more lines from you! And I'm changing your quill!" She hands me another quill and I sit down. Harry writes a couple more sentences and he doesn't collect any more marks but with my new quill I get pain shredding up my arm as the word rude covers the back of my hand. After an hour I give up and drop the pen. My non writing hand is covered in the words I shall not be rude. Umbridge dismisses me and I go to find George and Fred.

I return to the common room to see the boys selling sweets. I walk over to them.

"Sweets that make you sick huh?" I smirk and place my okay hand on my hip.

"Yes sweets that make you sick" Fred shows me the different types. I laugh and pick up a puking pastel.

"Perfect" I stick it in my pocket and my sleeve rides up a little. George goes to grab my hand.

"What's on your hand?" George asks worriedly, I pull my sleeve down and hide it behind my back.

"Nothing" I quickly say, I walk away from the boys and up the stairs to the boys dorms. I knock on Harry's door, he opens it I pull up my sleeve and show him the back of my hand.

"That blast ended skank won't hear the end of me" I say angrily, Harry sighs and mutters his sorry. "It's not your fault it's the broom headed bitches fault" I hiss. I walk away from Harry and run downstairs. I storm out of the common room and down the corridor.

"Professor mcgonagall! I need to speak with you about professor umbridge right this instant" I walk over to her. She stops and waits for me to continue. "She is using torturous discipline strategies on students. She didn't do it so bad to Harry potter but to me look what she did" I show my hand, professor mcgonagall gaps and studies my hand.

"She used a quill so it was your fault didn't she?" She asks I nod and pull my sleeve back down. "Harry potter as well?" She asks I nod again and she angrily walks away.

I head outside and sit on the grass. I close my eyes and take in a deep breath. I open my eyes when I hear someone sit down next to me. It's George.

"Hey Georgie" I smile a small smile, he smiles back.

"Hey Cleo, so you gonna tell me what's wrong or am I gonna have to use some of my sick sweets to puke it out of you?" George jokes, I sigh and scoot over to him. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

"It's nothing you need to worry about I promise" I tell him, he places his arm around me and pulls me closer to him.

"You would tell me or Fred if someone was hurting you right?" He whispers, I nod.

"Yes" I lie. We stay there for a few minutes until Fred comes out and sits next to me

"Am I interrupting something?" He smirks I shake my head and stand up.

"No actually, I was just going to go do some homework" I walk back inside and go up to my room.

I notice the letter on my pillow, I pick it up and read it.

Been having nightmares have we? ~ bellatrix