Leah Riddle: Riddle me This (Book 2)

Chapter 47

By Order of: The High Inquisitor of Hogwarts

 All Student Organizations, societies, Teams, Groups, and Clubs are henceforth disbanded.

  An Organization, Society, Team, Group, or Club is hereby defined as a regular meeting of three or more students.

  Permission to reform may be sought from the High Inquisitor (Professor Umbridge).

  No Student Organization, Society, Team, Group, or Club, may exist without the knowledge and approval of the High Inquisitor.

   Any student found to have formed, or belong to, an Organization, Society, Team, Group, or Club that has not been approved by the High Inquisitor will be expelled.

The above is in accordance with Educational Decree Number Twenty- four

Signed:

   Dolores Umbridge High Inquisitor

"What does that mean? Who is Dolores Umbridge?" I asked, reading the poster on the wall by the Great Hall.

 "That means you can't do the Slytherin defense class," Draco muttered.

 "The what class?" I asked and he sighed.

 "It doesn't matter now," he said, sounding a bit angry. I felt like I was a bother to him now that my memory was gone. I really hope he doesn't get too fed up with me.

 "Umbridge is our toad of a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Pansy said, giving Draco a pointed look.

 "You were one of the few who stood up to her," Blaise said.

 "You see this?" Pansy asked, taking my left hand. I read the scar that was on my hand and frowned.

 "She did that?" I asked.

 "The one on your face too, but to be honest I didn't want you to freak out so I covered it up before you looked in the mirror," Pansy admitted.

 "Oh..." I nodded. 

 "Well let's go," Draco said, taking my hand. He led me into the Great Hall where hundreds of students were sitting, the air filled with the excited buzz of voices. I went to sit with people I recognized, such as Potter and Granger, but Draco pulled me in the opposite direction.

 "Where are we going?" I asked.

 "The Slytherin table," he said with a faint smile.

 "I knew that," I lied with a smile. Draco just looked at me sadly and then I looked away so he didn't see how sad I was. People started staring at me and I knew that the second they turned their heads, they were gossiping. I may not know who these people are, but I know how teenagers work. I held my head high, and acted like everything was fine. Nobody knows I have amnesia because I asked them not to say anything.

 "Leah, it's been a while," smirked a chubby boy and I gave a short laugh.

 "Yeah, it has," I agreed.

 "How are you?" asked his skinner friend.

 "Eh, I'm alright," I shrugged.

 "Well why don't we celebrate tonight?" the fat one asked.

 "Oh yes, let's!" said an excited sounding little girl.

 "Babe, you can celebrate with me all you want," a kid with fiery red hair winked.