Harry
Today was the day of my first detention with Umbridge and Hagrid. With Umbridge I would get it until the message 'sunk in' I don't know what that means. The day was pretty boring, but I'm pretty sure Umbridge was smiling behind my back. I couldn't see it but I could feel it. You know what I mean? I don't know what she's so happy about. It should be a normal detention. Right? I don't know. I have Umbridge's detention a few hours after the end of classes so at around nine, which is also an hour after dinner. And I have the detention with Hagrid at midnight. Most likely those two are going to be lonely. Unless Draco keeps his promise and gets detention and somehow gets into the same one as me. I kinda want him to keep his promise but I have no idea how he'll get into the same detention as me. Im lost in thought as I hear the bell ring signaling the end of the day. I pack my things up quickly and scramble out of my seat. I trip of the leg of my desk and fall on my face on the stone floor. I have a feeling that I broke my nose since it hurts. My stomach also hurts at impact, and I assume its the bruises and cuts that send a white hot pain through my body. I lay there for a few seconds and then get up slowly. I hurry out of the classroom not bothering to look or respond to Proffeser Mcgonagall as she says "Are you Ok?" I nod and hurry past her and leave the classroom. I hurry after Hermione and Ron catching up to them in the great hall. I'm panting and I have a burning pain in my side from running from the tranfiguration room to the great hall so I grab their shoulders to aware them of my presence. When did they walk so fast? Or, when did I get so much weaker? "Oi!" Ron shouts before turning around and seeing me. "Oh, it's you sorry mate I thought it was someone else" he says. " C'mon before the foods gone!" He exclaims and hurries into the hall, Hermione behind him. I reach my hand out to grab them but their cloaks whish out of sight into the hall. They left me behind. They doesn't even notice my broken nose. Why do I feel so unsurprised and lonely? I walk back to the tower when I'm tugged backwards by my sleeve. It's a first year. "Angelina Johnson told me to give this to you" she says and hands me a small piece of parchment before leaving. It says that the first practice is next week. I crumple it and stuff it in my pocket. That's the least of my worries right now. I climb up to the tower, say the password, and climb through the portrait hole. I sit down in a chair by the fire and start my homework. Hermione and Ron finally walk in and when they spot me, rush over to me. They look at me and Hermione finally breaks the silsnce and says "Where were you?" I look up at the while finishing my essay for potions. "Here" I respond. "Doing what" Hermione says. "Homework" I say turning back to my essay. They take out their stuff and do the homework with me. I'm lost in homework so when I look at my watch I jump up and rush out of the room. "Harry what is it?!" Hermione and Ron call after me. "Not now!" I say and rush to Umbridges office. I turn a corner and jump into somebody. Not even bothering to look at them I say sorry and scramble up and keep running. I check my watch again. 9:15. Fuck. It's gonna be worse. What is? The punishment. What do you mean? It's gonna be longer, more painful. How would you know? I have a feeling. What do you mean? .... I get no response so I keep running. I'm bent over double as I knock on the door. "Come in" says a sickly sweet voice. I walk in and Umbridge points at a desk she seems to have put in the room. I sit down and she hands me a black quill tainted with a bit of red.A/N I've had this draft for a while and it's also been a while since I did anything so might as well. Bit of a long chapter this week, kinda sucks, but it's somethin
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