Blaise's POV
It had been a week or more since Umbridge has arrived and it's been a complete nightmare. I'd rather get the dementor's kiss instead of following her 'rules'. I think she's starting to get suspicious of Draco, Ron, Harry and I.
She always finds an excuse to torment Ron and Harry, which she knows will get Draco and I mad. And, I think she's noticing Harry and Ron, change.
Hermione and Pansy did some research and found out that a Veela's submissive mates will become more feminine (unless already a girl) ,curvier, shorter, have longer hair and generally get more emotional. I've noticed these things happening to Ron. His hair is now sitting slightly above his shoulders. He gets sadder, happier or angrier ect. And yesterday he screamed when he looked in the mirror because he got a curvier arse.
It was quite historical. His eyelashes are way longer and he used to be 6,0. Now he's 5,8. Crazy I know. The only thing that bothers me and I think it's the only thing that bothers Ron too,is the fact that now that he has gone through his transformation. He has an aura that makes him more attractive to both genders,so this past week he's been getting hit on ALOT. Same goes for Harry. That's what makes it so dangerous. With Umbridge on our backs and Ron and Harry constantly being hit on which gets Draco and I closer to getting caught,means the rest of the term until the Christmas break is going to be living hell. Merlin help us. "Blaise babe,you have to stop stressing, we'll be fine." Ron said stroking my cheek. I leaned into his hand and sighed. "I know, it's just cant the holidays come any sooner!?" I complained, face palming. "I'm afraid not." He giggled. "Why is it that you are able to make the baddest of times feel amazing?" I asked the smiling ginger sitting across from me. He was interrupted with the bang of the library door being pushed open. "I hope you're all doing your studies?" Umbridge said stepping in. Harry and Draco who were at another table, Pansy and Hermione and a bunch of other students who were also having a free period. We all nodded stiffly.
"Mr Zabini will you please follow me."
She stated before turning away. Ron and I stood up from the table and Umbridge spoke again. "Without, Mr Weasley." She added. "Whatever you have to say to me I'm sure you can say it in front of Ron." I stated. She turned around to face us. "I insist." She spat.
I gave Ron an apologetic smile but before I left through the door I winked at him and heard his chair move as he got up again to follow us with Pansy and Hermione following his action. "Don't be scared Mr Zabini, come next to me." She assured.
"I'm not scared, Professor." I snapped back and made my way towards her.
"Tell me Mr Zabini, have you been in contact with your mother lately?"She asked." I don't see how that's any of your business."I said calmly." That wasn't the question. "She said." If you must know, I sent a letter to my mum yesterday. "I said. What is she playing at? "Oh really, well I happen to have stumbled on her reply letter earlier today. "
She said as we entered her extremely pink office filled with photos of cats.
" I believe this is your owl. "She said pointing to an owl which was burnt sienna in colour with light blue eyes.
" Regan. "I mumbled under my breath. She was my father's owl and to see her tied up was heartbreaking.
" Could you untie her please. "I asked facing away from Regan and back to Umbridge who was grinning maniacally." Oh no problem, I just need you to explain one thing. "She said striding to her desk. She picked up an envelope which I recognized as my mother's letter because of the lime stamp it had." What? "I said getting impatient." Why is it that in this letter your mother says.'Can't wait for the holidays, how is your mate by the way?' "Umbridge said reading the page." Mr Zabini you do know that no creatures are allowed on Hogwarts property don't you?"She said, her voice sounding like nails on a chalkboard. I could feel myself go pale at the question but tried, to keep my composure." Number one;that letter is private.
Number two;yes I am aware that no creatures are to be on school grounds." I said quickly. I noticed through the corner of my eye a red flash and my body instantly destressed. Ron was outside, probably with the others. "When my mother means 'mate' she means my friend, You know what I'm saying." I smiled.
She looked really distraught for a second before stiffing. "Why do I have the feeling that you're lying to me, Mr Zabini, you seem awfully close to Mr Weasley. " She said. "Why do I have the feeling you're interogating me without a proper alibi, Professor." I snapped back proudly. "Perhaps I should ask Mr Malfoy then." She took out her wand and muttered a spell and Draco popped into the room.
"What's happening?" He asked me and I gave him a warning look which he acknowledged and put a serious face on. "I would like both of you to sit in these chairs please." She said. Draco sat in his chair first and was immediately tied to it with a magical rope thing. I sat next and the same thing happened. "Crucio!" She shouted. "Are you willing to tell me the truth now?" She squeeled. "Are you two Veelas are not!" She shouted.
None of us answered. We just sat there screaming in pain. I heard a faint 'Stupify!' before passing out.
The pain was still going on through, the blackness in my eyes but hadn't stopped it form affecting me. It was excruciating. It felt like fire was flowing through my veins and acid had been poured on my body. I could here the faint screams of Ron and Harry as they were probably feeling it too. My body numbed.Hahahahaha, CLIFFHANGER!
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