lily and james potter had only known their daughter for three years. three years was short, a fraction of her life and a slightly larger fraction of theirs. however, it was long enough to teach her to stand her ground and be proud of her opinions. in fact, for the last fourteen years of her life, remus lupin has been teaching her the same thing, having known how important it was to his friends.
luckily, these were traits that maeve embodied well. she may have been hot headed and irritable but she knew her worth and valued her own opinions.
unfortunately for everyone in the seventh year defence against the dark arts class, professor delores umbridge didn't know this about maeve.
maeve potter was already irritated when she walked into her first defence against the dark arts lesson that year. she was tired and the september heat was slightly unbearable in her layered hogwarts uniform.
groaning slightly, she finished plaiting her hair as she sat down beside eddie and waited for umbridge to walk into the classroom.
even though the only time maeve had had an encounter with umbridge was at the welcoming feast, she could already tell that she wouldn't get along with her. harry had had a lesson with her before their lunch that day and told his sister that he was given a detention. while harry wasn't necessarily well behaved, she knew that he wouldn't have gotten a detention with a teacher other than snape. snape was awful to harry and maeve, more so than he was to any non-slytherin, so for a teacher to go to the same levels as him? maeve wasn't excited.
luckily, harry had a natural affinity for dada so maeve could just ask him to help her, since it wasn't her strongest subject.
umbridge walked into the room, shaking maeve out of her day dream. somehow she had managed to make herself look even more ridiculous than she did on the first day back. she wasn't in a only pink outfit that day, back she had overused it again. she had a fluffy hot pink cardigan on over a white blouse and pink trousers. in her hair was an awfully large, velvet, black bow.
maeve looked at eddie and snorted, hearing the low chuckles of fred an george from behind her. she turned around and sent them a smile and a horrified look.
"good afternoon, everyone," umbridge started in a babyish voice.
no one replied, causing her to repeat herself. maeve rolled her eyes. they weren't five, they didn't need to babied like she thought they did.
a few people said good afternoon in an attempt to shut the woman up but that didn't seem like it was good enough for her.
"tut tut. that won't do will it? please reply 'good afternoon, professor umbridge'. now, good afternoon class," she smiled patronisingly.
members of the class exchanged bewildered looks and replied "good afternoon, professor umbridge," praying for her to shut up.
"well done, now, wands away and books out, please," she ordered.
maeve was even more confused now. defence against the dark arts was a mostly practical based lesson. wand were essential as they needed to know what to do in their future, especially now that voldemort was going to start another war.
nevertheless, she stuff her wand into her boot and pulled her book out from her bag.
"well, as you all know your teaching has been rather... disrupted, shall we say," umbridge droned on, "each year you've had a different teacher and none of them have followed a ministry approved regime. you will be glad to find out that we are rectifying that issue now. we will be following a theory-centred schedule this year to equip you for your newts."
umbridge then told them to read the book and copy down course aims.
maeve, along with other students had a problem with this. before she could raise her hand, georgie chambers, a ravenclaw girl that she shared a dorm with did.
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RECONVENE! (fred weasley)
Fanfictionmaeve potter and fred weasley were in love. so in love that the sun shined brighter around them and the birds chirped happily. maeve potter and fred weasley were in love. until they weren't.
