Chapter 11

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Mel's POV

I made my way to defence against the dark arts and to my disappointment they still had Umbridge there. I swore under my breath and walked in. I walked to her desk. She looked up.

"You are late"

"I am aware" I answered.

"DO NOT TALK BACK" she yelled.

"Why? Am I offending you?" I asked.

Her face turned red with anger.

"So uhm...you look like a tomato" I turned to the class. "who agrees?" Nobody. Hmm. They are scared. Losers.

"MELISSA LESTRANGE! YOU WILL REPORT TO MY OFFICE AFTER CLASSES FOR A DETENTION FOR THE NEXT 2 WEEKS" she said.

"Whatever" I said and sat down.

"Not long enough for you Miss Lestrange?" Umbridge asked.

"No it's fine thank you" I said innocently.

Clare's POV

I rushed to potions. I had to get there before Mel. I got there. No one was there. So I was either early or late.. I waited for a few minutes and Snape came around the corner.

"Clare...why are you 10 minutes early?" He asked.

"Oh I am just keen to get started" I replied and he smiled.

"That's a good child" then his face went back to being...stern without emotion.

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