Consequences [D.M]

CHAPTER 9

Day passes by day, Y/n is on her own, reading a book on a bench by the corridor alone. Few students passed by her and she seems to didn't mind about it even they're giving her some weird looks for reading a third year Potions textbook that she borrowed from Professor Snape for her studies.

Well, she needs to revise everything to get Outstanding in her OWLs. "I wonder why aren't you in Ravenclaw?" her ears were greeted by an unfamiliar voice as she turned her head and meeting her eyes with a pair of dark beguiling eyes fitted with midnight tousled hair.

'He's so effortlessly attractive.' She immediately mentally slapped herself for thinking of such things. "Why would you say that?" Y/n asks. "Ever since you're back here, I always found you stuck yourself with books. And also got detention from Umbridge for staying out after curfew just because you didn't realize the time." He chuckles. "Are you stalking me?" she furrowed her eyebrows. "No. I happened to heard your stories, Y/n." He smiles.

"My stories? So, how many did you heard?" she asked. "Plenty of." He shrugged. "So, you did know me but I don't know who are you. Well, obviously. You came to me first." Y/n exclaims.

"Oh, sorry for the late introduction. My name is Jeremy Pevensie." He held his hand for a handshake as she takes it slightly. "You know my name." she giggles. "Obviously." He smiles. "So, tell me your stories. You know some of mine." Y/n says.

"Well, I don't know where to start. I'm a Ravenclaw. You can see it from my uniforms." He joked. "I'm waiting." She playfully rolled her eyes. "I'm a halfblood. My mother is a muggle and I'm from London. I like to studies Charms a lot. I think it's fascinating." Jeremy says.

"I like Charms too but I'm used to like Defense Against the Dark Arts in the first year even though Professor Quirel is stuttering in teaching." she chuckles lightly.

"Ever since, Umbridge taught the subject, I don't know what happened. I'm sorta lost interest in the subject. Well, maybe because I hate her." Y/n shrugged.

"Don't ever lost your interest in studies, Y/n. Even though, you hated or annoyed at the teacher." Jeremy advice kindly. "Thanks for the kind words." She smiles. "It's okay. I'll be going now. I have things to do." He excused himself. "See you later." Y/n smiles as he hummed and walks away.

As she sees his figure is lost in the crowd of students, she continues on reading the book. "At time, Miss Laurel." She huffed silently as she heard that voice. "Excuse me, professor?" she raised an eyebrow. "I see that you're so into studying these day." The woman says.

"Yes. Am I getting detention for studying?" Y/n asks, remembering the moment she got into detention with that old witch few days ago. Umbridge chuckles. "No, actually. I wanted to have a talk. Follow me." she instructed as the girl rolled her eyes, closing her book and follow the teacher to her office.

"Do you want to have a cup of tea, my dear?" Umbridge says in a very friendly tone which made Y/n almost vomit there. "No, thanks." she refused. "Okay, then. Please have a seat." Umbridge says as Y/n takes her seat on a chair.

"So, let's get to the business. Do you happen know anything about Potter's organization?" Umbridge questioned. "No. Why the hell is he making an organization?" Y/n exclaims. "Are you sure, Miss Laurel? You could be in detention for lying." Umbridge smirks.

"I swear that I did not know anything about any of those and how come you came up with the theory that Harry is forming an organization? I see nothing is happening around here. He and the others are completely normal." Y/n says.

"Isn't it obvious that he has a high possibility that he and his friends are rebelling against the school rule?" Umbridge reply.

"I don't know what are you talking about, Professor. But, I truly admit that I don't know anything about any of those." Y/n exclaims. "Fine, now you can leave." Umbridge sighs, but still hesitate with Y/n's answer. The girl stands up and made her way out.

As she stepped out of Umbridge's office, something pops up in her mind. "Is this is about the Dumbledore Army?" she asks herself as she's remembering about the parchment she founded few weeks ago. "It can't be. Can it?" she's unsure.

Just in time, Harry is passing by. She quickly made her way to chase for him. "Harry!" she called out and the boy stops his pace. "What is it this time, Y/n?" he sighed.

"Look, I know that you don't trust me. But, if you happened to form an organization without my knowing, I just wanted to tell you that. Please be careful. Umbridge is investigating on it and she might call out for few students. Be aware, Harry." Y/n advice.

"I don't know what you're talking about and yes, I still don't trust you." Harry reply. "Okay, fine. I get it. Just in case you're being called or your sort of organizations member, please don't drink the tea or eat anything she offered." Y/n reminds. "What do you mean?" he hesitates.

"You don't want to spill the tea, don't you?"

Y/n smirks, giving him a slight clue. Then, she walks away. At first Harry hesitate with her words but he'll think of it.