Into The Light (Golden Trio Era) {2}

One Last Kiss...

When Umbridge arrived in DADA, she looked like she was about to jump off the end of a cliff out of anger. Mikayla caught Harry up on what happened during her Consultation, so the pair guess that Umbridge would be in a fiery mood. "Chapter Thirty-four; Non-Retailation and Negotiation." Mikayla looked at the page, rolling her eyes before taking some notes. Non-Retailation means no revenge actions may be taken against any employee for reporting suspected violations in good faith. Any allegations of retaliation should be reported immediately to the Senior Undersecretary of the Minister. Negotiation is a discussion aimed at reaching an agreement, the ministry will discuss how to make both parties happy, if no plans are solved there will be a trial. "This is more boring the Binns class." Mikayla moaned quietly to Neville, who quietly agreed. "Do you think you could help me with Potions?" Neville whispered back to Mikayla, she just nodded as she could feel Umbridge's stare burning into her skull.

Harry went as fast as he could out of the DADA classroom, and down the corridor. Mikayla heard a loud crash and screams above her, she ran up the stairs to the Gregory the Smarmy's corridor. She stood behind Umbridge at the sight of a swamp in the corridor, Mikayla chuckled at the sight. She watched as a bubble grew in the middle of the swamp, about to burst, once it did everyone in the corridor got covered in Stinksap, apart from Mikayla, who still had the repellent spell on her. Suddenly, fireworks and stink bombs went off simultaneously, Mikayla quickly turned and ran away from the scene, but before she got far she was pulled into a room. "Well hello there Freddie." Mikayla smiled at the boy who towered over her, he smiled and planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Are you ready to go?" Mikayla asked the redhead boy, as she held him in a hug. "I am, I'm going to miss you so much though." Fred whispered. Mikayla smiled giving him a peck, "goodbye Freddie, see you soon." Mikayla said sadly. "One last kiss.." Fred pouts making Mikayla giggle lightly. She takes both of Fred's hands interlocking their fingers as she stood on her tippy-toes. Mikayla bit her lower lip seductively before she began to lean in, she tilted her head lightly to the left and just as her soft lips met Fred's smooth lips her eyes shut. Fred pulls her closer by the small of her back as she cupped his face, deepening the kiss. The kiss was ever so gentle, the touch was ever so soft that Mikayla felt as though she was kissing a cloud. It felt everything had fallen into its rightful place, like nothing else matter but this kiss. Mikayla lightly pulled on Fred's lip as she broke the kiss making him groan lowly, and a massive grin to grow on their faces as they reopen their eyes. Fred reluctantly unclasps their hands slowly as he steps away, Mikayla sends him a shy wave as Fred left the room. She waited five minutes before following him out. Mikayla made her way down the stairs to see Fred and George surrounded and her heart sank. Mikayla pushes herself through the crowd to get to the front, Peeves was just above her hovering and she could see the smirks on the Inquisitoral Squad's faces apart from Avery that looked worried.

"So!" Umbridge spoke triumphantly, Mikayla's head snapped towards the voice, that was a few steps up the staircase on the other side of the Entrance Hall. Mikayla saw Harry a few flights behind Umbridge, he sent her a thumbs up and a smile grew on Mikayla's face. "So- you think it amusing to turn a school corridor into a swamp, do you?" Umbridge questioned, "pretty amusing, yeah." Fred fires back confidently, before sending Mikayla a wink. "I've got the form, Headmistress." Filch's voice echos through the hall, "I've got the form and I've got the whips waiting... oh let me do it now..." he begs, Mikayla's eyes widen in fear for the boys, she knows they've planned an escape but now she's worried it might not plan out. "You two are about to learn what happens to wrongdoers in my school." Umbridge announces to the twins, "you know what? I don't think we are." Fred turns to George, "George, I think we've outgrown full-time education." George smiled, "yeah, I've been feeling that way myself," said George lightly. "Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?" Fred asked his brother, "Definitely."

Before Umbridge could get another word out the twins shouted the incantation "Accio brooms!" There was a loud crash somewhere far in the distance. Fred and George's broomsticks, one still trailing The heavy chain and Iron peg with which Umbridge had fastened them to the wall, were hurtling along the corridor towards their owners; they turned left, streaked down the stairs and stopped sharply in front of the twins, the chain clattering loudly on the flagged Stone floor. "We won't be seeing you," Fred told Professor Umbridge, swinging his leg over his broomstick. "Yeah, don't bother to keep in touch," said George as he mounted his broom. Fred looked around at the assembled students, at the silent, watchful crowd. "If anyone fancies buying a Portable Swamp, as demonstrated upstairs, come to number 93, Diagon Alley- Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes," he said in a loud voice. "Our new premises!" George puffed out his chest, "Special discounts to Hogwarts students who swear they're going to use our products to get rid of this old bat," George pointed with his thumb at Umbridge.

"STOP THEM!" Shrieked Umbridge, but it was too late. As the Inquisitorial Squad closed in, Fred and George kicked off from the floor, Shooting 15 feet into the air, the iron peg swinging dangerously below. Fred looked across the hall, shared another wink at Mikayla, before making eye contact with the poltergeist that hoovered above the crowd. "Give her hell from us, Peeves." Fred ordered. Peeves who has never taken an order from a student EVER before swept his belled hat from his head and sprang to a salute as Fred and George wheeled about to loud applause from the students below and sped through the open front doors into the glorious sunset. George threw a firework that made the letter W in the sky, the students followed them out, cheering and clapping for the boys. Mikayla watched the boys fly towards London with a massive smile on her face.