Ms. Horned Serpent (Harry x Reader x Draco)

Tea with Umbridge

   You rolled over in your bed, the natural rest of the weekend in the air. You noticed Draco was fast asleep, sitting up in bed. You stood up, turned Ghost's light on, and sat at your desk. You went to grab your hairbrush, but a letters caught you eyes. It was a pink, you opened it. "Ms. (l/n), I would like for you to join me for tea at noon, Dolores Umbridge." You groaned quiet loudly, Ever since your first class with umbridge, you've gotten one of these letters once a week.
   You grabbed a piece of parchment. "Dear Professor Umbridge, I would love to join you, (y/n) (l/n)." You wrote, handing the paper to Charlie, who quickly flew out the window.
   "Morning." Draco said, sitting up.
   "Morning." You said, starting to brush your hair. Draco got up walked over to you, kissing your head.
   "What if we had a picnic for lunch?" Draco asked, sitting back on your bed.
   "Can't do, Umbridge invited me over for tea." You showed him the letter.
   "When?"
   "Noon."
   "Ah, well we could do it for dinner." Draco said. "I'll set it up, how about we spend the morning studying-" "(Y/n)! You won't believe this shit!" Miles yelled, slamming your door open, leading a group of very angry slytherins. "Umbridge has banned all school groups, including the quidditch teams!"
   "Permanently?" You asked, your blood ran cold, umbridge must have caught wind of the group.
   "No, you have to get your group approved!" Miles yelled, you stood up, anger filling your body.
   "So, all of you decided to interrupt my morning, make me worry that something terrible happen, over nothing?" You asked, venom dripping from your words.
   "Nothing? but You'll-" "I know I need to do. Umbridge was a slytherin, and she holds me in very high esteem. It will take nothing more than a simple conversation to get the quidditch team back." You said. "Next time, I would think before barging into my room, over such trivial matters."
   "Oh, um, We're sorry. We didn't think about that, we were just mad." Goyle said.
   "Great, now please leave so I can continue my morning." You said.
   "Right, bye." Miles said, as everyone left your room, closing the door behind them.
   "Ugh, guess I have to talk to umbridge about that." You said, floppy onto your bed, Draco patting your back.
   "Maybe that's why she wants to talk to you." Draco suggested.
   "Yeah," You looked at your clock, 11:24 am. "Shit, Draco get out, I need to get ready!" You hopped up, and pushed him out of your room. You pulled on a green sweater, black jeans, and black leather boots. You quickly did your hair and makeup and hurried to Umbridge's office.

   You knocked on her door. Umbridge opened the door. Her office was a gaudy pink color and the walls where covered in plates with moving kittens on them. "Well, hello (y/n)! It's good to see you!" She said, as you walked into her office, sitting across from her desk. "Now what would you like to drink?"
   "Uh, tea." You said. "Now I would like to talk to you about my student groups, and the slytherin quidditch team."
   "Here." She set a pink tea cup in front of you, you took a drink. "The quidditch team is already approved, but I would like to here about your other groups."
   "Alright, I have quite a few. First is a cooking/baking club, the Quidditch training group for first years, and the slytherin study group." You said.
   "What do you do in the cooking club?" She asked.
   "We just bake sweets or meals, it's really fun, you should attend one of our meetings." You said.
   "Alright, what about the the Quidditch training group for first years?"
   "The slytherin quidditch team trains first years to tryout for the slytherin quidditch team in their second year." You said.
   "Don't first years have to take flying lessons?" Umbridge questioned.
   "Yes, but the slytherin quidditch team has higher standards than just knowing to fly, so if any first years want to join the quidditch team, they're going to need more training." You said.
   "Okay, what about the last one?" Umbridge asked.
   "It's just a study group for slytherins, believe it or not, most of us are really bad at charms." You said.
   "Does that group teach any fighting magic?" She asked.
   "Only if a teacher makes that homework, or it's a really funny spell, like Ducklifors, where you can turn things and people into ducks." You said. "But, now half the slytherins know how to turn people into ducks. I do feel sorry for madam Pomfrey."
   "Oh, very well, all of your groups are approved." She said. "But, have you heard of a group start by some gryffindors, it's to teach students fighting spells."
   "No, can't say that I have," You lied. "Most gryffindors don't like me."
   "Very well." She said. "(y/n), I have to say, it's not everyday that you get to meet someone like yourself. I sure you'll do great in life, what are your plans for the future?"
   "After Hogwarts I plan to hunt down my uncle and kill him." You said, umbridge looked very shocked.
   "I met like what you want to do with your life." She said.
   "Oh, I want to be an Auror or a Hogwarts professor." You said.
   "Well, I'm sure you could accomplish whatever you plan on." Umbridge said, looking at the clock. "Well, it's getting late, you should head to your common room."
   "Right, well goodnight." You said, leaving the office.