Toxic Crush

~27~

Ginny and Clara stood at the end of the wing that held the teacher's offices, and Luna and Nevvile stood at the other. Ron was causing a mess on the other side of the castle, and Harry and Hermione were hidden.

With a nod at Harry and Hermione, Ginny and Clara stepped towards Umbridge's pink door and knocked.

When a disgruntled Umbridge opened it, they put on their most worried faces and started to babble.

"There's a fire in the west wing, no one can put it out! It's damaging all of the posters that hold the rules!"

Umbridge's eyes widened at the mention of her precious frames rule posters.

"Mcgonagall said she didn't know what to do, and that we should go and get the headmistress for help!"

She smiled at that, pleased that she was finally seen as the new alpha of the school.

"You said the west wing?" The woman asked.

The two girls nodded and watched with satisfaction as she began to hobble away on her little legs with a delighted smile.

"Aww, look how happy she is." Clara said. "I feel bad!"

"Don't." Ginny said coldly. "She deserves this."

"I suppose."

They gave Hermione and Harry a thumbs up, and the two of them snuck into the office to use the fire.

"I've forgotten what to do now." Ginny said, a stress induced frown forming on her face.

"Run to the other end of the corridor, find the other two, run to Ron, and go and get a bunch of thestrals so that when Hermine and Harry are done we can leave."

"Right. Let's go."

They jogged to the other end of the long corridor and met up with Luna and Neville, who were waiting anxiously for them.

"Did everything go okay?" Neville asked, rubbing his sweaty palms together.

Ginny nodded. "Stupid bitch fell for it."

"Honestly people will believe anything as long as it's a compliment." Clara agreed.

"Anyway, let's go get Ron and get to the forbidden forest."

They all began to run along the empty halls towards the west wing, but when they heard a yell they started to sprint, and they split up.

The yell had come from a member of the inquisitorial squad, and it was one of warning.

Somehow, they knew that they were coming, and that they were up to no good.

Clara tore down a staircase, running faster than she ever had before as she desperately tried to reach the west wing before she was caught.

She heard spells being fired behind her, and she fired a few over her shoulder as she ran.

Suddenly, her body ran into something solid, and she fell backwards onto her tailbone.

"GOT ONE!" Someone yelled from above her, lifting the hood of her robes and pulling her into a standing position with a wand held at her.

She craned her neck to see that it was Crabbe, and she kicked his foot as hard as she could.

He didn't even flinch, and he reached into her pocket to take her wand.

"It's not in there you disgusting pig." She said, squirming as he moved his hands along her stomach.

"Crabbe! I'll take her." Said a familiar voice from behind her.

"No, it's okay I've-"

"Umbridge said for me to take her."