❝ a darkness that holds me,
and loves when I bleed,
it locks all the doors and then hides all the keys,
wish someone had told me what I couldn't see,
a glimmer of hope that was staring at me ❞
fred weasley x fem!oc
golden trio era
rewr...
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BEING DRAGGED TOWARDS the Hogwarts Headmaster's office by her boyfriend's elder brother was something Rebecca Black had never pictured would happen to her. Both her and Harry had been snatched up by the back of their robes before they both could escape the Room of Requirement alongside the rest of the DA, being tugged and yanked rather harshly by Percy Weasley all the way out of the room and up to Dumbledore's office just to be presented like slabs of hanging meat from the butcher. Not too far behind them was Professor Umbridge, practically beaming in pride as she sauntered right into the office and pushing them both inside and to the front of the room where a handful of official-looking people stood.
"Well.." Cornelius Fudge uttered, a twisted sort of satisfaction settling upon his old features, "well, well well..."
"Well," He stated once more for effect, squaring his shoulders tightly as he glanced between both dark-haired teens before him, "I expect you both know why you're here?"
"Nope." Rebecca answered abruptly before Harry could, seeing the slight look of hesitation upon the young wizard's face.
"I beg your pardon," Fudge went askew, his face now pulled taunt, "you don't know why you're both here?"
"No." Harry took a turn, schooling his own features so that he now looked rather bored.
"So you both haven't the slightest idea as to why Professor Umbridge had brought you to this office?" He questioned incredulously, "You are not aware that you both have broken any school rules?"
"School rules?" The boy asked rhetorically, pursing his lips before shaking his head, "no."
"Or Ministry decrees?" Fudge amended angrily, his eyes narrowed.
Rebecca answered the Minister this time, echoing a simple, "Nuh-uh."
"Well, seeing as they both won't begin complying, it's best if I go fetch our informants." Umbridge finally shrilled in annoyance, sharply spinning on her heel.
With the attention now suddenly shifted towards Umbridge's retreating figure out of the office, Rebecca took the moment to finally tug herself out of Percy's harsh grasp. Shooting him a glare, she smoothed out and fixed her crumpled robes pointedly before laying a sharp pinch to the hand that was still holding onto Harry. Percy yelped out quietly, sending her one of his own narrowed glares, though, dropping his hand from their robes nonetheless. Harry gave a small look of appreciation towards the Ravenclaw, he too fixing his robes as well midst the looming silence between the rest of the adults.
