𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 || 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Three: No Spells, Just Theory.

" Let's go, N/n! " Draco knocked in her door for the fifth time, than Y/n opened the door. " Okay, let's go. "

The two walked down to Breakfast and hurriedly left for their first DADA lesson. " I bet she'll do anything to improve this school. "

Y/n quickly changed her words, as she spotted the pink in the corner of her eyes." I'm very excited and happy to start my new lessons with excited students, Miss Clair. "

Both Draco and Y/n turned around, smiling fakely. " Good morning, professor. " They chorused and the sick lady smiled at them. " Good morning, dears. Hurry up in the classroom,
now. "

Y/n and Draco shared a glance before sitting beside each other and taking out their parchments and quills. Y/n smiled at Draco's glass quill she gave him at Christmas and bit the inside of her cheek.

Soon, the class piled in and everyone was having their normal chitter chatter. Y/n saw the paper bird and scoffed. Taking out her wand, she flicked it, making the bird turn into a real looking one.

As everyone awed, it burnt to ashes.
Y/n frowned and saw Umbridge by the entrance, her wand in her hand. Rolling her eyes to herself, she shifted into her seat comfortably.

" Well, good morning, children. Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations. O. W. L or more Commonly known as O.W.L.s." Y/n snickered, along with Draco and a few others at her tone.

" Study hard, and you will be rewarded. Failed to do so, and the consequences may be severe. " She shrugged with a big grin. She pointed her wand at the books, which levitated and started distributing among thr students.

As a book landed in front of Y/n, she frowned. " Defense Against the Dark Arts. Basic for Beginners?" Y/n questioned, noticing it was full of theories, no spells.

" Your previous instructions in this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you'll be pleased from now on, you'll be following a carefully structured, ministry approved course of defensive magic. " Umbridge says and Hermione's hand shot up.

" Yes? "

" There's nothing in here about using defensive spells. " Hermione says, eyeing the book , " Using spells?, " Umbridge asks, letting out a pointy laugh, " Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom. "

" We're not going to use magic? " Ron asks, dumbfounded. Y/n rolled her eyes, " What do you think she's talking about, Weasley. Christmas presents? "

Ron rolled his eyes at her while Umbridge smiled slyly, " You will be learning defensive spells in a secure and risk-free way. "

" What's the use of that? If we're going to be attacked, it won't be risk-free. " Harry interrupted, causing Umbridge to let out a short sigh. " Students will raise their hands if they need to speak in my class, Mr. Potter. "

Y/n looked over at Harry, who was clenching his jaw very hard. " Why he looks hot. " Y/n whispered to Draco, who frowned at her in disbelief and looked over at Harry. " Hey! It's Potter we're talking about. Are you okay? "

Y/n snickered at the annoyed look on Draco's face and smirked. " I was just stating the fact, Draco. "

" Well, you never said that about me. Why him? " Draco argued, glaring at the Chosen One. Y/n muffled her laugh and shrugged, which only annoyed Draco more.

" Oh, I don't know. Maybe, Lord
Voldemort. " She heard Harry say, and everyone went quite. Y/n picked up her quill and dropped it dramatically, listening to the sound of it rolling on the wooden floor.