charlotte taylor
"Do you want to sit with us?" Ginny asked as we entered the Great Hall.
"No, thanks," I said, "I have to do something."
Mustering up all the courage I could, I strutted up to the professors' table.
"Excuse me?" I smiled politely, "Professor?"
Umbridge raised her eyebrows at me innocently, "Yes, Miss Taylor?"
"Do you think we could reschedule our detention?" I asked, "I'm afraid I have a conflict."
"You'll have to rearrange your schedule," she said bitterly, "Your detention is tonight."
"I just can't be there," I frowned, trying to think of a lie.
"And why is that?"
"I...have a meeting with my Head of House," I lied quickly.
"You mustn't tell lies, Miss Taylor," she scowled.
"I'm not lying!" I protested.
She grinned manically before she nudged Professor Snape.
He turned to her with a look of disgust.
"Severus, Miss Taylor seems to be under the impression that she has a meeting with you tonight. Is this correct?" the toad pursed her lips.
Snape studied me for a moment. I nodded at him with a hopeful expression.
"Please?" I mouthed silently.
"Yes," he said curtly, turning away immediately.
Hm, that was easier than I expected.
I grinned triumphantly, "I'll see you tomorrow."
I left her to sit alone in her own misery.
***
"Why can't you let me in?" I griped.
"Say the password," the Fat Lady ordered.
"I did," I rolled my eyes.
"That was last week's password," she said.
I scowled.
"You're a Slytherin," she frowned.
"Just let me in!" I protested, "I'm meeting someone."
"No," she said.
I reached into my shoe and pulled out the knife Georgina had gifted me for my thirteenth birthday. I had yet to use it, and I was much too scared to ever do so.
I held it in front of me, "Let me in."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Yes, just let me-"
"Oi! Taylor!" the portrait swung open, revealing Fred, "A knife? Slytherin has hardened you."
I rolled my eyes, "She wouldn't let me in."
"Well, I will," he said dramatically, "Come in, ickle Taylor."
I grinned as I stepped into the Gryffindor common room.
"So," I said, sitting down on a couch, "Why'd you want to see me?"
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fifty shades of green • draco malfoy
Fanfiction'i hate the way you make me feel' another day, another slowburn draco malfoy fanfic i do not own anything in the Harry Potter world. all rights go to JK Rowling (even though we don't like her). thanks for reading baes vote if u feel inclined first s...