Harry and I were chatting and laughing. I was retelling about a joke that I had played on Sirius as we entered the common room. But as we did that, the background chatter to our conversation stopped and so did we. I looked around quite a few were holding the Daily Prophet.
"Dean, Seamus. Good Holiday?" Harry wondered making conversation
"All right." Dean answered "Better than Seamus' anyway." speaking of Seamus stood up
"Me Mam didn't want me to come back this year." I slowly moved my hand to my wand.
"Why not?"
"Let me see. Because of you." he snapped back "The Daily Prophet's been saying a lot of things about you, Harry and Dumbledore as well."
"And your Mum believes them?" Harry questioned
"Well, nobody was there the night Cedric died." Seamus rebuffed
"I guess you read the prophet then, like your stupid mother. It'll tell you everything you need to know." Harry bit back
"Don't you dare talk about my mother like that."
"I'll have a go at anyone calling me a liar." Harry defended himself as Ron came in
"What's going on?" he asked me
"He's mad's is what's going on." Seamus answered
"He's not mad, you are and anyone who who believes what the prophet is saying. Go on Seamus tell Ron what those dumbos at the prophet and your mother have convinced you is going on." He stepped forward and I whipped out my wand "Easy now, you forget I'm the talented one."
"Do you believe the rubbish he's come out with about you-know-who?" Seamus asked Ron
"Yeah I do." Ron sided with his best friend "Has anyone else got a problem with Harry?" Ron asked, everyone was silent.
"Thought so." Harry and Ron went up to their dorms while I put my wand away and turned to leave but turned back and punched Seamus. Shaking my hand off as he held his nose. I looked at everyone else then left for my dorm.
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The next day as per usual, classes began. I sat with Hermione in in DADA, she was scolding me for punching Seamus. I shrugged it off. One of the others had made a origami bird and made it fly. I drew it and flew around the class till it was burned
"Good morning children." We turned to Professor Umbridge "Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations. O.W.Ls more commonly known and Owls. Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so and the consequences may be severe." I sighed but kept quiet. Professor Umbridge sent out books to be put on our desk.
"Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you'll be please to know that from now on, you will be following a carefully structured, Ministry approved course of defensive magic. Yes?" I glanced through the Dark arts for dummies books although they said for beginners. Hermione had put up her hand
"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells?" My best friend questioned
"Using spells?" Umbrage giggled "Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom." she sauntered over to us
"We're not gonna use magic?" Ron asked
"You'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk free way." I raised my hand "Miss Malfoy."
"What use is that?" Harry retorted before I could even speak. "If we're attacked, it won't be risk free." he voiced
"Students will raise their hand when they speak in my class." She snapped and I looked back at Harry for a moment then turned back "It is the view of the Ministry that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations which after all is what school is all about." she babbled
"And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there." Harry argued back.
"There is nothing out there dear. Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?" she can't really think that was a serious question
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort." she did not like that answer, there were muttering from our classmates. I rubbed my eye and then rested my chin on my hand
"Let me be clear. You have been told that a certain dark Wizard is at large once again. This is a lie." I covered my face and shook my head
"It's not a lie. I saw him. I fought him." Harry defended himself
"Detention. Mr Potter." she called returning to the front of the class in a huff about the current topic of conversation.
"So according to you Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord?" Harry retorted and the argument ensued between the two.
"Mr Diggory's death was a tragic accident."
"It was murder. Voldemort killed him. You must know that."
"Enough!" she screeched like a little child not getting her own way. "Enough. See me later, Mr Potter. In my office." her voice came back to calm and gave yet another giggle.
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Collision Course
FanfictionSafety has become a relative term since coming to Hogwarts. Every year there has been some kind of drama . However Since the Tri-waizard tornament I have been in more danger than ever from the one's I'm supposed to call family. Now I have to think o...
