Pity the living- slytherin boys

Rules

"Ooh, these crystal balls are so cool. Maybe I could talk to my parents through them." I joke as we're in divination class.

"You really shouldn't joke about your parents' death, Miss Jones. That's very disrespectful." Umbridge walks into the class and all hell breaks loose.

Of course I could just shut up, but that's no fun.

"What are you gonna do? Tell my mum?" People start snickering around the classroom.

"Tell my dad? Go ahead they're listening." I look into the Crystal ball and pause, pretending to read it.

"They said shut up." The whole class starts laughing as steam leaves Umbridge's ears.

Even Trealawney covers her mouth with her hand so she won't laugh.

"Detention, Miss Jones, for being rude. Again." The whole class shuts up as I roll my eyes.

"Just one question, dear. You've been in this post... how long, exactly?" Umbridge asks Treawlany. The professor looks around, thinking, not knowing what to answer.

Umbridge giggles, her usual annoying giggle and checks something on her paper. "Could you please predict something for me?" Umbridge asks.

Treawlany stands there with an open mouth. "I'm sorry?" She questions.

"One... teensy little prophecy?" Umbridge responds.

Treawlany stands there, trying to think what to say. I feel so bad for her, she needs to deal with Umbridge.

"Pity." Umbridge writes on her paper and turns to leave.

"No, wait. Wait, no. I think I do see something. Yes, I do. Something dark. You are in grave danger." Treawlany dramatically speaks as she bullshits Umbridge. I damn hope she's in grave danger.

"Lovely." Umbridge says and walks out.

"I hate Umbridge." Mattheo states as we all arrive for lunch.

"Me too, she gave me another detention tonight." I sigh.

"How is that possible? We didn't even have a class with her." Theo laughs.

"You have to stop being so rude to her." Dray speaks from beside me.

"Didn't we agree that you and I drop the matter?" I fake a smile at him. He rolls his eyes.

"We all had our ties a little loose and she bloody choked us when she tightened them with her wand." Enzo complains.

"Bloody hell." Theo exclaims when we enter the Great Hall and see no tables, only Filtchwick little singing group.

"Lunch is canceled today. Miss Umbridge is coming to check my group." He tells us.

"What?" I exclaim. I'm so annoyed with her.

"They can't cancel lunch. What are we supposed to eat?" Enzo asks.

"For all I care, you don't have to eat. Just leave." We all sigh and walk out to the courtyard.

"I'm bloody hungry." Enzo says.

"Deal with it, Berkshire." Dray scoffs. Just then we see people stand around Fred and George as they play with a spark ball they made. We stand with the people, laughing around as we look at the two. We clap as they send it really high up, cheering them on.

And then, of course, Umbridge lights the spark out and walks away.

We all look at her with disappointment, except for Dray.

"Let's just go to potions." Mattheo sighs.

As we walk to the dungeons, we see a crowd of students looking at Filch hanging up more of Umbridge's new rules.

As he gets of the latter, he lifts it up. He begins turning around with the large latter in the middle of the crowd. We bend down so he won't hit us with it.

"No music is to be played during study hours." Theo reads.

"All Weasley products will be banned immediately." Draco reads another rule.

"How did she already manage to do that? It's been only a few minutes." I shrug.

"Bloody hell, proper dress and decorum is to be maintained at all times." Mattheo sighs.

We sit in the potions class, listening to Snape. And then, Umbridge walks in.

"Oh, not this again." I scoff.

"You applied for Defense Against the Dark Arts post, is that correct?" Umbridge walks around Snape.

"Yes." He replies through gritted teeth.

"But you were unsuccessful?" She fake pouts.

"Obviously." Snape responds. I can see Ron snickering as Umbridge walks out of the class.

Once she shuts the door behind her Snape hits him on the head with a book. I laugh at it.