𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 (𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖿𝗈𝗒 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋)

Chapter 28 ~ To the Ministry

Umbridge was now headmaster. Great. Just great.

On an unrelated note, our lessons with Snape were getting harder and harder.

"Practice, every night, before going to sleep!" he would say.

One night, however, while at our lesson, Snape left to do something. Harry, being the curios idiot that he is, decided to go for a "dip" in the Pensieve.

A few minutes later, Harry came back up, just as Snape walked in through the door.

"POTTER!" Snape screamed, rushing up to us.

"Sir, I'm sorry," Harry started.

"No more lessons for you! This is... you are a disgrace to your name, Potter!" Snape yelled, ushering us out the door.

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Umbridge also made us work harder and harder for our upcoming O.W.L.s.

It was insane.

We were assigned extra homework from all of our teachers. I spent lots of time in the library with Hermione and Star.

I had also stopped calling Malfoy Draco and started calling him Malfoy. He didn't apologize for turning me in that one night, in fact, he hadn't talked to me since that night.

The day before our O.W.L.s began, I got just the cheering-up I needed.

Fred and George burst into the corridor after class and started throwing little trinkets everywhere. They exploded, made fireworks, and turned the corridor into a swamp.

Umbridge tried to stop them, but only made things better. (For us)

The whole corridor was a swamp, with Filch and Umbridge stuck in the middle of it.

I saw Professor McGonagall smiling at the boys, joined by Professor Flitwick.

"Accio brooms!" Fred and George yelled together.

They jumped on their brooms, flew away, leaving a mess and clapping students.

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During on of our O.W.L.s, once I had finished, I started having a vision.

(A/N: Whatever you call it)

I was in that black corridor, walking, quickly. I entered through the large black door and looked around the room. It was dark, filled with rows and rows of orbs, which varied in size.

I saw it.

One of the prophecies said, "Y/n Potter," and the one next to it said, "Harry Potter."

Then Sirius was there.

"Grab the prophecies. Now, or must I make you?" a voice said. I realized it was coming from me.

"You'll have to kill me first," Sirius said.

"Oh, I will. Now grab them and give them to me."

"No."

"Maybe the Cruciatus Curse will change your mind?"

"No."

"Crucio!"

Sirius then doubled over, on his knees, writhing in pain.

I jumped up. Apparently Harry did too, as he was standing.

"Mr. and Miss Potter, please sit down. Now," Umbridge demanded.

I sat down and waited.

As soon as we were released, Harry and I ran to Umbridge's pink office.