Harry's hand was stinging. Detention with Umbridge had been much worse than he thought it would be. To make matters worse he passed Draco Malfoy in the hall. "What are you doing out so late Potter?" "You know bloody well I had detention the whole school knows!" Harry shouted. "Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to my common room so I don't get into more trouble." As Harry passed he forgot to hide his hand. "What's that on your hand Potter?" asked Malfoy.
"What are you talking about Malfoy?" said Harry, stuffing his hand into his pocket. "Show me your hand Potter." Malfoy demanded. "Why should I?" said Harry. "Because I'm a prefect and can take points from your house with just a few words." and with that Malfoy pulled Harry's hand out of his pocket making Harry wince. "I must not tell lies." muttered Draco. (wait a minute when did he become Draco?) "Who did this to you?" he said. "It's nothing, why do you even care?" said Harry. "Who. did. this. to. you." Draco said, punctuating each word with anger. "Alright," Harry shouted, "it was Umbridge!" "Congrats," he added, "you now know who to thank." He tried to leave, but Draco grabbed his noninjured hand and dragged him in the opposite direction, toward Umbridge's office.
"Where are you taking me? Oh, I don't care just let me go so we don't get into trouble!" Harry yelled in exasperated tones. "We're going to have a little chat with Umbridge." said Draco. He pulled Harry all the way back to Umbitch's -sorry -Umbridge's office Harry groaning all the while. Draco knocked on the door, no it was too loud and angry to be a knock it was more of a bang. Umbridge walked out. "Yes?" she said her toad-like smile on her lips. "Did you do this?" asked Draco. "Yes, you see Mr. Potter spread nasty lies and also he was rude in class." she answered in her sickeningly sweet-sounding voice.