Just Because I Felt Like It
By: Mela Honey
Disclaimer: Nope still don't own Harry Potter and I doubt I ever will.
Harry looked around the hall as Professor Umbridge droned on with her speech. However, he looked back at Professor Umbridge when he heard a load 'splat'.
Professor Umbridge had stopped talking and was now blinking through a white cream that now covered her face, and was slowly dripping down her front. Dumbledore was standing again.
"The person who threw the pie please stand up," Dumbledore ordered. Silent rang through the hall. Then a girl from Ravenclaw stood up. Harry didn't recognize her although she looked to be about his age.
'Ah, Miss Raven, may I inquire as to why you felt the need to throw a pie at Professor Umbridge." For a moment the girl didn't speak.' Because she sounded like a broken record and was beginning to give me a headache. Also, that speech was an insult to the English language. It needed to be ended," Raven said bluntly.
"I'm sure you could have found a better way to end Professor Umbridge's speech."
"I thought the pie would make her look prettier, but that was a miscalculation on my part. I should have just thrown a tomato."
There were a few giggles around the hall at this announcement.
"What is you name girl?" Professor Umbridge asked wiping cram off her face.
"Kally Raven and I must ask you to leave this school," Raven said with a blank face, staring hard at Professor Umbridge.
"And why would I want to leave," Professor Umbridge asked in an overly sweet voice.
"Hogwarts is a school, not a political outpost. You have no business here. I'm sure that the Headmaster can find a proper teacher to fill in fore Defense Against the Dark Arts."
'What makes a little girl like you think that I have no business here and that I'm not a proper teacher for this post?"
"Your poorly done speech, you said yourself, amidst all the rambling you continually kept repeating, that the Ministry's interfering with Hogwarts. Also, no one can be a teacher with a poorly done speech like that one, Another thing is that I have read the book you assigned to us and have found that it is not a proper book for a teacher to use, main reason being that all the 'facts'," Raven lifted up her hands and die 'quotation marks' as she said the word, "are in reality opinions. Again, you have no business here, woman, leave."
"I'm afraid that I cannot leave, and I am the teacher here. As such, you must give me a certain level of respect. Now I believe points are taken, fifty points from Ravenclaw and a detention for tomorrow night in my office," the woman said, still in her sweet annoying voice.
"Very well, but you are no teacher here. But if you are refusing to leave then let me be the first to welcome you," Raven paused, then bowed saying, "Welcome Dorals Umbridge, to Hell."
Raven sat back down and murmuring instantly started.
"Professor, would you like to continue your speech?" Dumbledore asked politely.
"No, no, I have said all that I have wanted to say thank you."
Professor Umbridge sat back down.
"Very well then, thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, that was most illuminating. Now – as I was saying, Quidditch tryouts will be held…"
"Yes, it certainly was illuminating," said Hermione in a low voice.
"Which part?" Ron said quietly, chuckling, "she still has some cream in her hair."
"All of it, though I don't know what that Raven girl was playing at."
"Me either, but she was right in saying that was a poor speech," Harry said. "I don't know how she got that the Ministry's interfering though."
"What that woman was saying, 'progress for progress's sake must be discouraged'," Hermione pointed out. Just then they noticed that Dumbledore had just dismissed the school so they let the subject drop for now.
I don't know if I'll continue this, depends on how many reviews I get. All I really wanted to do was throw a pie at Umbridge. So if you want to find out where this goes leave a review.