AN: My friends and I all made a prompt that we could agree to and are all writing using the very same prompt. These are the pairings that will be included in the story, but I will post the prompt once I can without spoiling anything.

Ships: Major-Harry/Ginny or Harry/Luna as main; Harry MUST have a breakup with the other girl. Minor-Remus/Sirius or Remus/Lucius, Dean/Seamus, Hermione/Terry Boot, Albus/Minerva (or Albus/Rumbleroar), Lavender/Draco, Lily/James or Lily/Severus
Not all of the ships have to be included, but if a person is to be paired with anyone, then it must agree with the prompt.

The Albus/Rumbleroar is just more in case we decide to write humor fics instead. :)

Hope you enjoy this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

I was seated in a chair in Umbridge's office. Why wasn't anyone coming? My friends were being held by the Inquisitorial Squad, but I had more friends than just the few that were here. Where were they?

"The Cruciatus curse, I think," Umbridge murmured so quietly that only I could hear, but I supposed that she knew it. To me, those words sounded like a threat more than a spoken thought.

The door burst open at that moment. Snape walked in, in all his bat-like glory. Well at the very least, he was someone.

"What," he drawled, "is going on in here?"

"An interrogation," Professor Umbridge said. Snape's eyes flicked to my own, and somehow I knew that he understood just how serious this situation was. Draco was currently in possession of all of our wands, and we didn't appear to have a way out. For the first time in my entire life, I trusted my least favorite professor. I trusted him with my life. Now all I needed was a distraction to have Umbridge look away from me. The fake vision.

"He's got Padfoot," I suddenly burst out. Snape looked at me, and I shook my head so slightly that only he would notice, and even then only if he was looking for it.

"Padfoot? Severus, what is padfoot?" Umbridge had finally turned to face Snape, and now I was free. I lurched forward, kicked Umbridge in the back of the knees, and nodded to Draco. He tossed me my wand.

"Petrificus totalus!" I cried. I watched happily as Umbridge froze, her hands now snapped to her sides. "Don't mess with me," I said. I looked to Draco, who was currently handing everyone back their wands. "Tell them to release my friends," I ordered, pointing to Crabbe and Goyle. Draco looked at them.

"You heard him," he scolded firmly when the two didn't let go. Soon, everyone had followed their lead. Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Ron, and Luna were all freed.

"Let's go," I said. My friends all followed me, with the addition of Draco.

"Where do you think you're going, Snake?" Ron snarled. Draco looked unfazed by the outburst.

"I think that I am following a direct order," he replied. I was confused at this. Order? I hadn't seen anyone give him an order.

"You guys head to the Room of Requirement. I'll meet you there in a few minutes." The girls and Neville all nodded, but Ron stood there like a defiant idiot.

"What are you going to do with the Snake?"

"I'll deal with him," I replied. Ron still didn't move. "Go," I said impatiently.

"Fine," he muttered. He turned and walked off with the rest of the group. I grabbed Draco by the arm and pulled him into an unused corridor of the dungeons and pushed him roughly against a wall.

"A direct order? Who gave you a direct order?" Draco shook his head.

"I am not allowed to say."

"Why not?"

"I can't answer that, either."

"Can you answer this? Why must you follow this person's orders?" Draco grimaced.

"As an elven being, I must always follow the orders of those in the High Court."

"Good enough," I finally muttered. I pulled my hand away from Draco's arm, and he stumbled away from the wall. I turned and walked away from him. For about half a minute, I heard silence, but then there were light footsteps behind me. I didn't bother turning around when I knew that it would be Draco. "Follow your orders if you want," I said without turning around, "but don't try to interfere with anything that we might do." There was a slight laugh from somewhere about ten feet behind me.

"I wouldn't dream of it," Draco said.

I reached the seventh floor and paced the corridor three times. Each time, I was thinking, I need to be where my friends are. A door emerged from somewhere in the wall. I walked up to it and pulled on one of the large door handles. The door opened with a quiet creak, and I entered to find four large black couches with a roaring fire on the back wall. Hermione and Ron were seated on opposite sides of one couch, while Luna, Ginny, and Neville had all taken seats on the couch opposite from them.

"No trouble getting here?" I asked the group. They finally noticed that I had entered the room. Ron glanced behind me and saw that Draco was still walking behind me.

"What is he doing here?" he boomed.

"He is here for two reasons. The first is that he has to be here. The second is that he is my friend." Ron's eyes bulged at this. "If you don't like that, then get out."

"Harry? Mate, you can't seriously be picking a Slytherin over me. I'm your best friend! We've known each other for nearly five years! All that slimy git's done is insult you at every turn!"

"And yet both of us were still able to look past all of that and become friends. You, Ronald, are still acting like an immature child. Either get over it, or get out." Ron looked torn for half a second, before he stood up and stomped out of the room. The door sealed behind him.

"He always was the most judgmental of all of us," Ginny said during the awkward silence that followed. I laughed as I sat down in the middle of one of the two remaining couches. Draco sat on one end of the last couch.

"So what was all that about? Sirius is where, exactly?" Hermione asked me. She always was one to get right to the point.

"Sirius is, presumably, safe at Grimmauld Place. I received a vision from Voldemort showing me that Sirius was in the Department of Mysteries, but thanks to Professor Snape, I was able to recognize that this was false and just a trap."

"But I thought your lessons with Snape had ended!" Ginny exclaimed.

"They did, but I had learned enough to know a trap from something useful."

For the next hour, I discussed with my friend what our options were for going against Umbridge. It was decided that we would all go to Dumbledore and ask him to call the Minister. If he didn't believe our stories, we would be able to submit our memories for viewing.

My friends started leaving in pairs to go to Dumbledore's office so that nobody would be suspicious of such a big group, and it would also be easier to hide from Umbridge. Hermione and Luna went first, followed by Ginny and Neville. Draco and I finally went last.

On the way to Dumbledore's office, someone grabbed the side of my cloak and pulled me into a dark corridor. I immediately went to draw my wand, but I stopped when I noticed it was Professor Snape. Draco came up and stood next to me, and I saw that he was just as curious as to why Snape was here as I was.

"Is your godfather really with the Dark Lord?" the professor's menacing voice growled out.

"No, sir."

"Good, then." I nodded to him and turned to continue walking. "Potter!" he said. I froze where I was. "Let me know if you need any help." I didn't understand why he would offer something like that to Harry Potter, but I knew there had to be a reason. A debt, maybe, or possibly it was more of a duty. Either way, I wouldn't let the opportunity go to waste.

"Thank you, sir," I said. I continued walking to the Headmaster's office with Draco just slightly behind me.

AN: How was it? Should I keep posting as I write? Please review. :)