A/N: I've seen this type of thing around and decided to give a go at it. This takes place in Harry's 5th year before the Umbridge caught the DA.
Disclaimer: Unless J.K Rowling decides to sell me the rights to Harry Potter...I'm just a fangirl writing Fanfiction...le sigh.
Harry Potters day was going terrible..and it was clear to him why.
The answer?
It was a Saturday. The only day that even matched up to the hell that was Saturday was Monday, and even it was better, if only by a little. Things always went wrong on Saturdays, though they also went wrong on Mondays, just not as much.
So far today, Harry had been accused of murdering Cedric...again (by Smith...thanks a lot by the way), called an attention seeking liar (Umbitch..umm I mean Umbridge) given another month of detentions for telling the truth, or in the toads opinion, telling 'lies'. And now the before mentioned toad had called a school wide meeting in the Great Hall to, reveal what she proclaimed was "proof of the truth"...great.
As he walked through the doors to the Great Hall, he saw all of the House tables had already been mostly filled up and the members of the Order were here as well, with Sirius in Snuffles form. Harry gave a nod to them in recognition and greeting. Harry glanced up to the head table and saw that, Dumbledore still wasn't looking at him, Umbitc...um...bridge was smiling that sickly sweet smile that you would see adults smiling at a young child that said that magic was real...well at least if they were muggle and didn't believe in magic. And let me tell you, it was really starting to get on Harry's nerves. The rest of the teachers were looking at him in a sympathetic manner. (Except for Snape of course)
"As you can see, this book states, The Truth and In Remembrance. I was told that this book will tell us the truth about what a certain student has been spreading lies about through story." The Toad stated, looking pointedly at Harry.
"Well, in that case Dolores," Dumbledore began, "I suppose that we should read, should we not?"
"Of course, headmaster," the Toad said in her sickening girlish manner, "Who would like to read?"
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No one raised their hand.
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After a couple of minutes of silence, McGonagall finally seemed to have had enough of the way that the pink thing was looking at her as if she was supposed to raise her hand or punish her students for not raising their's.
"I'll read Dolores." The Head of Gryffindor ground out with barely concealed hatred
"Excellent" Was the sickening reply she received as the book was passed over to her.
"In Remembrance of the First Victims." McGonagall began.
...In Remembrance of Gideon and Fabian Prewett...
At this Molly burst into tears and Arthur started consoling her.
...some of the greatest Pranksters in Hogwarts history with their partners in crime, the Marauders. For the few years they were in school together...
This made Remus gain a look of nostalgia and a small smile, while Snuffles gained what could only be described as a dog-like grin.
...and had some freakin' awesome nephews...
"YOU BET!" Was the cry heard from the Weasley Boys. While Ginny pouted at not being mentioned.
...and niece...
"Much better." She said as everyone laughed at her expense, at least most people did.
...and died fighting in the Order like so many others...
Molly, having calmed a little, burst into a fresh round of tears.
"That's all in the Remembrance for the 2," McGonagall said, "The next chapter is The Fall of The Prewett Twins. Who wants to read?" She asked.
(A/N: I realize that the Prewett twins were probably not the first victims of the war, but those were the ones I had the information to do first. Please correct me if I got anything incorrect in Grammar or anything else. Next Chappie is the Prewett twins death as obvious as that is. Also, I almost deleted this whole chapter because of my computer.)