AN: Thank you for reading... keep up the comments. I have an pretty good idea for the department of mysteries just be prepared to be surprised. Not JK Rowling.
It seemed the teachers hated Umbridge just as much as we did from the way they reacted to her in their classrooms. Ron and Harry talked about how bad it had turned out when Umbridge inspected Trelawney. I shook my head and frowned everyone hated Trelawney but what Umbridge had done was just plain nasty.
"Wands away. Please start on Chapter Two Common Defensive Theories and their Derivation." I raised my hand and smiled waiting patiently for Umbridge to come over. She walked over quickly and placed her face close to mine. Uncomfortably close.
"What is it this time Miss Granger?" She asked softly.
"I've already read chapter two." I said not bothering to lower my voice.
"Well then proceed onto chapter three." She sounded exasperated and I smiled slowly.
"I've read that too -" pause "- I've read the whole book." Umbridge blinked in shock but recovered quickly.
"Well then you should be able to tell me what Slinkhard says about counter-jinxes in Chapter Fifteen." Umbridge asked in a superior tone.
"He says that counter-jinxes are improperly named. He says jinx is just a name people give their jinxes when they want to make them sound more acceptable." She stood there a moment with her eyebrow raised impressed against her will.
"But I don't agree." Umbridge and I sparred ideas back and forth. She wasn't pleased and docked me five points. I drooped in my seat and sighed. Harry yelled at Umbridge and ended up getting another week of detention. Umbridge had brought up Professor Quirrel saying he was the best teacher we had had. Professor McGonagall had taken another five points when she found out the next day.
"She's taking points off because I'm getting my hand sliced open every night!" Harry hissed darkly to Ron. I froze in shock he must have forgotten I didn't know what happened in his detentions. Oh Merlin he was being tortured by that... that... evil woman.
When we went to Transfiguration Umbridge was sitting in the corner. Professor McGonagall completely ignored her and went along with the class as if she wasn't there. Umbridge wasn't pleased it was obvious she wanted people to fear her.
Umbridge was also in Care of Magical Creatures when we got there. Grumbly-Plank passed easily but it was Hagrid she was mostly interested in. By the end of that class Harry had another detention. Umbridge really was trying to break his spirit but if anything he was becoming even more of a hot head.
Harry didn't come back from Umbridge's office till after midnight.
"Here stick your hand in this." I said the moment he came back pale and swaying on his feet a handkerchief wrapped around his hand. He sat next me dazed and I put his hand in the bowl of Murlap and Ditany. His whole body relaxed into mine and Crookshanks lept into his lap.
"Harry I've been talking to Ron and I think we need to come up with a way to fight back." I said thinking of Sirius' last words to me.
"Like what?" Harry asked staring into the fire.
"I think we should learn Defense Against the Dark Arts ourselves." I said finally deciding to voice what I had been thinking.
"Do you really think we'd be able to we're already behind on our homework and its only the second week back." Ron said staring at me like I lost my mind.
"This is way more important than homework and you know it." They stared at me in shock but I continued anyway. "We need to learn to protect ourselves from whats out there."
"But who would teach us I mean we can only do so much by looking things up in books and practicing them." Ron said running his hands through his hair.
"I know that's why I think Harry should teach us." I said brightly. He was staring into the fire again a look of concentration on his face.
"What - but how would – I don't know anything about teaching." He said shocked.
"I know you don't Harry but think of all you've done over the years." I prodded gently.
"Most of that was luck and you know it." Ron and I started laughing, he was the best at defense in our year.
"Will you two stop laughing at me!" He finally yelled his eyes flashing for a moment the bowl of Murtlap falling on the ground. We stopped at once and I bit my lip.
"You have no idea what it is like to be a moment from death. Your mind becomes blank in a situation like that and it is terrifying having Voldemort staring you down with intent to kill you. The only reason it wasn't me was because he still needed me." Ron and I sobered immediately.
"Your right Harry we don't know what its like that's why we need someone whose been through it to teach us." I said repairing the bowl and setting it on the table.
"I'll think about it." He said and left quickly up the staircase.