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The green flames shot out of the fireplace alerting Albus. The headmaster turned seeing his niece more somber than when she left, "You have made a decision?"

She nodded slowly, "I'm leaving the school."

Dumbledore pulled his niece in for a warm embrace, he knew she was doing the right thing in the long run; she just needed to do it. "Go, you should tell them."

Dahlia made her way down the stairs to find Harry. She stopped for a moment trying to figure out where he would be at this time, it was late afternoon, and supper wouldn't be for another few hours. He might be in Gryffindor tower, she thought and headed in that direction, if he wasn't at least someone could give her a clue to his whereabouts. The lilac haired witch argued with herself with each step forward, there truly was no better option, both were equally horrible. Although there were bonuses to her not being at Hogwarts, she could be with Sirius more and help out the order without the added duties of being a teaching assistant.

That thought made her smile despite the horrible situation she was put in. Dahlia absentmindedly said the password to get into the tower and found her three favorite Gryffindor's sitting in the common room. The teaching assistant walked over to the sofa sitting between them.

"Dahlia," Hermione said surprised as she sat down.

"Listen," she said, her face became sour as she had to deliver this news, "I was called into Umbridge's office after I left DA headquarters," she sighed playing with her fingers not wanting to actually say what she had to.

"Out with it," Harry told her holding her hands steady. Dahlia looked at the young wizard; he gave her a small smile which she returned.

"Spending too much time with me I see," she said with the smallest laugh. "Umbridge gave me an ultimatum, either I stay and help her interrogate students or I leave Hogwarts." The three Gryffindors all gave a sharp gasp. "I know, not even the worst part, she will be using Veritaserum to do so…"

"That's illegal," Hermione protested.

"It would have been last year," Dahlia informed her, "she apparently got permission from the Ministry to ferret out those conspiring against Fudge."

"Well you can't leave," Ron told her turning to the Ravenclaw she turned her head away from Ron ashamed that she was leaving, "you are," he asked in disbelief.

Dahlia nodded, "Believe me this was not an easy decision for me, but if I stay I risk being exposed to Veritaserum unknowingly and then ruining everything that we've worked for," she told them, "The Order, The DA, it was too risky for me to stay." She paused looking at the teenagers, "I hope you understand."

Ron and Hermione were gob smacked at the revelation but Harry looked at her with a slight smile before speaking, "I do," he told her softly.

"You do?"

Harry nodded, "You can do more for the Order without being trapped in here with the rest of us."

Dahlia smiled, "Thank you Harry. You will tell the others," the three of the nodded before embracing the lilac haired witch. She held onto them for a good few moments, "I have to go inform the High Inquisitor, please inform as many students you can about the Veritaserum, she can't know what's going on."

"Of course," Hermione said.

"Thank you all once again, Hogwarts is in good hands," she stood, "I don't know if there's anything more I could teach you at the moment."

Dahlia left Gryffindor tower with new found happiness that the school was indeed in good hands. As she walked to the DADA classroom she knew that after she told Umbridge off that she would have to leave with no time for goodbyes. It was something she would have to sacrifice; she needed to tell off that gargoyle before the bravery left her body.

She found the immaculate classroom as bare as ever, Dolores had to be in her office. Dahlia took a deep breath before heading up the stairs that in years past were a source of comfort. It was hard to walk up the small staircase knowing that Lupin wasn't on the other side; she would even take Gilderoy over this pompous toad. Dumbledore's niece settled herself before knocking of the door.

"Come in," the overly sweet voice called. Dahlia opened the door facing the professor. "Ah Dahlia dear, have you made your decision," a cruel smile graced the overly square face of Umbridge.

"I have," she said evenly, "I am choosing to leave Hogwarts for the remaining of the year."

The smile dropped a bit, "You aren't concerned about the student's welfare if you are absent?"

"I did not make this decision lightly; I know that the students will fare well without me for the rest of the year."

"If you are sure dear," Umbridge said taking a sip of her tea.

"I am," Dahlia said not looking away from the High Inquisitor. She kept eye contact with her bright blue eyes, "I am also quite certain of a few things."

"Yes dear?"

"I am certain that you are one of the lowest forms of filth that has ever disgraced this institution and this position, including Barty Crouch Jr and Quirrell," she told Dolores with strength in her voice. The professor stopped mid sip to stare at the Ravenclaw to say something but Dahlia continued, "I am also certain that you have no competency for teaching or the Ministry." Dolores' face started to flush with rage as the Ravenclaw continued, "I am certain that you are a loathsome creature that will never know the joy of love or happiness. I am certain that the only glimmer of contentment comes from the schadenfreude you derive from torturing others around you." Umbridge puffed up almost resembling a balloon about to pop but still Dahlia continued, "I am certain that you will die alone and no one will miss you," she smiled triumphantly as Umbridge dropped her tea cup making it shatter all over her perfectly arranged desk. Dahlia moved closer to the fuming professor, "I am certain of one more thing," she said her white teeth shown, "that you will never forget this moment when a child humiliated you in your own office." Dahlia turned on her heels slamming the door to the office as hard as she could. The breaking of porcelain followed making the teaching assistant smile more.