"Hermione, can you check my potions essay. I think it's good but is there anything I can add." Harry handed the girl the parchment.
She nodded every-so-often, "This is good, I don't think you should add any more just in case I go overboard." Harry laughed and too the paper. "Ronald, you should also do your essay and maybe your grades would be better."
"Aw, 'Mione, I don't want to. Can you do it for me?"
"No, you'll never learn if you don't do it yourself. I'll give you an hour and you better have more than a paragraph on that parchment."
"I have to go to detention, now. I'll see you guys later." Harry headed towards Umbridge's office. Suddenly, the 'I must not tell lies' scars on Harry's hand started to bleed. He clutched it and entered Umbridge's office.
"Hello, Mr. Potter." The pink-clad woman smiled ruefully She slid the blood quill and parchment over the table. "You know what to do." Harry slid in the chair, picked up the quill and started writing.
"Mr. Potter, I want you to add, 'I am a failure' to the usual lines." "But Professor, why?" Umbridge turned red in the face, "Because I said so, now do as I SAY."
A yellow light surrounded the room, engulfing them. They appeared inside of the Great Hall, on the floor. "Harry!" Multiple people shouted. Hermione and Ron helped their friend up, checking him over. They saw the words 'I am a failure' written on his arm multiple times.
"Is...is this new?" Hermione asked, touching it gingerly. Harry nodded slightly and looked down. "Mate, what'd she do to you. Come here." Ron held Harry in his arms, stroking the glasses-clad boy's hair.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione? What's going on?" Two people appeared.
"Remus, Sirius? We don't know. We just appeared here as well."
"Um, who's that behind you. Do any of you know them?" Ron questioned still holding Harry.
Harry turned around seeing a tall woman with red hair and green eyes, like his. A man with rounded lenses and unruly brown hair stood beside her. "Mum, Dad?"
"Harry? Is that you? A-And Remus, Sirius?" Lily and James made their way over to the five people standing in the middle of the hall. "You're so grown up."
"Let's sit and I can introduce you." Harry suggested, pulling on his parents' hands, where they sat. Harry was in the middle of his parents, Sirius next to James, Remus next to Sirius. Hermione, Ron, Neville, and Luna sat in front of them. The rest of the Weasleys sat beside them.
"This is Hermione Granger, she's a bit of a bookworm. This is Ron Weasley, my first ever friend. Neville Longbottom, he's very kind and is so helpful. Luna Lovegood, she's a bit weird, no offense, but nice.
"Fred Weasley and George Weasley are twins and amazing pranksters." Harry pointed at the respective twin when he said the names. "Percy Weasley, he was with the ministry but that changed when he realized family is important.
"Charlie Weasley, he's a dragon tamer and works in Romania. Bill Weasley, he works for Gringotts as a curse-breaker in Egypt. Molly Weasley, she is like another mother to me and Arthur Weasley, he's very fascinated with muggles. And the only girl Weasley, Ginny Weasley, she's the youngest."
"Lily?" Snape's eyes widened as he appeared in the room.
"Severus?! Oh, how I missed you." Lily got out of the seat and hugged Severus.
"How do you two know each other?" To Harry's surprise, Severus was the one that answered, "We were best friends. I found her being bullied by Petunia. Called her a witch, she took offense to it. We grew apart after I was a jerk to her in our 5th year. Became friends again after our 7th year at the graduation but I already took the dark mark."
The students were gobsmacked and jaws were hanging. "Woah." A shrill voice sounded through the hall, eliciting groans from the students who knew who it was.
"Everyone I have found a book placed in my hands and a note. The note says: It has come to my attention that Dolores Umbridge wants to see if Harry Potter is a liar. These books will tell the truth and so will the scenes shown around the room. Neither the books nor the pensieve-like-screens can be tampered with. Enjoy!" The note was anonymous, and Dolores Umbridge squealed.
Harry groaned and pat him on the back. "Harry, I would also like to know what is on your arm and hand." James stated with wide eyes.
He presented his right arm, showing the scars. "Umbridge used a blood quill on me but this detention was new. She told me to add 'I am a failure.' to the usual lines 'I must not tell lies'."
Lily and James hugged their son, and Harry snuggled closer to them. "Now let us begin." Umbridge smirked.