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Ch. 84

(OC) Florencia Weasley

Dolores had been dragged away by the centuars for half an hour or so before the angry creatures dropped her off in the deep part of the forbidden forest. The angry toad of a woman refused to acknowledge that her insults provoked the centaurs into retaliation, instead she blamed on her least favourite person: Harry Potter. Upon making it back to the school entrance, the evil toad felt herself floating away as her high-heel shoes slid across the stone floor. Umbridge was dragged inside and into the Great Hall, which had the house and staff tables leaning against nearby walls. In the middle of the Great Hall were some chairs that were formed in a circle, with the chairs pointing outward. There were six chairs, one of them was empty and the other five were occupied by Albus Dumbledore; Hermione Granger; and Molly, Ron and Ginny Weasley. The evil toad found herself getting magically lifted and then placed on the empty chair before the six were bound to their chairs in magic-suppression leather straps. Stepping out of the shadows was Harry Potter and a girl with flaming-red hair who looked alot like Ginny, much to the shock of the three Weasleys because they knew that the angry girl was Ginny's twin sister Florencia (or Cici for short).

'Shite!' thought Umbridge in fear, finally experiencing what it was like being on the receiving end of a Weasleys' temper.

'Oh no!' thought Molly in fear, realizing why her younger daughter was so angry (but reluctant to acknowledge it).

Cici was younger than her sister by about twenty-eight minutes, but she was the polar opposite of her sister. Ginny was the ultimate fangirl of the Boy-Who-Lived and a spoiled brat who had no work ethic at all (like Ron) with a tendency to bully anybody she deemed unworthy (especially if anybody tried telling her that the BWL was a fictional character and that Harry would never be interested in her), whereas Cici acknowledged what was fantasy and what was reality and she was a well-behaved model girl and student who had an excellent work ethic and pursued something she was passionate about. Ginny always liked keeping her hair down (not wanting it braided or put in ponytails for fear of her perfect hair getting messed up), while Cici didn't care about all that and liked putting her hair in braids or ponytails most of the time to make it easier to distinguish the Weasley twin girls. While Ginny was sorted into Gryffindor like the rest of her siblings, Cici was placed in Hufflepuff and that didn't sit well with the Weasley matriarch. Molly even kicked Cici out of the house and forced her to stay in a shed close to the house despite Arthur's objections. Another difference between the Weasley twin girls was that Ginny craved the spotlight and attention (especially when trying to win the affections of her hero, the BWL), whereas Cici hated that and that gave her something she and Harry had in common. Cici currently had her chest-length flaming red hair in a dutch braid, but she glared at her mother and her bratty brother and sister. Unlike Ginny, Cici had better control of her anger and temper (which would frighten anybody once it was shown, since that meant that it was justified anger).

"Cici, why are you so angry, sweetie?" asked Molly in a fearful voice, still reluctant to acknowledge her youngest child's anger.

"Save it, mother!" Cici growled, much to Molly's shock and frightening Ron and Ginny. "You should know why I'm angry with you, Ronald and Ginevra!"

"What's the meaning of this, Potter?" Umbridge demanded.

"Cici and I met during the Christmas holidays of that year the Chamber of Secrets fiasco," Harry revealed, shocking the three Weasleys that were strapped to the chairs. "Several days after that short-lived dueling club that exposed my parseltongue abilities."

"While Malfoy and Lockhart are partly to blame," Cici told the six wrongdoers, before pointing to her sister. "But she was the primary cause of the whole fiasco happening."

"Lucius slipped the diary into my cauldron, Florie!" growled Ginny, using the nickname her sister hated. "If you were there that day, you would've seen it for yourself."

"It was your decision to write in that cursed diary, Ginevra," Cici growled back. "You wrote in it and followed that bad thing's so-called instructions on how to win your hero's affections. You never wanted to acknowledge that the Boy-Who-Lived is a fictional character, someone you'll never meet. Since you waited until Halloween to strike, that means that it was premeditated even for you."

"I hate being called Ginevra, Florie!" shouted Ginny.

"You refer to me by the name I hate, I do it back to see how you like it!" Cici retorted to her bratty sister. "You should also know that mother never allowed me to tag along with you all to Lockhart's book signing. Luckily I had Luna as a bestie and we went after Xeno took us to Diagon Alley himself."

"You staying behind was for your safety, Florencia." Molly asserted in her motherly voice.

"Spare me your excuses, mother!" snapped Cici. "You forced me to stay in that bloody shed, which intensified after I was placed in Hufflepuff. I even caught a glimpse of Fred, George, and Ronald having returned the morning of Harry's first visit to our house. You kept me out of the house after you and dad planned to pick Harry up from his horrible relatives just so you and Ronald could help my crazy sister in getting Harry to be smitten with her. Every time dad was at work, you sent me back into that shed so Harry wouldn't find out about your desperately-planned secret in that my sister wasn't the only Weasley-born girl in several generations. You always went on and on about wanting a daughter. Instead of treating me with equal love and affection, you practically gave me the cold shoulder while treating my sister like a princess just because she was almost half an hour older than me. I still had Bill, Charlie, Fred and George to bond with while Percy was indifferent to me, otherwise I would've lost it. You even spoiled Ronald almost as much as Ginevra. You even refused to let me tag along on the day Ronald and Harry headed off to start their first year at Hogwarts, even though Luna and her dad were having a father/daughter day. Dad came to my rescue and took me to work with him and I even helped him out in getting paperwork delivered and I was learning something from that, while you continued to spoil Ronald and Ginevra rotten and even 'gave' Ronald the worst hand-me-downs just to make Harry sympathize with him."

"I find it hard to believe that you would manipulate me, Mrs. Weasley," Harry scolded the Weasley matriarch. "I even realized the day I met you, Ronald and Ginevra, my first meeting with you three was a setup. A pure-blood family would be extremely unlikely to enter King's Cross on the muggle side. You even said the words 'muggles' within earshot of passersby and in the same loud voice you asked what the name of the platform was, with Ginevra quickly and correctly answering that also loud enough for passersby to hear. That was a risk of violating the Statute of Magical Secrecy. Even my friendship with Ronald was a setup, considering that he even asked me if he could join me in my compartment on the claim that everywhere else was full."

"But back to the previous discussion," Cici told the wrongdoers, before scolding her sister. "Your writing in a cursed diary was all your decision and you should've known better than to trust objects capable of thinking for itself, especially with the fact that ole Lucius slipped it into your cauldron that day. Dad and Bill taught us not to trust an object capable of thinking for itself since you know that dad works for the ministry and Bill works as a curse breaker. Since you set that basilisk loose several times, that not only makes you guilty of aiding and abetting with Lucius in trying to discredit dad's muggle protection act proposal, but you endangered the lives of everyone in Hogwarts and ironically endangering Harry 's life as well, and petrifying several students resulted in several counts of attempted first-degree murder since you planned for it to happen. When Harry had a hold of that diary, the attacks stopped. Then they flared back up when you stole it back because you didn't want Harry to find out what you've been writing in it."

"I told Cici of my suspicions, Ginevra," Harry chastised a shocked Ginny. "It took some time because at first, I wasn't sure what kind of person Cici was until she proved to me that she was trustworthy. Don't give me the whole 'I was bewitched or possessed' malarkey, you only used that bullshit of an excuse to get out of suffering the consequences. You deliberately made yourself to be the damsel in distress to get your so-called happily every after, effectively setting me up to rescue you. If you handed that cursed diary to your father after it wrote back to you to the first time, that whole mess could've been avoided. You even sabotaged our teams' attempt to win the quidditch house cup and you were indirectly responsible for my parseltongue abilities coming to light. When Professor McGonagall came in to impose those new rules after Penelope Clearwater and Hermione turned up petrified, she even told all of us that the school would likely close unless the culprit behind the attacks had been caught. What did you do? You did nothing except to stand in place and pretend that you had nothing to do with it. That proved how selfish you really are because you didn't want to be expelled. When you were finally caught and confronted, you had the gall to whine about it by claiming that you didn't know and openly voiced your concerns about being expelled."

"It's really strange that you befriended my insane sister, Granger," Cici told a wide-eyed Hermione off. "The supposedly brightest witch since Rowena Ravenclaw never acknowledged that Ginevra almost killed her in cold blood for a petty childhood crush and the selfishness in winning her hero's affections."

"Ginny appeared all upset," Hermione exclaimed, defending Ginny. "She was even shedding tears when she was caught, she told me all about it."

"Ginevra was shedding crocodile tears that time, Hermione," Harry lectured. "You weren't there, so don't tell me that she was remorseful because she wasn't. That was twice I saved your life, since I willingly came to your rescue from the troll. Don't tell me that Ron was the one because he didn't even wanna be there, I jumped onto the trolls neck to take it on from there in spite of being no match for it while Ron only used one lousy spell. You've proven yourself to be an ungrateful bitch because you continued to be a know-it-all and not give other students a chance to answer questions in lessons. You even continued to be a massive hypocrite given your complaining about breaking school rules, but you went and did just that and dragging me into it against my will. You never did a thing to help get me away from the Dursleys, instead you paid attention to Dumbledore's false assurances that they weren't bad people and passing my complaints off as an exaggeration."

"Now now, Harry," Albus tried 'reasoning' with him. "Let's not be irrational."

"Save your breath, headmaster," Harry retorted. "You've been allowing me to suffer from prolonged cruel and unjust treatment and every time I complained about it, you dismissed that and told me that I should deal with them on my own in that grandfather-sounding voice. There are times where the situation became too much for me to handle on my own, but again you dismissed that and went with the whole second chances baloney. The wrong people will take advantage of that but you remained adamant otherwise."

"You two are in just as much hot water," Cici snapped at Ron and Hermione. "Everybody knows how much of bullies you two and Ginevra are, since the three of you threaten other students away should they approach Harry by telling them you would get Dumbledore if they continued to approach Harry. It doesn't take a genius to realize that the three of you were spying on Harry for the headmaster."

"Yes," stated Harry, making Dumbledore, Hermione, and the three Weasleys cower in fear. "You've all been planning for me to do something for that plan called the Greater Good and forcing me to do it against my will. You wouldn't take no for an answer. Voldemort's death eaters willingly joined the cause, but I was forced to be in the Greater Good without being told what it was. I was kept in the bloody dark about all that, which was a dick move. I didn't ask to be seen as the Boy-Who-Lived, I wanted none of that and yet, you all forced me to do those heroic tasks near the end of every year ever since I started my education here, which intensified Ginevra's crush on the Boy-Who-Lived."

"We all know how evil you are, toad!" Cici growled at Umbridge (who was trying to look innocent with little success, not bothering to acknowledge that Cici was going to see through it anyway). "You've been making Harry write sentences with a blood quill despite using one outside of Gringotts business being totally illegal. You even imposed those educational decrees, gave Harry and my twin brothers that unjust lifelong quidditch ban despite not having that authority while ignoring that Crabbe whacked Harry on the back of his head with the beater's club..."

"It was an accident!" exclaimed Dolores.

"That's bullshit, Umbitch!" Cici retorted, angry for being interrupted. "Crabbe did that on purpose and all he got for a so-called punishment was writing lines, something he and the rest of Malfoy's goons wouldn't learn their lesson from. You even cruelly 'confiscated' his firebolt despite it being his personal broom, which makes you guilty of larceny. You even had the bloody nerve to try casting the Cruciatus Curse at Harry just to pry information out of him."

"Now's the time for you six to get your just rewards." said Harry with a smirk.

"What do these chairs have to do with our rewards?" Umbridge demanded.

When the toad asked that question, she and the other five bound to their chairs in leather magic-suppression straps found themselves being freed and stood up on their feet. Then one of the chairs disappeared, much to the confusion of the six wrongdoers.

"You six are going to play a game called musical chairs," Harry explained. "We'll play music and whenever the music plays, you walk around the chairs. Once the music stops, you try and take a seat and the slowest one is out and they'll slide back by five feet before a trap door opens up underneath them and take them to their next form of punishment. Then another chair disappears and when the music starts up again, the remaining players will walk around the chairs, with the whole process repeating until there's a winner."

Then Cici brought out a phonograph on top of a desk, with Harry tapping it with his wand to play the song This Used To be My Playground by Madonna as a way of subtlety telling the wrongdoers that their days of using their respective positions as playgrounds to meet their respective goals was over. Once the music paused, the wrongdoers made a mad dash to sit down. Ron was the one who didn't make it to a chair and he found himself sliding back five feet before a trap door opened up to drop him into the unknown. On the second cycle, Dumbledore was the slowest and experienced the same thing as Ron. Molly was the next one to be slower in sitting down, followed by Hermione, and then Ginny. Umbridge had a triumphant smirk on her face due to believing that since she won that she wouldn't suffer the consequences for her actions. Then she found herself strapped back in the only chair left before getting electrocuted for a full minute. It was enough for her hair to stick straight up in all directions.

"I thought the winner wouldn't suffer the consequences!" Umbridge responded, wheezing in between every word.

"It was rigged to ensure that you won," Cici replied in a delighted voice. "Since you needed that electrocution to show you the hard way of how much pain you caused any student who didn't join that bloody squad of yours."

"Now's the time for you to really pay the price." said Harry.

At that moment, Amelia Bones arrived with several aurors to free Umbridge from the leather straps and place her in magic-suppression handcuffs. Amelia even informed Umbridge that the trap doors Dumbledore, Hermione, and the three Dumbledore-worshipping Weasleys fell through resulted in them sliding on a chute into the hands of the DMLE, who also placed the five in magic-suppression handcuffs and escorted them into ministry custody. Once Umbridge was escorted out, Cici grabbed one of Harry's hands and led him over to a nearby classroom and once they were in and the necessary charms were cast to make sure they wouldn't be disturbed, the younger Weasley girl cupped her hands on Harry's face as she planted a kiss on his lips. Harry kissed back as he placed his hands on Cici's lips and they kissed for a full sixty seconds. Then they pulled back to catch their breaths.

"That was wonderful, Cici!" Harry praised. "A kiss I've never experienced before."

"Wanna kiss again, Harry?" asked Cici with a smile.

Harry answered that by initiating the kiss this time, once again it lasted for sixty seconds. Then they left the classroom and over to the Black Lake for a swim, since Harry asked Dobby to keep watch over his swim trunks and Cici's pink bikini and once the teens made it to the shore of the lake, Harry would call for the house elf to bring the swimsuits over. Now that his wrongdoers were finally dealt with, Harry was free to live life on his terms. No more Inquisitorial Squad, no more lifelong quidditch ban, no more educational decrees, no more backstabbers for friends, no more manipulations, no more incompetence under Dumbledore's tutelage, and no more having his life ran by someone else. For once, luck was on Harry's side.

The End!