Do I look like I own Harry Potter?
This is the sequel to Not Evil, Simply Misunderstood, so you should read it first. At the start of this she's 17.
AU-Alternate Universe.
Umbridge's PoV for her labeled Entries Daffodil's for hers.
August 1st 1995 I entered the grounds of Hogwarts for the third time in my life. The first two encounters I can not remember well, for obvious reasons. It is such a grand, splendid castle, with glorious towers. But I was put down by the thought of making lessons. I wasn't educated, so how was I supposed to know anything. I thought and thought until.
Hey! I have the answer! I can make them read from the textbook. I can just make out that I'm scared that they'll perform magic on me.
But what about strictness? I can't be strict. All my sisters were good at that but I wasn't. I mean, I'm only 17 I should be in my seventh year, not be a TEACHER!
Ok. I thought. I'll pretend to be like Daffodil. I'll be like her in every way. Maybe when I get older I can start being myself.
August 15th 1995.
Oh god! Where did it start going all wrong? My sister, that twisted freakin, Daffodil, sent 2 dementors after a boy and said to me "Now it's your time to prove yourself." She sneered. "If you can back those Demonters away, I'll start saying your human, at least."
She turned away, laughing. I of course didn't do anything.
20th August 1995 Damn you Daffodil! Damn you and the whole freakin Ministry! I'm not a squib; I just have a bunch of freakin self-obsessed sisters!
It's not my fault that those Demonters attacked that boy, It's yours!
Am I just a plaything that I don't even get my own life? My first time to be me, and you try to use me and get to live two lives at once! It's not fair! It's brutal! I might as well be a squib for all she cared. Don't I mean anything to anyone! I'm human I have rights! Damn you! At least it's good I'm not a registered witch, other wise I could be in Azkaban for not protecting some one while they were in danger!
If anyone should have saved that boy it should have been Daffodil.
1st September 1995
Right! I thought humiliation was trying to commit suicide in front of Hogwarts. Well I was wrong.
After the feast Dumbledore started talking. And THEN I had to but in saying stupid, random words. Damn that Daffodil! I was so busy think about her I started talking to her in my mind.
I think the only comprehensible words I said were "Ministry."
September 2nd 1995
I think I had a VERY bad impression on the classes.
I got a letter from my mother. It was filled with the usual rubbish but.oh my lord.I don't know how to say this.. MY SISTER RAN OFF WITH LORD VOLDEMORT!
September 3rd 1995.
Voldemort has some one watching me. I know. There must be a death eater at Hogwarts. I'm being watched. I think I'm being controlled!
At 8:00 a boy knocked at the door. He said I had given him detention yesterday in defense against the dark arts, but I can't remember yesterday. I probably did give him detention so I did what my sister told me to do in this situation.
Oh god. I didn't know what would happen. I think he must hate me.
*~*~*
Do you like it?
The next diary will be Daffodil, then back to Dolores
This is the sequel to Not Evil, Simply Misunderstood, so you should read it first. At the start of this she's 17.
AU-Alternate Universe.
Umbridge's PoV for her labeled Entries Daffodil's for hers.
August 1st 1995 I entered the grounds of Hogwarts for the third time in my life. The first two encounters I can not remember well, for obvious reasons. It is such a grand, splendid castle, with glorious towers. But I was put down by the thought of making lessons. I wasn't educated, so how was I supposed to know anything. I thought and thought until.
Hey! I have the answer! I can make them read from the textbook. I can just make out that I'm scared that they'll perform magic on me.
But what about strictness? I can't be strict. All my sisters were good at that but I wasn't. I mean, I'm only 17 I should be in my seventh year, not be a TEACHER!
Ok. I thought. I'll pretend to be like Daffodil. I'll be like her in every way. Maybe when I get older I can start being myself.
August 15th 1995.
Oh god! Where did it start going all wrong? My sister, that twisted freakin, Daffodil, sent 2 dementors after a boy and said to me "Now it's your time to prove yourself." She sneered. "If you can back those Demonters away, I'll start saying your human, at least."
She turned away, laughing. I of course didn't do anything.
20th August 1995 Damn you Daffodil! Damn you and the whole freakin Ministry! I'm not a squib; I just have a bunch of freakin self-obsessed sisters!
It's not my fault that those Demonters attacked that boy, It's yours!
Am I just a plaything that I don't even get my own life? My first time to be me, and you try to use me and get to live two lives at once! It's not fair! It's brutal! I might as well be a squib for all she cared. Don't I mean anything to anyone! I'm human I have rights! Damn you! At least it's good I'm not a registered witch, other wise I could be in Azkaban for not protecting some one while they were in danger!
If anyone should have saved that boy it should have been Daffodil.
1st September 1995
Right! I thought humiliation was trying to commit suicide in front of Hogwarts. Well I was wrong.
After the feast Dumbledore started talking. And THEN I had to but in saying stupid, random words. Damn that Daffodil! I was so busy think about her I started talking to her in my mind.
I think the only comprehensible words I said were "Ministry."
September 2nd 1995
I think I had a VERY bad impression on the classes.
I got a letter from my mother. It was filled with the usual rubbish but.oh my lord.I don't know how to say this.. MY SISTER RAN OFF WITH LORD VOLDEMORT!
September 3rd 1995.
Voldemort has some one watching me. I know. There must be a death eater at Hogwarts. I'm being watched. I think I'm being controlled!
At 8:00 a boy knocked at the door. He said I had given him detention yesterday in defense against the dark arts, but I can't remember yesterday. I probably did give him detention so I did what my sister told me to do in this situation.
Oh god. I didn't know what would happen. I think he must hate me.
*~*~*
Do you like it?
The next diary will be Daffodil, then back to Dolores