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Chapter 3 – Umbridge Attacks
Fred and George were starving… like any other day. They both sat down and when Alicia walked in the room, George dropped his pumpkin juice all over Fred's lap.
"What the-," Fred began.
George through a napkin in his face. "Clean it up, then." He said, staring at Alicia glide through the room and take a seat right next to him.
"Morning." She said cheerfully. Her cheeks were rosy and her hair was tied back into a tight ponytail, leaving the rest of her hair to curl down to her shoulders.
Fred poked George painfully in the ribs, right when George said, "MOR! Ning, Alicia."
George glared at Fred.
Alicia smiled at him. She looked over at the Slytherin table, and recalled last night's events. Flint winked at her and she shuddered, gripping George's arm.
"You all right, Alicia?" He whispered to her.
"Just not that hungry…" She mumbled.
He nodded and took her hand. She squeezed it tight for a moment and then brought it down loosely at their sides.
"I'll leave with you, if you want." He offered.
She shook her head. "I'm alright." She said.
She got up and left through the large doors. She came out onto the field after about five minutes of passing through the corridors. How did she feel about George Weasley?
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Fred smiled. "Nice work, my man." He said, patting George encouragingly on the back. "She looks happy with you. Lucky. Angelina is a total tease."
"Oh am I?" Said a voice from behind them.
"Uh…" Fred turned around to face Angelina, hands on her hips.
"Well?" She asked.
Fred sat facing her as she stood there, a smile pushing its way off her lips as it tried so desperately to show itself.
"You know I was joking…" Fred started.
Angelina began to laugh. "Well, I thought you weren't… I mean, I thought I was being a bit of a tease, but I guess since you don't think so, I'll just continue acting like that." She said, winking at him and walking off.
George began to laugh as Fred stared at the place Angelina once was, Pumpkin juice still dripping down his front.
"Oh great…" Fred muttered.
George laughed. "The light at the end of the pit," He said enthusiastically, waving his arm for dramatics as he continued, "Was a dragon's fire." He gave Fred a mock wink. "I'll keep being a tease, Freddie." He said in a high-pitched voice, which cracked to sound like a maturing teen's voice.
Fred stared at George with a stare that seemed to say, 'I can't wait till I kill you.' He mocked George a bit by flailing his arms about and then said, "Give it up."
"Attention, students. I have an announcement to make." Dumbledore stated, looking at all of the faces that had their attention on him. "We have, a new…" He paused as he watched the faces beam with eagerness to know what he was about to say. "Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher!"
Some of the faces fell, but still, the students were excited to know whom it was. There was a low hiss of whispers and Dumbledore put up a hand to silence them.
"She was appointed by the Ministry Of Magic, and she is to be checking the teachers performances while she is here as well. Please give a warm welcome, to Professor Umbridge!"
The students began to clap as a woman, fat and toad-like walked out from behind Dumbledore. Her face resembled that of a frog, and her chin was large and fat. Her body was round and plump and she walked up to the front and gave a very strange cough.
"Hem, hem!" She coughed, looking around. "I am your new teacher and your Minister of Magic has decided that I would be fit for the job. You all better not make any trouble…"
She was talking as though she was extremely important, and her voice sounded as though it shouldn't belong to her.
Fred poked George in the ribs. "I bet you think she's hot!" He joked.
George laughed but looked warily at Umbridge. She looked like she shouldn't be messed with, but he didn't care. She wouldn't be that hard on them.
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George ran out to find Alicia. He saw her sitting under a tree with her chin in her hands, staring out over the water. George placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey." He said softly.
She barely flinched.
"What's up?" He asked, sitting beside her.
She looked over to him, moving at last. "Hey… nothing really." She sighed.
"You sound really… happy." He joked.
"Mmm?" She mumbled.
"Hey, did you hear that Umbridge lady?" George asked.
Alicia looked slightly interested. "Nope. Who is she?"
George sighed with relief. Finally she was talking. "Um, she's some new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. She was appointed by the Ministry or something, so Dumbledore had no choice on who she was or whatever. She looks really high-strung, her hair is in a tight bun on the top of her head and it looks like it's been like that for ages. She's sort of large, and um, she resembles a pond creature… creature from the dark!" George joked, putting on a spooky voice and walking his fingers up Alicia's arm.
Alicia felt chills go up her spine. "Hey!" She said, finally not thinking too hard anymore, and having fun.
George tickled her and she screamed out in laughter and began rolling on the grass. He straddled her, one leg on each side of her hips and began tickling her even more.
"George!" She screamed with laughter, "No! Ah!"
George laughed as she kicked her legs and struggled for him to stop. He finally stopped tickling her and she giggled as she found he was trapped beneath him.
"Hey! Let me up!" She joked, trying to push him off. She could feel his arm muscle underneath his shirt, as she tugged at his arms.
George put on a coy smile. "Or what?" He asked.
Alicia brought herself up on her elbows as she looked up at him, sitting on her stomach, quite content with where he was.
"Or… err, I'll tell everyone that you uh…" Alicia paused.
"Can't think of anything, can you?" He asked.
Alicia shrugged. "What can I say, you're a very open person!" She laughed.
"And I'm smart, aren't I?" He asked, smiling. He looked just like a little kid in a candy shop. "Say it, and I'll let you up."
He was now on all fours, putting his arms above her head so she couldn't wiggle out.
"Well, you can be, but you're not smart at this very moment!" She laughed.
He raised an eyebrow. "Why not?"
"Because George Weasley, you forgot something very important…" Alicia began. With one swift movement she moved backwards and slid out from in-between his legs. "I'm smarter." She stated, fixing her shirt.
George smiled and got up and began to chase her. They ran around the yard for a bit until George finally caught her, by accident, but he swore he did on purpose.
He swung an arm around her shoulder and walked her into the school, to get ready for their first Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
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Fred, George, Alicia and Lee, all had Defence Against the Dark Arts at the same time, while Angelina had to go to Charms. Fred was very disappointed at this, but was excited to see how the class would go anyways. They were all very curious about what Umbridge would be like, considering how she looked and talked.
The whole classroom was echoing with chatter, when they heard a cough that sounded like the strangling of Mrs. Norris. After the whole classroom looked around a bit, they realized that it was Umbridge who had made the voice.
She did it yet again.
"Hem, hem."
The class looked over at her and Fred, George and Lee laughed together silently, about how weird she sounded when she made that- whatever you want to call it –noise.
"Like I said before, I am your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, PROFESSOR Umbridge." She began, saying the Professor part quite loudly. "I was appointed by the Minister of Magic, himself! This means there will be absolutely NO fooling around in this class… there will be NO noise when I am talking as well.
"I will be also around the school when Defence Against the Dark Arts is out, and I will be checking your teachers performances. I'm going to be reviewing Charms next." She said walking around the room.
"Oh great…" Fred mumbled.
"She'll be following us!" George said quietly.
"You know, the Ministry takes very large precautions that every Wizarding School has the teachers that are as good as they come, and it is very…"
Umbridge's voice drifted off as George looked at the back of Alicia's head, her long hair flowing down to her shoulders. Quidditch matches would start the next day and he would be able to show off his beater skills…
"And now that you know that, we can begin our session for today." Umbridge said with a very frog-like pout.
Alicia turned around to look at George who quickly pretended he wasn't looking at her.
"You're right," She whispered, "That woman does look like a frog."
Umbridge walked over and projected an image onto a large piece of white material. There was a very odd-looking phone booth in the picture.
"Today, we will be talking about the Ministry building." She began.
George's hand shot into the air.
Umbridge ignored it and continued, "To get in you need to…"
George stood up, hand still in the air.
Umbridge began to look very agitated as she continued speaking for about five minutes, trying not to look at George who was now standing there, resting against a desk, hand still in air.
"Excuse me, Professor." George said with a smirk.
As soon as he said Professor, Umbridge's head swivelled around so she could get a good look at George.
"Yes dear?" She asked, sweetly.
George struggled to not roll his eyes. "Weren't you hired for the Defence Against the Dark Art's job?" He asked.
Umbridge's smile began to fade. "Yes… why?"
George shrugged. "I don't know, aren't you supposed to be teaching this class about it at this moment?"
"Am I not teaching?" She asked.
George smiled. "Well, I was just wondering where all of this Ministry stuff came in, when we were supposed to be talking about…" George looked at the title of his book and continued, "Vampires and the un-dead."
Umbridge's face screwed up and her jaw bounced out, making her face look worse than it had before.
"Ministry stuff? Is that all you think this is? Ministry stuff! I've never heard such ignorance regarding the Ministry before, in my entire work with it! NEVER!" Umbrige sneered, her eyes bulging like black beetles. "Who are you? Weasley boy, am I correct?"
George nodded. "George Weasley, Professor."
"Aren't you the son of Arthur Weasley? He works at the ministry!" Umbridge asked.
George nodded. "Yes, and I'm aware of that. I had no means of being rude either, miss, but I was just wondering why we were learning about a topic usually in History Of Magic, in you know… Defence Against the Dark Arts. I was just wondering where all of this tied in with Vampires and stuff." He explained.
Alicia put her face in her hands and Fred was snickering and laughing quietly along with Lee.
"You would be advised, Mr. Weasley, not to question my teaching methods again. I have rules that will be enforced, you know." She said slowly. "Now sit, and allow me to continue, before you are sent to Dumbledore."
George sat.
Umbridge continued.
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"George, I can't believe you did that!" Mused Alicia, after class.
"We still have to deal with Umbridge in charms next class. You know." Fred said with a smile. "Lee is going to be disappointed. He has to go to Transfiguration. He'd want to see Umbridge attack again."
"Yeah, you know that the only reason the Ministry made up that cock and bull story about them caring for our teachers, is so they will rid of a couple of the teachers, possibly even Dumbledore, and so they can cram in as much information as they can about their silly little work." George said. "They have no care whatsoever about our 'education' as they say."
Alicia smiled. "Well its not like you care much for it either," She joked. "But what about other jobs at the Ministry? They can't be all that bad…"
"No." Fred answered.
"But they have quite an attitude!" George laughed.
Fred, George and Alicia, all headed towards charms. When they reached the classroom, they all took spots near the middle of the classroom and Professor Flitwick gave them all a nervous smile.
"Hello class," He began. He stood on a pile of books and looked around at everyone. "Today is going to be a bit of a review period, on levitation and marking where your objects go. I have given you all an extremely heavy weight, and you will be trying to place them on a small red dot indicated near your desks. You may begin." He smiled.
Umbridge walked swiftly into the room at that moment, and the chatter that was beginning soon stopped.
"Talking students in your class, Flitwick?" She asked sneering.
"They were about to shout out their incantations, Umbridge." He said back happily, sitting down on the books as his small feet dangled over them.
"All right then, continue…" She said with a wary look at the way Professor Flitwick presented himself. She muttered something about 'sitting on books in rude manner' and marked something on her clipboard and looked around.
Everyone started yelling his or her incantations again.
Fred, George, and Lee, who had much practice with this sort of thing considering they liked setting stray objects zooming at other students, had hardly any difficulty with the weight at all. Lee and Fred began talking about a familiar memory together, and George let his eyes rest upon Alicia once more.
She was sitting right beside him, her face scrunched up in a cute way, while she concentrated very hard at the weight in front of her. She kept muttering different incantations, but all it did was make the weight shift sideways, or hop on spot.
"I can help you, Lich." George said quietly to her.
Alicia never liked George being better than her at something, so she pouted and answered, "I can do it on my own, thanks."
George bit his bottom lip while he watched her try to move the weight. After about ten minutes of watching her struggle he said, "Come on Alicia, just let me help you. You know your better at Transfiguration than I am, so lets just call it even and let me give you a hand."
Alicia looked over to George who was giving her a shy smile, and looked slightly afraid that she was going to snap on him.
"Okay then." She said finally. "What do I do?"
George smiled. "With a motion as shown…" He did a slightly quick, flicking motion with his wand, "and the incantation of Namida Scrunto you can lift it easier than with, Wingarduim Leviosa."
Alicia muttered the incantation and swished her wand quite quickly, trying to copy George. A spurge of white light bounced off of the weight and hit her across the cheek, making a cut and making her bleed.
"Ow!" She gasped, wincing.
George made a quick motion to help her, and took the wand out of her hands and put it gently on the desk. "Oh, Lich…" He said with sympathy. He took her other cheek in his hands and turned her face towards him, using the sleeve of his robes to wipe the drops of blood off her cheek.
She stared into his eyes, but he was looking at the cut on her cheek, dabbing it gently, with concern.
"Thanks…" She said quietly.
He smiled at her and stood behind her, picking up her wand and placing it in her hands, taking her hands in his. He then moved slowly, showing her the proper motion for the incantation.
"Just speed it up a bit." He whispered into her ear.
He moved his hands up her arms and onto her shoulders. Then he sat down and smiled at her, grabbing his own wand.
"We'll do it together, okay?" He asked.
She nodded.
They both said the incantation together, and her weight lifted off the table and onto the red dot.
Alicia smiled triumphantly. "I did it."
George smiled back. "You sure did, Lich."
Umbridge passed around the class, tutting and marking things on her clipboard. She really was as mean as George had hoped her not to be.
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Yahoo! I hope I am doing okay with this story and you guys like it! I really, really, hope so, cause I know what I want to happen and this is going to be really great, so review please and tell me what you think!
-Kit