Invidious
Summary: "Why do I despise you SO, Minerva?" Umbridge POV, post-Career Advice. It's a trip through time, through insanity, and through the exploration of Umbridge's mind.
Author's Notes: The prattling of a lethargic mind. I totally made this up. You ever notice how some people, in order to avoid blaming themselves, blame others for their misfortune? This is kind of a musing on that and how those same people will go to any lengths to preserve their illusions. It's rather dark; full of jealous rage. Have fun.
Category: Drama/Angst/Romance (insinuated)
Rating: PG-13
Reviewing: Yes, please…just to let me know if you're actually reading this rubbish.
Disclaimer: You know the drill. Place your head between your knees and kiss your butt good-bye.
Prologue:
Why do I despise you SO, Minerva? Why do I absolutely LOATHE you? Because you are Minerva McGonagall, that's why! I am sitting here, glowering at the fifth-year Gryffindors; yes, YOUR precious Gryffindors, Minerva. Your obvious favorite, Potter -whom you so generously promised to assist in becoming an Auror; something I still find deplorable- and his smarmy sidekicks Granger and Weasley are staring at their Defensive Magical Theory textbooks. Finnigan and Longbottom are not even pretending to read; Thomas is dozing, Patil and Brown are passing notes. Do I even care? No. Because, frankly, I do not give a damn about any of them. No, all I can think about is YOU. You, and how YOU ruined my life. At night, when I am alone -ALONE- in my quarters…I think about you. I think about why I hate you so. Those lonely nights…when I am truly honest with myself…I know exactly what it is about you that angers me so.