Harry Potter and the Order of the Chronic
The Power of the Darkside
I don't own any of the characters, all JKR, no profit to be made.
Scene is Harry after arriving back at Hogwarts from his unpleasant trip. More probably be added on, but for now just a taste.
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"I just can't believe he's gone!"
"Abandoned you in your time of need didn't he?" Umbridge said in a slippery way. Harry had been so distraught over Cedric going missing that he hadn't known what to do. Rather than leave with Fleur on Christmas break he ended up wandering aimlessly through the castle in a daze. Though his wandering daze may have been induced by an over indulgence into his best weed. Somehow he ended up wandering into the office of the one Professor Umbridge.
"Now I will have more abandonment issues than I had before!" Harry exclaimed.
"Harry, Harry, Harry, surely these must be confusing times for you?" Umbridge responded in a girlish voice with a slight smile. She had him right where she wanted him, no girlfriend or friends to pry him away.
"Well I suppose so." Harry responded with an awkward glance.
"You see Mr. Potter you foolishly hold on to hope for the life you once had, and have been taught that you have some greater purpose." Umbridge stated with a high, almost cackling laugh as she slowly paced in front of her desk admiring Harry with an almost evil glint.
"This greater life Dumbledore promised you is a lie, but fear not, all is not lost… I can give you that life Mr. Potter." She said in a sickly sweet voice and extended a hand towards Harry.
Harry gazed at the hand uncertain.
"Are you sure you really aren't trying to seduce me? I mean, I wouldn't blame you." Harry said motioning to himself in a pompous manner.
"No! For the last time I'm not trying to seduce you Mr. Potter!" Umbridge spat.
"I'm offering you an invitation into a… well a team I'm beginning to form… and I want you to be in it."
Harry one again gazed on at the hand offered to him. "Does it require a lot of work? Cause that isn't really my thing."
"Most of the work will be up to me. I want you…" Umbridge was almost giggling with glee at how well this was working out.
"I want you as more of a figurehead. I already have a few select students in mind for this who will be part of our little operation." Umbridge said with a crackled and sweet toady smile.
"So I'll just be expected to give the… troops a few words of grace, pat on the back, win one for the Gipper, stuff like that?" Harry replied with a quizzical look.
"Exactly... what is a Gipper?"
"Then we have an accord." Harry said taking her hand and giving it a shake while ignoring Umbridge's question.
"You won't regret this Harry. You will become more great than you can possibly imagine." Umbridge said through her lying teeth.
Harry only thought…
She really must be insane… who in their right mind would trust me?
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End Chapter