10 Reasons To Hate Being a Teenager
Reason Three:
You Have to Go To School
Author's Note: No, no, no, school isn't the most evil thing in the world, but it's usually boring… at least for me. And anyway, this takes place during Order of the Phoenix so, yeah, Umbridge. Anyway, I'm just about to post my peeves as a reader and an author both on my profile. I mean, dudes? Learn the difference between "your" and "you're" one's possessive, one's not. And "there", "their", and "they're"? A place, possessive, and "they are" in that order. As an author? Alerts/Faves without reviews. Time to cut the ranting and get to the story.
-X-
(4 October 1995)
"Presenting the wonderful, amazing, beautiful, and talented Scarlett Thompson!" Scarlett yelled entering Defense Against The Dark Arts, five minutes late. She really went out of her way to make Umbridge angry. "The lovely straight edge actress with a big black 'X' on her hand and a supreme hatred for all things pink and frilly!"
Lena groaned under her breath.
"Miss Thompson, I'm afraid that that attitude will get you nowhere in life."
"Uhm, wrong, dude. Ever heard of Johnny Rotten or Billie Joe Armstrong? Obnoxious, loud, and famous! And you? So not famous, though, I admit, you are obnoxious."
Was she stupid?
"Detention."
"Score! Dude, I heard you make people a bloody and gross like in those horror movies? Like you make them write in their own blood like something the freaking Joker would do. Or Bellatrix Lestrange. Or Voldemort… nah, he'd just A.K. you. He's back, you know!"
Yes, I think she was stupid.
"And no one should call her a toad… That's a damn insult to Trevor."
I raised an eyebrow. Trevor? Wasn't that the name of Neville Longbottom's toad that he kept losing?
Umbridge was pink with rage, and if that wasn't enough…
"Anyway, since I've already got detention, I guess I'm out of here, because I can learn better Defense at a Muggle preschool. Bye, now."
Lena looked at me as Scarlett left.
Susan Bones grinned. "She's right, you know."
"Seriously," added Hannah Abbott, " You-Know-Who is back, Harry Potter wouldn't murder anyone, and if he had, wouldn't he be in… oh, I dunno, Azkaban, or something?"
"Yeah, he would," Terry Boot agreed. "And since he isn't, it makes perfectly logical sense that you and your precious Neville Chamberlain-imitating Minister are wrong, and that Harry Potter is right, therefore, you'll look pretty damn stupid soon."
Padma Patil nodded. "And you create the most ludicrous rules… it's like…"
"The Spanish Inquisition," Justin Finch-Fletchley finished, as Padma couldn't seem to find the words.
Seriously?
"Detention to all of you, and anyone who is audacious enough to speak for the remainder of this class."
"So, tell us, Professor," Lena began, "was your daddy Hitler or Voldemort? He had to be someone insane. Oh, wait, a minute," she said in mock thought, "You're older than Voldemort. My bad."
"Then your mummy was a hag, wasn't she?" Ernie Macmillan questioned, grinning widely.
"I guess," I said… wait, why was I talking? "that being the daughter of one of the most genocidal maniacs of all time and a hag creates the worst monster of them all."
Crap, Umbridge was now red with rage.
"Detention! Detention! Detention! My office, tonight, six o'clock sharp!"
We were in so much trouble.
-X-
"Ow, ow, ow!" Lena whined, holding her left hand. Well, Umbridge had a way to make lines more torturous.
"You can say that again," Terry groaned.
"Hey, you four, wait up!"
We turned around to see bushy-haired Hermione Granger running this way. "I heard about what happened… how would you four like to join a group where we can really learn how to defend ourselves?"
Scarlett grinned. "I'm so in, dude."
"So am I," Lena said.
"Defying Umbridge? Where do I sign up?" Terry laughed.
"…I'll join, too."
Hermione grinned. "Great, why don't you meet up with us at the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade tomorrow?"
I assumed that she meant Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and everyone who'd gotten detention today with Umbridge.
"We'll be there," I said. I didn't have anything better to do.
Hermione left with a smile, and we continued up to Ravenclaw Tower.
I was already hating school this year, but maybe this group would be fun…
