a/n: Wow...I'm so so sorry for neglecting this story for so long. Excuses are cheap so I won't give you any of those. But just to let people know, I have revised all the previous chapters in this story, some more than others. Hopefully some of the things that were confusing before have been clarified.

I'd like to thank my sister for urging me to continue writing this story. I'd also like to say a BIG thank you to SuGaRLiLy for her extremely helpful reviews of the previous chapters, I really really appreciate them.

Anyway, enough of me.

Chapter 5: Repercussions

Reina stormed into the library, heading straight to a table in the very back corner. She was furious. Who did that woman think she was, accusing Reina of being the one thing that she hated most of all? For awhile, Reina did nothing but pace back and forth, fuming. At one point, Madam Pince came over saying, "Don't you have classes to attend young lady? The library is a place of study, not somewhere to go and skip classes."

Reina rounded on her and glared, fueled by her anger at Umbridge. "It's none of your business!" she snapped.

"You will not speak to me in that manner," Madam Pince scolded.

"Leave. Me. Alone," Reina hissed dangerously.

Madam Pince looked as if she would argue further, but instead huffed and walked away muttering, "Insolent Slytherins."

Reina sat down with her head in her hands as she tried to regain her usual calm exterior.

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It was towards the end of Charms, the final class period for the day, and Kira was on edge. Reina had failed to show up at lunch earlier in the day, which wasn't unusual for her. When Kira asked Fred and George where she was, they'd said they didn't know. Brushing it off as nothing Kira didn't inquire further, although she couldn't shake off the nagging feeling in the back of her mind.

A quick jab in the side brought Kira back to the present. "Ow!" she whined glaring at Ron beside her. "What was that for?!"

"You drifted off, mate," Ron explained. "Looked like a right loon to tell you the truth. And your charm is sparking pink." Kira looked at the illusion charm she was supposed to be working on. What was supposed to appear as a sparkling blue waterfall was a mess of pink sparks.

Kira shook her head with a sigh, muttering "Decipio," accompanying it with a wave of her wand. The dancing pink sparks solidified into a shimmering crystal blue waterfall.

"Splendid, Kira!" Professor Flitwick exclaimed from across the room.

"What's up with you today anyway?" Harry asked from Ron's other side. "You've been off since lunch."

"It's nothing really," the hazel eyed brunette reassured her friends. "I just have this nagging feeling that something is wrong with Reina."

"She's probably fine," Hermione said to Kira as she added a roaring sound to her waterfall illusion. "And if anything she can handle herself. After all, she is a Slytherin."

"'Mione's got a point there," Ron said with a shrug.

"Thanks guys," Kira said gratefully.

"No problem," Harry said with a smile, and then frowned. "Hermione, how does your waterfall look so real and make noise? Mine couldn't even pass for a leak in the castle's roof."

Kira chuckled as Hermione rolled her eyes.

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Kira was speaking to Hermione as the four of them headed down to the Great Hall, when Harry tapped her on the shoulder.

"Don't look now, but it seems like the Slytherins are buzzing about something," he whispered.

Kira followed his gaze to a group of fifth-year Slytherins exiting the History of Magic classroom. She could just barely catch what they were saying.

"That class is so boring…not as interesting…Umbridge's class this morning…can't believe…flipped out…"

Just then she spotted Blaise in the middle of the pack and rushed over to him.

"Blaise," she said grabbing his arm. "Have you seen Reina?"

Blaise shook his head. "She hasn't been in class since DADA this morning."

"Why? What happened?"

"Umbridge––"

"Well look who we have here," sneered Malfoy coming up behind Blaise. He was flanked as usual by Crabbe and Goyle, Pansy practically hanging off his arm.

"Shove off, Malfoy!" said Harry as he, Ron and Hermione joined Kira.

"I could say the same to you and your pathetic friends, Potter," Malfoy retorted.

"Unlessyou are going to tell me where my sister is, Malfoy," Kira impatiently interrupted, "then shut your bloody mouth!"

Malfoy narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth but it was Pansy who spoke instead. "That pathetic excuse of a Slytherin is probably crying in a corner somewhere," she spat, "because Umbridge accused her of being a Death Eater. She's so pathetic though that the Dark Lord would kill her on site!"

No one saw the glare Malfoy sent Pansy's way as Kira's fist made contact with Pansy's face. Everyone just gaped as Pansy held her bleeding nose, tears coming to her eyes. Malfoy made no move to help her.

"I think you broke her nose," Ron said in disbelief.

"If you ever talk about my sister like that again, I'll find a way to hex you into oblivion!" Kira growled ignoring him.

Blaise just blinked repeatedly before saying, "You should probably check the library."

"I'll see you guys at dinner," Kira announced to her friends. Without waiting for a response, she shoved past the still gaping Malfoy and his gang and headed for the library.

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Kira entered the library, not bothering to try and be quiet. Ignoring a disapproving look from Madam Pince and the annoyed or questioning glances of several students, she proceeded to walk up and down the rows and rows of bookshelves searching for garnet-amber eyes. Finally reaching the back of the library, Kira saw Reina sitting at a table in an isolated corner.

As she got closer, she saw that Reina had sketched a paper doll of Umbridge and a separate one of herself. The elder Summers sister stared intently as the Reina doll proceeded to strangle and shake the Umbridge doll angrily.

"You'll have to show me how to do that sometime," Kira said chuckling. Turning serious she said, "Blaise said you haven't been in class since DADA."

Reina looked up at Kira, brushing a strand of ebony hair from her face. "I wasn't able to fully calm down until after lunch," she said quietly. "After that I didn't feel like going to class so I stayed here. I did find this amusing animation charm though."

"Rei, what happened?" Kira asked gently.

Reina sighed and stayed silent for a bit. "We had to write an essay for Umbridge regarding the ban on various dark arts. She read mine and said first that mum taught me the dark arts," she explained quietly. "Then she said that I was probably trying to follow in Donovan's footsteps. She practically accused me outright of being a Death Eater!"

"All because of an essay that she herself assigned?" Kira asked in disgust. Reina nodded.

"I think it was also because of the article this morning," she added.

"You didn't do anything to her, did you?" Kira questioned, concerned. This time Reina shook her head.

"I flipped out on her and nearly gave her a heart attack when I grabbed my wand," Reina told her concerned sister, "but I didn't do anything to her."

"Good," Kira said with a sigh of relief. "Now, I don't know about you but I'm starving and dinner is just starting."

Reina waved her wand at the still grappling dolls and got up with a small smile. "To dinner we go then," she said.

"Yes," agreed Kira cheerfully. "To dinner we go!"

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"Guess what tomorrow is," Kira said to Reina as they headed to the Great Hall. Reina shrugged.

"Friday?"

"Well, yeah but that's not what I meant," Kira said with a slight pout.

"Is it…snake beat lion day?" Reina guessed with a thoughtful expression, playing along.

"Yep!" Kira confirmed enthusiastically. "The annual Gryffindor versus Slytherin match is tomorrow. However, we are most definitely gonna kick your Slytherin butts!"

"We'll see about that," Reina scoffed. "At least that means classes for tomorrow are canceled."

"No History of Magic!" Kira cheered, punching the air. Reina laughed.

As the sisters entered the Great Hall, Reina felt someone tap her lightly on the shoulder. Motioning for Kira to go ahead, she turned to find none other than Ginny Weasley beckoning her. Reina hesitated as her instinctive Slytherin suspicion kicked in, before moving to stand beside the red-head just outside the entrance.

"What is it?" Reina asked moodily.

"I was thinking about this after you helped me out earlier, and then I heard about what happened in your Defense Against the Dark Arts class…" Ginny said in a rush.

"Get to the point," Reina interrupted impatiently.

"There's this sort of club that's sort of against what Umbridge is doing and her teaching methods," the fourth year explained, "and I wanted to know if you wanted to attend the next meeting. I mean from what I can tell, you really don't like her."

"I'm not interested," Reina said and turned to go sit down.

"If you change your mind," Ginny persisted, "just come tell me."

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Reina took a seat beside Blaise at the Slytherin table. To her surprise, he was talking animatedly with Malfoy who was sitting across from him.

"Okay, now I'm shocked," Reina said interrupting their conversation. "This is the second time today that the Slytherin Prince has honored us with his presence."

Malfoy cocked an eyebrow serving himself a bit of ham and baked potatoes. "I find that it's been a lot easier lately to get away from Pansy."

"I guess Kira found you in the library then," Blaise said putting an arm around Reina's shoulder. "How are you feeling?"

"Yeah," Malfoy chimed in," you missed lunch, Charms, and History of Magic."

Reina sighed as she let her long raven hair loose from its hair tie. "It took awhile for me to calm down," she explained emotionlessly. "By the time I did, I just wasn't up to going to class. So I chose to stay in the library instead."

"Good guess, Zabini," Malfoy congratulated.

"I take it you were the one who told Kira something happened in class," Reina directed at Blaise, though not angrily.

"I only told her where to find you," Blaise corrected. "It was Pansy who gave her an idea of what happened…among other things."

"Speaking of which," Reina said disregarding the final part of Blaise's explanation, "where is the little toad?"

At this Malfoy smiled mischievously. "In the hospital wing with a broken nose."

"What?!"

"Kira punched her," Blaise elaborated.

"She did?" Reina was stunned but pleased.

"It's a moment I plan on cherishing for the rest of my life," Malfoy confirmed happily. Turning serious he said, "I think Umbridge said something about this morning to the old coot because he interrupted Binn's class to ask about what happened."

Reina frowned. Dumbledore being told definitely wasn't good. "Don't look now," Blaise commented grimly, "but Snape's coming this way and he doesn't look happy."

Malfoy expression became indifferent and Reina groaned as Snape arrived. "Come with me, Miss Summers," he commanded. Reina flinched at his angry tone.

Just great she thought as she moved to follow her head of house. Glancing over at the Gryffindor table, Reina saw Kira watching her with worried eyes. She shrugged at her concerned sister as she continued to follow Snape. He led her through the door that led to a back room which had been used by the Triwizard Champions the previous year.

Reina watched as Snape closed the door. When she turned around, she found none other than Dumbledore and a smug Umbridge standing a few feet in front of her. Reina inclined her head politely in Dumbledore's direction. "Headmaster." He nodded back with twinkling eyes, either missing or ignoring the absence of a greeting towards Umbridge.

"Now," he began, getting straight to the point, "I know you must be hungry so I won't keep you long. It's come to my attention that a confrontation occurred between you and Professor Umbridge this morning during class."

Reina just nodded in confirmation. "If you would be so kind as to explain what happened, Professor," Dumbledore said to Umbridge.

The impish woman pursed her lips and stood straighter before beginning. "Well, I assigned a simple essay on the reasons behind the ban on various dark arts," she said tartly. "It's quite a simple assignment really; I've had no problem in any other–"

"To the point if you please," Snape growled. Reina realized that his anger and irritation were directed not at her, but at Umbridge.

Umbridge huffed but continued her account. "Yes, well…Miss Summers turned her essay in and I began reading it. As I read, I realized that she seemed to know much more about the dark arts than a normal student should. And as a concerned teacher–"

Reina snorted derisively.

Umbridge's eyes narrowed but she continued. "As a concerned teacher I simply asked her where she had acquired such information."

"You asked if my mother had taught me the dark arts!" Reina lashed out. Snape's gentle hand on her shoulder silently warned her to keep her temper in check. "Sorry," Reina apologized, although it was meant more for Dumbledore than Umbridge.

Umbridge then continued in a sickly sweet voice, "Miss Summers then proceeded to have a bit of a tantrum, even going so far as to take out her wand and threaten me."

Screw controlling her temper. "With all do respect, headmaster," Reina growled, "this woman said I was trying to imitate my father, who is a Death Eater as you are well aware! I didn't threaten her, I used a simple summoning charm on my bag and turned around and left the room. Meanwhile, this hagall but directly accused me of being a Death Eater!!" Reina stopped, taking deep breaths to calm herself down as Dumbledore sat, eyes still twinkling beneath his half moon spectacles.

"Headmaster," Umbridge said sweetly after a moment, "I'm sure that Miss Parkinson could tell you what happened if you wish for another's view on the matter."

"Dolores," Dumbledore finally chuckled, "asking Pansy or Reina to honestly recount an event that may get the other into trouble would be like asking Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy to trust their lives in each others hands. The rivalry and enmity is simply too great."

"But–"

"As it is," Dumbledore went on, "I took the liberty of questioning all the students who were present in the classroom at the time. All seemed to say the same thing and so I deem that it's safe to assume Miss Summers is not at fault. What she said was said in a rage fueled entirely and purposely by you."

The tone in his voice seemed to signal the end of the matter. "Miss Summers," Dumbledore said kindly, "thank you for your time. You may return to the Great Hall."

Turning, Reina caught a glimpse of the small glimmer of satisfaction in Snape's eyes.

As she made her way back to the Slytherin table, Reina maintained a smug look of triumph. She sat down wordlessly with Blaise and Malfoy.

"Well?" Blaise asked apprehensively.

"She got off clean," Malfoy answered for her.

"How do you know?" Blaise frowned, reminding Reina of a pouting child.

"Anyone who looks like she does right now obviously got of without incident," Malfoy explained patiently.

Just then, none other than Pansy came up behind the blonde, tugging at his arm. "Drakie Poo, let's head to the common room for some time to relax."

Malfoy grimaced. "The Great Hall is perfectly fine right now."

"But…"

"I have to bully a Hufflepuff into doing my transfiguration essay after dinner," Malfoy lied smoothly.

"I'll come with you then," Pansy whined.

"No, Pansy. I do not need you to come with me."

"Drakie–"

"No, Pansy!" Malfoy said forcefully.

Pansy huffed and stormed angrily from the hall.

Reina cocked an eyebrow at Malfoy. "I thought you would be more than happy to spend time with Pansy."

"It's nice to have an intelligent conversation once in awhile," Malfoy explained with a shrug.

"Whatever you say 'Drakie Poo'," Blaise said with a mocking grin.

Malfoy glared at Blaise as Reina laughed, proceeding to serve herself dinner.

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