Harry's POV of the last chapter. Most of the changes are underlined!

Harry sat slumped over a desk in Umbridge's classroom, feeling utterly depressed. This wasn't shaping up to be such a great year so far. The summer started off awful as usual, when he went to the Dursleys, but the end was great when he saw Sirius for the rest of the holidays. Once he got to school though, his mood had went downhill. Constantly reminded of the place where Cedric had died, the guilt had reached overwhelming proportions. It was only made worse by the fact that Dumbledore refused to look at him. Umbridge the toad face really was the icing on the cake.

Yawning, he wondered what Umbridge was doing. Normally, he had to write lines as soon as he got to the classroom to "make sure the message stuck." Not that he was complaining though, it wasn't as if he actually liked carving words into his hand.

Strangely enough, he heard footsteps and muffled whispers at the door. Maybe it was another professor talking to Umbridge? Hopefully, it wasn't Snape. They had to be the worst combination of teachers ever.

A click signified the door opening, and, looking up, he saw Umbridge, Malfoy and a Ravenclaw girl called Selena. There were rumours that Draco was only hanging round with Selena to prove that he could get with a Chang, after Harry's failure to snag Cho Chang last year. It was just the sort of thing Malfoy would do.

An instant smirk materialized on Malfoy's face as soon as they made eye contact. This was worrying to say the least. Especially when, a moment after the smirk happened, a glare appeared.

Glancing back over to Umbridge, Harry realized that she had noticed this, and saw her say "You're late Mr Malfoy, Miss Chang." They weren't, but it was always fun to see Malfoy getting into trouble, especially as it didn't happen all that often.

"No we're not!" exclaimed Selena, and then it looked like she was realizing that Umbridge might find a way to turn anything they said around. It was certainly true for Harry, indeed, it was the reason why he had these detentions.

Umbridge threw her a scathing look, "Do you want another detention Miss Chang?"

"No, sorry Professor Umbridge," replied Selena, doing her best to look as if she was sorry. It was actually quite convincing, maybe she should have been a Slytherin.

"I suppose I'll let it slide this time," he heard Umbridge say in her annoying simpering voice.

Draco took the momentary silence as a time to complain, "I am not spending my evening with Potter. My father will hear about this." Harry tried not to laugh at this. It wasn't like he wanted to spend the evening with Malfoy either, and using the father excuse? He never stopped using it since they started Hogwarts. Admittedly though, Umbridge was one of the few people who might feel threatened by it.

"Tell your father if you want," said Umbridge, not seeming to care at all. "Now, take a seat. Miss Chang, at the end of the row next to Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy at the other side of Mr Potter." Harry was quite shocked. Surely Umbridge was the same as all the other Ministry workers? Any Ministry worker with an ounce of common sense would know how powerful and influential Lucius Malfoy was, especially someone who was so close to Fudge.

Draco and Selena took their seats, albeit reluctantly, Selena with a huge over exaggerated sigh, which didn't exactly win her any points with Umbridge. There was a quill already laid out at the desk in front of them, along with some parchment. Draco sneered at the inferior looking quill and grabbed his own priceless phoenix feather quill from his pocket. So Malfoy, always having to have the best of everything.

"No, Mr Malfoy," said Umbridge, shaking her head. "The quill I've provided for you is special, and you will use it. It doesn't even need ink."

With that, she left the room, her robes swishing in a way that could rival Snape. Just as Draco started grumbling, Umbridge popped her head back in the door, "Oh, and incase I forgot, there will be no talking." Yes, because he would want to talk to Malfoy.

Draco picked up the quill, poised and ready to start writing , as did Harry and Selena. After doing one line, Harry watched Draco glance at his hand then make the painfully obvious realization that it was a blood. A look of fury appeared on his face.

With a look of fury still clearly etched upon his face, he stood up and after motioning for Selena to come with him, he strode towards the door, walking straight into Professor Umbridge.


From what Harry could see, she didn't look happy, then again, Draco didn't sound happy - "Blood quills!" he exclaimed, holding it up. "Don't worry, my father will hear about this," he said before walking down the corridor.


Craning his neck, Harry saw a slight flicker of fear on Umbridge's face, before it regained its usual snooty impression, and she started shouting at Draco.


Now this is interesting! Malfoy might not be quite as bad as he has always seemed. Maybe we can work something out…