13. Starting a betting pool on the fate of this year's DADA teacher is tasteless and tacky, not a clever money-making concept.
"Step on up—you have a chance of winning several Galleons! Just make a wager—test your Inner Eye!" Fred Weasley yells to the last meeting of the DA before the break.
"What are you doing?" Hermione sighs.
"Taking bets on Umbridge's fate, of course. Care to place a bet?" Fred offers.
"I think she'll be attacked by nargles. They really don't like her..." Luna says, drifting past.
"Lee thinks she'll be eaten by an arach (giant spider)," George contributes, walking up from behind Hermione.
"I'll pass," Hermione tells them.
"Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley, this is lacking in taste and rather tacky—not clever at all," says Ginny, practicing her imitation of Professor McGonagall.
Oh, I'm so sorry! Life continuously gets in the way of my writing, but it is, alas, unavoidable. Bottom line: I won't be able to update as much as I'd like, but when I do update, it'll most likely be on Fridays, as that's when I have AC Lab-and since I've started bringing my laptop with me, it'll be fine.
Hopefully, I will see any remaining readers next week... If you all haven't forgotten about this fic!