Chapter 18
They didn't stay long in the Great hall. Neither Harry nor Jack was really hungry. The thought of being in a room with the toad was enough to make their stomachs rebel against any form of food.
When they finally arrived at the office they were glad that they didn't eat anything. Jack was sure he would have puked when by all that pink.
"Hello my dear. Please take a seat." Said Umbridge with a sickly sweet voice that made goose bumps appear on their skin. "Would you like some tea?" She asked in the same voice. She didn't even seem to expect an answer she just continued with her little play.
"I'm sure you two are aware why you are here?" Harry opened his mouth to answer but once again Umbridge just continued. "You are here because you were two really naughty boys."
"For your detention you will write some lines. You will write I must not tell lies."
They already started to search for their quills, but once again they were interrupted by the toad.
As she said they would use some of her quills Jack already knew that would not end well.
The two boys started to write while Umbridge made some tea for herself.
Jack could feel that the quills were dark just by touching them. And how dark he could see just moments later as Harry gasped and words craved themselves into his hand.
Harry stared at Umbridge but she just smiled sweetly at him and nipped at her tea. Jack had to fight a smile down this was perfect Umbridge wouldn't know what hit her.
He started writing. At first it was kind of fascinating to see your blood form those letters but then the pain started and it would get harder and harder to write.
The only thing worse than the pain was how boring it was becoming to write the same words over and over again.
I must not tell lies.
I must not tell lies.
I must not tell lies.
I must not tell lies.
The only thing keeping Jack quiet was the promise of an early escape.
When he was writing his tenth line and the wounds healing less and less he heard it.
It was a really loud noise. Like someone just threw a bomb just outside the door. Jack hoped the twins were clever enough to start the diversion far enough to not get caught and to get Jack enough time to fulfil his plan.
By the second crash Umbridge quickly left the room with a last stern look to the two boys.
As soon as the door fell shot Jack jumped from his seat and rounded Umbridges table. Harry was looking at him quizzically but Jack ignored him and quickly dropped the Puking Pastille into Umbridges tea and went back to his seat.
He shot Harry a last Act natural look. And turned towards the doors. He wasn't stupid enough to act like a brave little puppy when Umbridge finally returned. He knew if you act out of character the blame will instantly fall on you.
As he heard footsteps by the door he turned back to Harry and said loud enough so Umbridge could hear through the door.
"What do you think has happened out there?" He asked the other boy. And like a true son of a prankster Harry quickly caught on Jacks tactic and shrugged as Umbridge entered.
"Why did you two stop writing? Your detention is still not over. It will take a lot more time for the message to enter your head." She said but this time without her ever present sweet smile.
They bowed their heads and started writing again. None of them looked up again, it would be bad if Umbridge caught them watching her while she drank her now spiked tea.
It didn't take long for them to hear a puking noise. They both looked with a master like expression of pure confusion.
Just ten minutes after they ended they little explosive prank the twins watched as Filch the housekeeper tried to help Umbridge through the corridors to the infirmary. They had to admit, Jack really was a prince of mischievous. They slowly retreated through the secret passage they were hiding in with an sly smile on their lips.