"Can this year be just a little normal? Completely normal would be perfect, but I am not picky." Harry is laid back against Draco, who is reclined against the wall of their compartment on the train. Across from them are Blaise and Pike, both of whom snort.
"Normal? I don't think normal ever happens around you. Ever." Blaise's Italian accent is bubbly with laughter.
"Yes, I wouldn't be surprised if you land yourself in St. Mungo's this year."
"Thanks Pike, now I am jinxed."
"I do wander what will happen this year." Murmurs Draco.
"I really do not want to think about it."
In the common room several hours later, there is a riot.
"Umbridge is going to take away our freedom. Did you hear the way she talked?" Pansy said with the famous Slytherin sneer.
"Draco," Tracy starts from a spot close to the wall. "Did your father know anything about this?"
"You know, I do not know. I will owl him tomorrow."
"I guess we will see how unbearable she is soon."
It turns out that she is completely unbearable, as she gives Harry detention within the first ten minutes of class. When he returned to the Slytherin common room afterward, he didn't say anything, but sits on the couch.
"What is on your hand?" Blaise leans over.
Harry offers up his right hand. "Nothing."
"Nice try." With reflexes a seeker would be proud of, Blaise snatches the other hand, gripping it tight. "You call this nothing?"
"There is nothing that can be done."
"What is wrong?" Draco just came in from writing his letter to be sent in the morning.
"Umbridge done this to his hand." Blaise hold up the hand he has yet to release.
"That is what detention involved? Torture?" Quick as lightening, he came up to a conclusion. "I am setting the twins on her."
That is what he did. Small things happened at first, then it kept getting more interesting as the days went on. At night, there isn't much of a joy ride. Almost every night, he wakes up covered in sweat, and leaves the castle.
One day, was different. His nightmares changed and crashed into him in the middle of the day. Voldemort got his hands on Sirius. When he opened his eyes, he stared at the concerned faces of his friends.
"He has Sirius. At the Ministry."
"Wouldn't the family have owled us?"
"Maybe, Draco, the owl is on its way."
"We need to check first." Zabini adds in. "He might have sent that image on purpose."
"How are we supposed to do that? There is no way to Floo them."
"The Floo in Umbridge's office. She is out at this time." Draco adds in.
"Well let's go then."
The Slytherins and a Ravenclaw run up into the castle. Harry and Draco go into the office while Luna keeps watch, and Blaise goes for assistance.
No sooner than Harry gets to the fireplace to call, then Umbridge comes in. A couple minutes into the intense questioning, and Luna being found, that Snape comes in.
"He has Padfoot. He has Padfoot in the place where it is hidden."
The Potions Professor silently acknowledges the comment, while telling Umbridge that he has no clue what he is saying. A minute later, he leaves. They escape with the help of the twins and bolt from the castle.
In the Ministry, the group searches for Sirius. To no avail. Several of the Death Eaters, those that do a lot of the dirt work for Voldemort, appear. They fall into the room with the Veil and start battling more intensely. Others show up as well. Snape, Malfoy, Bella, Remus, and Sirius, along with others. Macnair threw a curse at Sirius, nearly knocking him into the Veil.
Bent on taking him out, Harry goes after Macnair. They run into the main part of the Ministry, where Macnair disappears in the Floo as Voldemort appears.
The two battle until Harry gets possessed by Voldemort. Harry, inside his mind, continues the battle. At one point, Harry managed to kill him.
The Minister comes in to see Voldemort hit the ground, dead.
With great trouble, Harry manages to get back to the castle. The rest of his year was calm enough.
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