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Chapter Five
Jeanette's/Hailey's POV
After Blaise ditched me Potter told me when the Ravenclaw Quidditch tryouts are. I don't see why he had to talk to me alone to say that. Maybe Blaise intimidated him, he is about 6'3" way bigger than Potter. He also didn't send Tony away, in fact when Tony appeared Potter just kind of left. So Tony walked with me to breakfast.
Today was my first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, it was a double class period. Apparently it was the worst teacher they've had, and it was their fifth teacher in five years. We had it after breakfast, just Ravenclaws no other house. Tony and I left breakfast together, he draped his arm over my shoulders again. He told me about his past DADA teachers. I wouldn't mind having Lupin, I have an uncle who's a werewolf and we're still cool.
The professor introduced herself as Professor Umbridge; she was a squat, stubby woman with a face that reminded me of a toad. She was wearing an atrocious pink cloak.
"Good morning, class." She said in a girly voice.
"Good morning, Professor Umbridge." We replied in unison.
"Please copy the following." She tapped the blackboard with her unusually short wand.
Course Aims:
Understanding the principles underlying defensive magic.
Learning to recognize situations in which defensive magic can be legally used.
Placing the use of defensive magic in a context for practical use.
I read over the objectives a couple of times with a small frown. "This is bullshit." I muttered. Tony and Padma, who were sitting on either side of me, looked at me strangely. "Professor, are we actually going to use defensive spells?" I asked loudly.
"Please raise your hands before speaking, Ms -" She replied in a sickly sweet voice.
"Blaire." I raised my hand, and she turned her back on me. I repeated my question anyway. "Are we actually going use defensive spells?"
"Ms. Blaire I told you to raise your hand before speaking." Umbridge narrowed her eyes.
"My hand is raised professor." I replied and next to me Tony sniggered.
"Wait to be called on." Umbridge said turning her back to me once more.
"But that isn't what you said the first time." I rolled my eyes, but I stayed quiet while she gave out a chapter to read in the textbook. I opened to the page, but didn't read and left my hand up.
"Do you have a question about the reading Ms. Blaire?"
"No, I have a question about the course objectives." I replied and Umbridge opened her mouth to say something, but I kept going. "Are we actually going to practice any defense spells?"
"Are you planning on being attacked Ms. Blaire?" The toad replied, the class had stopped pretending to read and the watched our exchange.
I got what she wanted me to say. She wanted me to say no. Then she'd reply that there was no reason for me to be practicing defensive spells. "Well, Professor, since there is a practical portion on our Defensive Against the Dark Arts O.W.L. I would like to be able to pass." Umbridge started to speak, I don't know what she said because I shouted over her, "So I don't become a random Ministry lackey sent to spy on a school like you. Not to mention that the criminal Sirius Black is still at large! And that a certain He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is reported to be back." I might have tiny little anger problems. "Merlin! Does your arse get tired of all the shit that comes out of your mouth!" I was smart enough to say the last bit in Italian.
The silence was deafening when I finished and sat back down, I didn't even realize I stood up. Professor Umbridge calmly smiled at me, "Ten points from Ravenclaw." She then walked around and wrote something on a piece of parchment. She sealed it and motioned for me to come to the front of the room. I grabbed my messenger bag and stood. When I got to the front of the room she handed me the parchment and smiled at me, but her eyes were cold, "To Professor Flitwick, dear."
I snatched the parchment from her and stormed out the room, slamming the door behind me. "That was good." A voice said as I walked out of the classroom. I turned to face none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Hey Draco, you heard all that?" I sighed.
"Yeah." He nodded, "My favorite part was when you talked about her being a ministry lackey, because you know she was proud of her job before. Very Slytherin." He winked at me, "I can walk you to Flitwick's office."
"Thanks," I smiled halfheartedly, "Because I don't know where it is." He laughed and led me away from the classroom. "Shouldn't you be in class?" I asked.
"I have Divination," he grinned, "I'm not missing anything." He hit on me as he walked me to the office, "Well here we are." We stopped in front of a door.
"Thanks," I smiled, "See you later." He waved and I went into the office. "Hello professor." I said as I walked in.
"Ms. Blaire," Flitwick nodded when I walked in, "Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Actually I was sent by Professor Umbridge." I laughed, "She wanted me to give you this."
He took the parchment and read it, "Ms. Blaire it's only your second day of classes, how is it you're already in trouble?" He shook his head at me as he took out a tin from his desk drawer and opened it. It had little cupcakes in it, "Would you like a cupcake?"
"I'm always up for a cupcake, professor." I grinned as I took one.
He laughed, but then turned serious, "Ms. Blaire you cannot keep openly mocking Professor Umbridge. As you know we've already lost ten house points. And you have detention with Professor Umbridge until Friday."
"What!" I interjected, "But Quidditch tryouts are on Saturday, that gives me almost no time to practice."
"There is nothing I can do about that Ms. Blaire. You are to report to Professor Umbridge's office promptly at five o'clock." He shrugged his little shoulders.
At five o'clock on the dot I walked into Umbridge's office. It was covered in cat pictures, doilies, and lace. I was surprised to see two desks and chairs in front of her desk, each had a piece of parchment on them. I guess I'm doing lines. I wondered who else got detention with her. "Take a seat, dear." Umbridge pointed to the desks, "You too Mr. Potter."
I was shocked to see Harry in the doorway behind me. He gave a grim smile and nodded to me, I did the same. We each took a seat, I began to take out a pen but the toad stopped me, "You'll be using a quill I provide." She gave each of us a thin black quill with a very sharp tip. "You know what to write Mr. Potter. Now Ms. Blaire I want you to write 'I will stay quiet'. Get to work you too."
"How many times do I have to write it? And where's the ink?" I asked as I watched Harry start to work, red ink seemed to come from the quill.
She watched me watch Harry, "You will write until it sets in."
I sighed and wrote, I will stay quiet on the paper. The back of my left hands stung. I looked at it and a cut was just fading away. I wrote it again and I felt the same pain again. It didn't take me long to figure out I was writing in my own blood. Just as Harry did next to me, I didn't make a sound. I have no idea how many hours later she told us to stop. "Hands." Harry presented her with his right hand, I with my left. The back of my hand was red, but the words 'I must not tell lies' could still be seen on the back of his, though they were faint. "I expect to see you both back here tomorrow."
We left without a word, "Is she allowed to do this?" I asked after we turned the corner and got a good distance away from her office.
"No." Harry shook his head, "But I'm not going to give her the satisfaction by running to Dumbledore."
I nodded as I reached for his hand, "May I?" He nodded, and I took his hand. I looked over it carefully. It was still bleeding a bit, but blood never bothered me. I got even more accustomed to it after mom got sick, she was always coughing it up. The words 'I must not tell lies' could be seen.
"This is just after two days?" I asked pouting a bit. I had detention until Friday, it would be permanent by then.
"Yeah." He smiled at me, "What did you do to get on Umbridge's bad side? You probably already know what I did."
I shook my head, "I'm not one to listen to gossip. But I called her ministry scum. I said that Voldemort is back, and I reminded her that Sirius Black is still at large when she tried to say we'd never have to use defensive spells."
Harry whistled, and grinned, "That's brilliant. You don't fear his name?"
"Fearing his name just gives him more power over us." I shrugged and looked down. I blushed when I realized that we're still holding hands.
He looked at me in awe, "The only person who I know of who says-. Oh hey Ron"
"Hey Harry." A lanky red-headed boy said as he walked up, a Weasley. He was attempting to hide a Cleansweep behind his back. "Hey Hailey."
"Weasley." I nodded and turned to Harry, "I'm going to go to the tower. Bye." I dropped his hand, and Ron noticed the action. He looked at our hands and noticed that they were red and Harry's was still bleeding slightly.
"Is that from your detention?" Weasley asked, he looked furious.
"No." Both Harry and I answered to quickly, it was an obvious lie.
"She can't do that! You have to go to Dumbledore!" Ron insisted, he was turning an awful shade of red.
"Then she would win!" Harry shot back.
I watched the two awkwardly, "I really do have to go, I think Anthony is waiting." I didn't wait for them to reply as I kept walking upstairs.
Tony was waiting up for me in the common room, "Hi." I said sitting next to him on the couch.
"How was detention?" He asked, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me close. I wasn't sure what our relationship status was; he hadn't properly asked me out, but we acted like a couple apart from the fact that we didn't kiss.
"It was a handful." I replied and I couldn't help but smirk to myself, I was just too punny. "We had to do lines."
"We?" He asked, raising a blonde brow.
"Harry Potter had detention too." I explained, "He had a similar outburst in Umbridge's class."
"What was the last part you said to her?" He asked, and I gave him a quizzical look, "The part in Italian."
"Oh," I laughed, "I asked her if her arse got jealous of all the shit that came out of her mouth." Being a prefect and all I thought he really tried to look disappointed for a moment, but one look at each other and we both cracked up.
We were silent for a moment just enjoying each other's company. I stifled a yawn, it was past midnight and the common room was deserted. Tony noticed and sighed, "I guess we should get to our dorms, we don't want to fall asleep down here again." We both stood and walked over to the steps that separated the girls and guys rooms. He pulled me into a hug and I looked up at him. I could've sworn he was going to kiss me as I looked up into his cobalt eyes and he looked into mine. He didn't, well he reached down and pecked me gently on the cheek, but I was expecting him to actually kiss me, like on the lips. I still blushed as he whispered, "Even though we can't do it again, I'd rather sleep down here with you. Goodnight Hailey."
"Goodnight Tony." I whispered back before walking up the steps to my room.
"You're blushing." Luna informed me before turning out her lantern and laying down. The fact that she noticed made me blush even more. I brushed my teeth, got into my pajamas and went to bed with a smile. Too bad the nightmares ruined my good mood.