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"5. I had the light shone to me quite bluntly by some people that I care about. I am a terrible Head of House..." |
People started screaming no at her, but she held her hand up for quiet. "I’m the Deputy Head Mistress, I am the transfiguration professor, although with the new teacher that should lessen my load. I am also Head of House. And looking at it that way. I can admit that I have let my duties slide, but that ends now. Profes... |
"6. All prefects are expected to help the younger years, especially muggleborns acclimate to the magical world. It will no longer be a position of rounds and a fancy bathroom." She heard a few groans. |
"7. There will now be established lights out for all years." Shouts of what. And not fair were heard |
"YOU WILL BE SILENT!" |
Everyone kept their mouths shut. Minerva McGonagall was someone you didn’t cross. |
"Now as I was saying. Bedtimes will vary upon the year. The times are posted in each dorm and on the message board in the common room, along with everything else I have spoken of. Ignorance is no excuse. Now since you are awake, and it is nearly breakfast, go and grab your supplies for the day and head down." |
Minerva watched as the subdued group of lions went to their dorms. She felt a hand on her shoulder. |
"You’re doing the right thing Minerva. You have stretched yourself too thin for too long. You need the help, and I’m here for you my friend." |
"Thank you Bathsheba. I may be leaning more on you than I intend, but if it becomes too much please tell me." |
"I will. Unlike you I know the meaning of the word no." She chuckled. |
Minerva gave a playful tap to her arm and they both headed out of the portrait. |
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Harry nearly choked on his tea at breakfast the next day. OUR SAVIOUR HARRY POTTER, IN A LOVE TRIANGLE WITH THE INFAMOUS WEASLEY TWINS |
The article went into the details of the duel, but it was so embellished, that Harry was thinking about sicking Ted on them. It went on to describe how Fred and George snogged him senseless. It then asked questions about Harry being the next Dark Lord, because of the injuries he inflicted on a fellow student. Harry jus... |
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"My Lord I bring word from Hogwarts." Lucius said from his place at Voldemort’s feet. |
"Rise Lucius and tell me." |
Lucius stood and handed Voldemort the "Daily Prophet’. "It appears my Lord that the Potter brat has taken up with the Weasley twins. He also had a duel with the heiress to house of Callistor and won." |
Voldemort waived a dismissive hand. "A school yard brawl. Nothing more." |
"I agree my lord, but in Draco’s letter, he said that Potter didn’t use school yard tactics. He used potentially lethal spells. The chit had to be levitated to the hospital. He didn’t catch all of the conversation, but he overheard broken ribs and internal bleeding. He also said Potter pulled a knife and threatened her... |
"That’s new for Albus’ golden child. Anything else Lucius?" |
"My lord. Severus has sent a missive requesting an audience with you." |
"Tell him I will see him at the end of November, otherwise it will look suspicious. You may go." |
Lucius bowed. "My lord." And left to floo to the Ministry. |
Narcissa Malfoy hated her life. She was currently in her chambers healing the latest bruise that her husband had left on her body. If she was honest with herself the only reason that she wasn’t dead by her own hands was because of her son. |
Draco was at a cross roads. He could become just like his father whom he worshiped, or he could break free and become his own man. She hoped that he would chose the latter. |
She also hoped to find a way to get Sirius to get her out of this sham of a marriage. Because if not, she feared that if she wouldn’t kill herself, her husband would. And it wouldn’t be quick. |
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Lunch was odd. And come to think of it, so was breakfast earlier that day. The Gryffindors seemed...quiet one could say. That was until two first years decided to engage in a small food fight. It was not uncommon at their table, but apparently it would no longer be tolerated. |
An angry Minerva stood from her chair and made her way down to her wayward cubs. "Twenty points from Gryffindor each Mr Byerly and Miss Backmon! The wasting of food is no laughing matter. You both have detention and I want two feet on the dangers of malnutrition." Her point made, she went back to her breakfast. The two... |
"You were a little harsh Minerva don’t you think?" Albus gently scolded. |
The Transfiguration Professor turned her eyes to the Headmaster. "How I handle my house is none of your concern Albus. As long as no one is hurt, I would kindly ask you to not question my discipline methods." |
Albus decided that his toast and marmalade was a far safer option than dealing with a witch who had once threatened to transfigure his beard into poisonous snakes. |
All of the teachers looked on in awe as some in the of the House of Lions were turned into...penguins? |
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Harry waved goodbye to Fred and George as they made their way to Transfiguration, while he made his way to an empty classroom. He had his trunk shrunken down and in his pocket. He wanted to get a good workout in, since he didn’t have class for another two hours. He was feeling so much lighter after Fred and George had ... |
He turned a corner and spun out of the way of the last person he wanted to see. |
"Mr. Potter. You should be much more careful when you are walking the corridors." |
"My apologies Professor Snape. I will be more observant in the future." |
Snape stared down at him. The look in his eyes said that he wanted to say something. "Be sure that you are." Snape continued on his journey. |
"Hunh." Harry mused before he continued down the hall. |
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"Potter, Harry." Umbridge’s voice called out in that sickeningly sweet tone. "Potter, Harry! Where is Mr. Potter." |
Hermione was about to speak but Ron stopped her. He raised his hand and waited for the professor to acknowledge him. "He will not be taking this class Professor." |
"And why not Mr. Weasley?" |
Ron smirked. "Because he already has an OWL and a NEWT in the class." Ron figured it would come out sooner or later, so why not twist this cow’s knickers. |
"I...see. Open your books to page twenty two. You are to read the chapter silently." She had forgotten about the rest of role call as she contemplated her next move. |
When Umbridge let them out of class that day, Hermione and Ron were walking side by side towards their next class. |
Ron was lost in thought, when he heard his name called. "Hm? What is it?" |
"Why did you stop me from answering her?" |
"Yes. And it’s pr...never mind." She heard Andi’s voice in her head telling her not to nag. |
"I keep forgetting that there is so much that you don’t know. Umbridge is a known blood purist. She’s also known for being downright brutal towards anything that is not one hundred percent human. You should send a note to Sirius or Andi about some of the laws she’s sponsored." |
Hermione was floored. "And they let her teach?" |
"The way I heard it, Professor Dumbledore had no choice. Some rule about the Ministry can appoint a teacher if he couldn’t find one." Ron stopped walking and pulled Hermione over to a wall and out of the way of the other students. "Hermione. She’s going to do her best to rile you up. I know you’ve been working on your ... |
Hermione nodded. "I’m a Muggleborn and one of Harry’s friends so she’ll be out for me. Got it." |
Ron nodded and guided her back into the student traffic |
Hermione was lost in thought as they entered the classroom. |
As September turned to October, there was a stillness in the castle. There were many of those of non wizarding birth who were for lack of a better word...stilted. They were often seen in groups having hushed conversations, and whenever a teacher or a pure blood came around they quickly stopped talking. Minerva could se... |
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Hermione was sitting in potions class twiddling her thumbs. She was bored out of her skull. She had learned this potion over the summer. In fact, Aunt Andi had not only drilled into them the basics that they had never learned, but she herself had learned up until the end of sixth year potions. |
"Can anyone tell me what the eagle quills are used for, and what the potency means?" |
Snape stifled a sigh as he watched over the class. "Dunderheads.’ He thought to himself. He was confused as to why Granger didn’t raise her hand. "Miss Granger. It surprises me that you don’t know the answer." |
"I do know the answer professor, however it was brought to my attention that I should not try to thrust my hand wildly into the air at the expense of the other student’s education." |
About bloody time." Pansy Parkinson murmured. |
"Was there something that you wished to share Miss Parkinson?" |
Pansy quickly stammered out "No... no sir." She was surprised at being called out like that." |
Snape turned back to Hermione. "Then for the sake of my sanity and the time that we have for class, would you please give us a brief synopsis Miss Granger." |
After Hermione’s explanation of the importance of the quills in the potion, Severus had the class start on their work. |
Twenty minutes into the brewing, Hermione saw something fly through the air towards Ron’s cauldron. "Ron incoming!" It was the phrase they came up with to let the other know someone was trying to sabotage their potion. |
Ron threw a shield over the cauldron just in the nick of time as the fig root bounced off of it and onto the floor. Snape came storming out of his store room looking murderous. |
"What happened Mr. Malfoy?" The Gryffindors groaned. |
"Weasel...I mean Weasley almost blew up his cauldron." Malfoy snickered. |
To everyone’s shock he slowly turned to Granger. "Your assessment Miss Granger." |
She nodded. "We were at the stage where you add the pickled toad eyes, when I saw the fig root fly through the air and nearly land in Ron’s cauldron. Fortunately, he was able to throw up a shield in time." |
"Did you see who threw it?" |
"I only saw them out of the corner of my eye, but that was the general direction." She pointed to where she saw the root thrown from. "I don’t believe it could have been the Slytherins in the front of the class. That would have been too obvious, as they would have to turn to throw it." |
Snape turned to his snakes. "I see." The Potions Master banished every potion in the classroom. All Gryffindors may leave except Mr. Weasley." |
Ron sputtered. "What did I do?" |
"Do be quiet Weasley!" Snape snapped. |
As the final Gryffindors left, Snape addressed his snakes. "Who did this?" Snape’s tone was low and dangerous. "If that root had made it into Mr. Weasley’s cauldron, it would likely had killed or at the very least severely injured all of us. It could have very well taken out most of the Dungeons. So, I will ask again. ... |
When his snakes seemed to take a great interest in their desks Snape lost his patience. "Very well. All of the fifth year Slytherins will lose twenty points. Each." He hoped he could get that one by Filius. |
"All of the fifth years in Slytherin house will lose Hogsmeade privileges for the entire year." |
Now all their jaws dropped, even Ron’s. |
"If you are on the Quidditch team you are hereby suspended." Draco looked like he might cry. |
"And you all have in house suspension. Meals and classes will be the only reason why you can leave the dorms. You will also have detention every weekend for a month. I promise you that I will speak with Filch and Hagrid to find the most disgusting jobs that they can so as to make it as painful as possible. You know tha... |
They weren’t Slytherin for nothing. Self preservation won out. "It was Goyle!" Six voices rang out. Goyle hung his head, knowing he was caught. |
"I see. The punishment is on hold until this can be investigated further but know this. If I find that anyone else was culpable the punishment will stand. Mr. Goyle. You will go to my office and wait there. If you are not there when I come to speak with you, I will be...displeased." |
Goyle nodded rapidly and ran out of the lab. Snape scared him more than the Dark Lord. |
Severus turned to the rest of his snakes. "While I am not fond of Gryffindors." Snape sneered the word. "This is a classroom. That combination could have killed you all. The sabotage of potions ends now. Am I clear?" |
"Yes Professor." |
"You may go. Mr. Weasley. With me please." Ron nodded and followed him. |
Severus made his way to Filius’ office since he knew he was free and knocked on the half goblins door. |
"Come in." Severus walked in and sat down as he was invited to do. Ron followed him and took a seat in front of the professor’s desk. |
Severus first turned to Ron. "Mr. Weasley. I need a vow of silence concerning what we are about to discuss as it is of the utmost importance." |
Ron looked at him skeptically, one glance at Professor Flitwick who nodded at him to take it, he did so. |
"As you know I am a spy for the Order. I was expected to treat Gryffindor differently to keep my cover, but the truth is that I enjoyed it. I hated Potter’s father and Black for their bullying of me and I took it out on your house when I became a teacher. Make no mistake Mr. Weasley. I am not a nice man; I am barely to... |
"The Headmaster has limited my points reduction abilities, and so I am asking Filius to consider taking one hundred points from Slytherin for endangering the lives of the other students. I would like to award..." Oh it literally felt like he was dying to do it. "Fifty points to Mr. Weasley for quick thinking in saving ... |
Professor Flitwick hid a smile behind his teacup. "Of course, Severus. There’s a detention I presume?" |
Snape’s eyes hardened. "One month with the worst jobs that Filch and Hagrid can find. No quidditch, and no Hogsmeade weekend until after the new year. With the current Headmaster, I doubt he will be expelled." |
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