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“What’d you write?” I asked Harry
“What she told us…I don’t need to get in trouble with the ministry anymore.”
“Oh…my mum’s in the ministry yah know…well sorta kinda. She’s friends with Fudge…and everyone else. She‘s part of the Wizengamot too.” I laughed.
“And yet…you believe me?” Harry asked.
“’Course…my mum does too, she just has to pretend around Fudge and everyone. Fudge…I like fudge…I want chocolate…where’re the Kitchens?”
“They’re downstairs.” Hermione chimed as she and Ron caught up with them.
“Wicked! Let’s go!” I grabed Harry and Ron’s hands and then pushed Hermione with my head to the nearest staircase.
“Let go of me?”
“Sorry Ron!”
“me too.”
“Fine!” I let go of both Harry and Ron and we followed Hermione downstairs.
“Cool” I said looking at the giant puicture of a fruit bowl.
“Ticklet the pair.”
“Hermione have you been drinking unknown potions again?” I joked.
“That’s how you get in.” She sounded frustrated.
“Oky doke!” I tickled the pair and it giggled and turned into a doorknob. Like magic! I crack me up.
“Harry Potter sir!” this little thing nearly knocked Harry down as he hugged him.
“Get off me Dobby I can’t breathe.”
“Sorry Harry Potter sir…Dobby didn’t mean to.”
“It’s all right…good to see you.”
“Same here Harry Potter.”
“I’m Raven!” I said extending my hand to the house elf…It had huge green eyes and floppy ears…he was so cute I wanted to hug ‘im!
“Ma’am.” he bowed.
“Stop that I’m no one…you don’t have to bow to me.”
“I think he does it out of habbit.” Harry said walking in.”
“ Still I hate that they treat them like slaves. They have feelings to they’re not objects!”
“You against house elf enslavement too?” Hermione asked.
“Ye-.”
“Don’t bother her with that stupid club.”
“It’s not a club it’s an organization. And it’s not stupid!”
“What is it called?”
“Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, or S.P.E.W.” She said smiling.“Cool. Im all for it.” I said.
“Really? I have a badge only two sickles.” She said reaching into her cloak pocket.
I handed her the two sickles and clipped the badge onto my cloak.
“How do I look?” I said posing to show off the pin.
“Like an idiot if you ask me.” Ron guffawed.
“I was joking smarty pants.”
“Weaslebe here isn’t man enough for pants.” a cold voice said from behind.
“Malfoy good to see you!” I said sarcastically hugging him. Taking him by surprise was plan the whole time.
“Get off of me.” He said.
“Don’t you know you’re not supposed to hit a girl?” I asked brushing off my robes…He’s deseased.
“No matter, I’m telling you were in the kitchens…”
“Oi…Malfoy!” Ron called.
“What is it?”
“Here.” he said throwing Malfoy a bag a owl pellets.
“What’re you playing at now Weasley?”
“What. It’s written on your back.”
“What?” Malfoy reached back and pulled off the post it note I stuck on him. It said “I am a ferret boy. And I like eating owl pellets.” I secretly waved my wand and in shimmering blue letters that tailed behind him so Malfoy and teachers wouldn’t see it I wrote the same thing.
“Wait ‘till my father here’s about this.” He said.
“Wait ‘till Fudge here’s about you harassing me.” I said back.
“So?”
“My mum’s in the Wizengamot…and very close to Fudge…I can even throw in word about you calling muggle borns ‘mud-bloods’…sorry Hermione.”
“It’s ok…” she said knowing what I meant…I hoped…
“Oh please…you’re bluffing.”
“Fine…don’t believe me…see if I care.” I told him truthfully. He walked away shaking his head believing I wasn’t serious.
“Soon as my mum writes back I’m telling.” I told them as we left. I wasn’t joking when I said I would tell my mum to tell Fudge.
“Wanna head out to the lake?” Hermione asked us.
“I can’t Quidditch.” Harry said.
“Oooooh I used to play…I was a seeker…”
“I’m a seeker too.” Harry said.
“How is it, that we can’t talk about anything other than Quidditch?”
“Hermione…three simple words for you to hear, learn, and understand:” I started “Quidditch. Is. Life.” I told her. She “ughed.” and walked on rolling her eyes. “Hey Harry wait for me, I wanna see if I can get seeker positish.” I said jumping up onto Harry’s back.
“What the?”
“Walk!” I yelled jokingly.
“We better go.” Hermione told Ron.
“Yeh.”
“Rooon…are you ok? You look saaaaaaad.” I said jumping off of Harry as we got to the pitch.
“Huh…I’m fine why?” He look so sad.
“You need a hug.” I lunged at him gave him a big bear hug knocking him to the floor followed closely by Hermione and Harry who she grabbed onto before she fell.
“WEll that was fun.” I said smiling. Turning onto my back with my arms stretched out like I was going to make a snow angel.
“Up you get. I have to be there. Angelina will kill me.” Harry said.
“Oh I forgot Wood left.”
“Yeah…It’ll be weird not hearing his pre-game rants…” Harry said eyes glazing over remembering something.
“Ok Well I gotta go.”
“Giddy up.” I said jumping onto Ron’s back this time.
“Gerroffme.” He said pulling me over his head so I landed on my back.
“That hurt… Harry’
S more comfortable anyway.” I said
“begone with you.”
“Well then!” I poked Harry, Ron and Hermione too just because she looked pockable and ran.
“Giggle.” I said laughing. Then I tripped and fell and tumbled head first. “I’m ok!”
“Get up.” Hermione said putting her hand out for me to take. I jumped up and laughed.
“You need to laugh more. It’ supposed to be really healthy.” I told her.
“YOu should kow that, your parents are doctors.” Ron said.
“They’re dentists.” Hermione corrected.
“Oh.”
“Angelina what’s going on?”
“Snape gave Slytherin today to hold tryouts.”the tall girl said. “Hello Ron, Hermione,er…”
“Raven I’m new.” I said putting my hand out.
“Nice to meet you.” She smiled and took my hand. She had a firm grip…I’ll have to try nd arm wrestle her at a later date. “Anyway, will hold try outs tomorrow, tell the twins.” She said walking by us.
“The blonde one plays Quidditch?” I asked flabbergasted…hehe that’s a funny word...I asked flabbergasted walking past the field.
“Yeah, we’re surprised too.” Harry said. “Hey why don’t we see if Hagrid’s ba-”
“He isn’t I noticed this morning.” Hermione said sadly.
“Holy hot tamoles!”
“What?” Everyone asked me.
“I’ve got detention wirth Snape!!” I said running past them. “See you later, Harry good luck with the toad.” I called running into the castle and down to the dungeons. When I got there I was puffing from running.
“Where were you yesterday?”
“I…had…det..tention…with…Umbridge.” I siad inbetween breaths. “actually I have detention with her this whole week . But I thought it wouldn’t be right to not show up here at all.” I said after I caught my breath.
“Well then I won’t keep you waiting, I want you to clean my shelves, dust everything. Then I want you to sort out some files.” He said sneering at me like I was a rat trapped in a box…
“”So…I’m doing the spring cleaning you forgot to do during the spring?” I asked.
“No, you’re cleaning up the mess that you idiotic children created.”
“You really shouldn’t have become a teacher…you don’t seem to like children.”
“Get to work.” He snarled and I “got to work”. About an hour later he told me to go to Umbridge’s detention. Which I didn’t since Harry was probably already out and when I got to the common room I was proven correct.
“Heya mates.”
“Hey Raven.” They all said in unison.
“What’’s wrong, you guys look like you’ve been to a funeral.” I told them.
“Did you know whatr Umbridge did to Harry?”
“Yeah, Happened to me too…Almost got Krum with one of the stupid quills. I was gonna get him to write something totally humiliating buuuuuuuut, Kakroff caught me…He was such a kiss up.” I explained.
“Why don’t you tell someone?” Hermione asked.
“A. If I tell my mum she’ll tell Fudge who won’t believe her. B. I totally got her back by writing ‘do not trust toad’ C. If for some reason Fudge did believe my mum, Umbridge would tell him she’s wrong, and my mum could lose her job for ‘lying to the minister.’ There was no point.” I explained plopping onto the couch accidently sitting on Rons’ foot. “Sorry.” I told him putting my head on his lap tired.
“We could tell Dumbledore, he’s still headmaster.” Hermione said.
“Stop worrying will you?”
“Look at Harry’s hand.” she hissed. It was bleeding and looked like it hurt.
“I was there yesterday remember?”
“Yesterday.”
“I needed to go to Snape’s detention. I prefer him over Umbridge.”
“But you left Harry and look at his hand.”
“Harry, I’m sorry.” I said annoyed with Hermione.
“Why? I understand it’s no problem.”
“See Harry doesn’t mind.”
“ He’s just being nice. It was wrong what you did.”
“I didn’t do anything!” I said standing up. I think I hit Ron in the process.
“You can tell Fudge!”
“You could get Ron to tell his dad to tell Fudge. Yeah I know his dad works in the Ministry and I know you know he works there. So why don
T you get him to do it!”
“We all know Fudge would never listen to his dad. No offense Ron.”
“So! My mum is very faithful to Dumbledore. The only reason she hasn’t been fired is because the Ministry is running short on judges. She couldn’t go to Fudge with this. Plus Umbridge is waaay closer to Fudge then my mum.”
“So! I think Fudge might listen to your mum considering she‘s in the Wizengamot.”
“Why don’t you talk to Fudge or Dumbledore about it then if it’s such a big deal to you!” I shouted glaring daggers, hands clenched in fists of rage, no angel born in hell can break that satans spell…but yeah I was mad.
“ I should!”
“Then why are you so freaking mad at me!” I said my voice starting into a Bulgarian accent.
“Because you should’ve been with him. Did you see his hand?!”
“Yeah I did. And once again какъв was АЗ предполагам към правя?”
“What?!”
“What was I supposed to do?!”
“Both of you quit it!” Ron and Harry said in unison.
“You guys are worse when you and Ron fight!” Harry said, I assume dhe was talking aobut Hermione and Ron.
“That’s fine I’m going to bed.” I said stomping off. There is no way I can get Fudge on me and my mum’s side.
“We heard you fighting all the way upstairs.” Pavarti said sitting next to Lavendar doing homework.
“Ok…”
“Yeah, usually Hermione only ever yells at Ron or Malfoy.” Lavandar added.
“I actually heard she hit him once.”
“Ron?”
“Malfoy.” They said in unison.
“Oh.”
“So what was that all about?”
“None of your businness.” I told them putting on my pajamas. They consisted of red shorts with reindeers and a blue tank-top.
“That’s rude.” Pavarti said closing the nail polish she had and laid down on her bed.
“No. It’s the truth.” I told them going to bed.
