-I hate her-

After Harry's hearing he had thankfully, been allowed to return to Hogwarts. The train journey was a quiet one, I was going to find the Slytherins half-way through but the three of them protested. So for the rest of the journey I ignored them, focusing my attention on my notes that i've starts for my power. Now we are going back to Hogwarts,  I'll be able to practice again.

Not a minute after getting off the train, I hear Draco approach. "Im surprised the Ministry is still letting you walk around free , Potter. You better enjoy it while you can. I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it." He spits, walking past us. Harry lunges forward but Ron holds him back. 

 I sigh, and  he looks over at me, glaring slightly.  "Oh Jade. Been busy looking after you nutter of a brother or have you decided that you're too good for Slytherin?"

I look at him confused. "No, what are you on about?" 

He carries on walking as Harry yells. "Just stay away from us!"

"It's only Malfoy. What do you expect? " Ron asks, as I decide to run after him.

"Jade, where are you going?"

I ignore Harry, trying to catch up with Draco. "Draco! Wait!" He doesn't stop. "Draco, what's gotten into you?" I ask, grabbing his arm. He pulls away, getting into a carriage. I follow, sitting down next to him. "Hello?"

He turns to face me, a scowl on his face. "Nothing."

"Really? Then what was that about just now?"

He mumbles, "You stopped replying to my letters."

I relax a little, now knowing the reason he was upset. "Oh, Im sorry. I didn't do it purpose, something came up and I couldn't. I wish I could've told you but I wasn't allowed."

"You weren't allowed? I thought something happened to you, and then I see you with your nutter brother and his freak friends. How come they got to see you?"

I grab his hand, "Im really sorry. I wish i could tell you. If i had the choice I would've. Don't be like this. Please! "

"Alright. Stop begging ." He smirks and I raise my eyebrows.  "Actually I  quite like it when you beg."

I look over at Crabbe and Goyle, "What's wrong with him?" They both shrug. "What's wrong with you?" I turn back to Draco, poking his face.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"Good evening, children." Dumbledore announces. "Now, we have two changes in staffing this year."  What a surprise. "We're pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank, who will be taking care of Magical Creatures while Professor Hagrid is on temporary leave. We also wish to welcome our new Defence Against the Dark Art teacher, Professor Dolores Umbridge."

I look over, to the women dressed in all pink, "Do you think she likes pink?" I whisper to Draco, he chuckles. "She looks so out of place next to Snape."

"And I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing the professor good luck. As usual, our caretaker, Mr Filch, has asked me to remind you-"

Umbridge clears her throat, and Dumbledore turns to look at her. She stands up and walks over. "Thank you, Headmaster, for those kind words of welcome. And how lovely to see all your bright, happy faces, smiling at me." I look around, no one is smiling.

"Im sure we're all going to be very good friends. The Ministry of Magic has always considered the education of young witches and wizards to be of vital importance. Although each headmaster has brought something new to this historic school, progress for the sake of progress must be discouraged. Let us preserve what must be preserved, perfect what can be perfected and prune practices that ought to be prohibited" She giggles and I roll my eyes as Dumbledore claps. I don't join in.

"Thank you, Professor Umbridge. That really was most illuminating. Now as i was saying magic is forbidden in the corridors..."

"This year is going to be fun." I mumble leaning  against Draco, before zoning out the rest of the speech. 

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"So what do you think Umbridge is going to be like?" I ask Draco as we head to Defence Against the Dark Arts.

"Hard to tell, but she is with the Ministry which means one thing, she won't let Potter's nonsense slide." He smirks.

"Well I for one, am not looking forward to her lessons." I sigh, when Draco grabs my hand pulling me into an empty classroom. "Dra- What are you doing, we have a class in like, ten minutes."

"I know. I just- I want to ask you something. It's been on my mind all summer but it was too important to ask over a letter. Then you didn't reply and I was just going to drop it, but when I saw you again.. I couldn't."  He holds my hands.  I look down at them and then back up at him.

 "After the Yule ball, and well just after everything.  I was wondering if - i, I really like you Jade. And I know, we both don't want to be just friends, so , um, will you be my girlfriend?" I stare at him. "I-I know i haven't put together a big romantic gesture or anything but-"

"Yes. Of course I will- I want to be you girlfriend. I don't care about all that." I smile as I see him exhale in relief. I stand on my tiptoes and gently kisses him, but it doesn't last long as i start to giggle.

"What?" he asks pulling away.

"Nothing, just. Took your time asking didn't you?"  I smirk.

"I didn't know- what if you didn't-letters and uh -" He stammers 

"Really? Draco? After everything, you thought i would say no."

"Uh maybe? But you know, you could've asked" He smiles wrapping his arms around me.

"I could've but seeing you get all flusters was worth the wait." I tease, and he leans his forehead against mine, "You're so annoying."

"Hmm. Oh Harry is going to kill me, we can't let him know, at least not yet." I warn.

Draco scoffs, "I was looking forward to seeing the look on his face though."

"Draco, seriously. Anyway we're going to be late. Come on." I peck his lips, and he grins.

"Wait." He pulls my hand and spins me back round, he presses his lips to mine once again. "I don't think I'll ever get bored of doing that."

I blush, rolling my eyes. "Right, now we really have to go."

We walk into the classroom and there is a paper bird flying around, everyone watches it until it goes up into flames.

"Good morning, children." Umbridge says calming from the back of the classroom after ruining the fun. "Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations. O-W-L's. More commonly known as OWLS. Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be severe" 

She points her wand at a pile of books and they hand themselves out. "Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you'll be pleased to know from now on you will be following a carefully structured, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic." The book that lands on my desk says Dark Arts Defence: Basics for Beginners. I scoff.

"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells." Hermione points out.

"Using spells?" She chuckles. "Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom" she walks up to Hermione.

"Come on Hermione we must prune practices that ought to be prohibited." I call out, reciting Umbridge's previous speech, before sarcastically adding  " So obviously we won't be practice  how to defend our selfs in a Defence Against the Dark Art class. "

She looks over at me, as Draco nudges me."You will be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way."

"What use is that if we're going to be attacked, it won't be risk-free." Harry adds.

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class.... it is the view of the Ministry that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations which, after all is what school is all about." 

"She's not wrong there." I whisper to Draco.

"And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?" Harry asks.

"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine would want to attack children, like yourself?"

"Creepy old men?" I raise my hand. Umbridge considers my answer.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe Lord Voldemort."

"Or that. Yeah." I mutter as the room goes quiet.

"Now let me make this quite plain. You have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This...  is... a ...lie."

"It's not a lie." Harry protests. "I saw him! Jade saw him! I fought him!"

"Detention Mr Potter!"

"So according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord?" Harry asks.

"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident."

"No !  I don't care if you don't think Voldemort is back but Cedric's death wasn't an accident.  It was murder." I yell out.

"Voldemort killed him! You must know that!" Harry adds.

"Enough! Detention for you too Miss Potter" She shrieks. "Both of you my office, later." She giggles.

"Nope, I've decided. I hate her." I sulk and Draco grabs my hand. 

"Just don't do anything stupid. You've already gotten a detention from calling out, think of what else she will do." He whispers, his thumb tracing over my knuckles.

 I huff, "It's just slightly disrespectful to Cedric."

He hums, as I sink into my seat, glaring at Umbridge.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

I meet Harry outside Umbridge's office, "Ready?" I ask, he nods and knock on the door.

"Come in."

I walk in after Harry,  looking around, slightly in digust at the pink room which was  filled with pictures of cats

"Good evening, Mr and Miss Potter. Sit. You're going to be doing some lines for me today." We both reach down for our quills. "No, not with your quill. You're going to be using a rather special one of mine." She lays them down in front of us, and I eye it suspiciously. "Now I want you both to write 'I must not tell lies'. "

"How many times?" Harry asks.

"Well, let's say... for as long as it takes for the message to sink in."

"We don't have any ink." I state.

"Oh, you won't need any ink."

"Huh?" I glance over at Harry. This was very suspicious. I slowly start writing, and the back of my hand starts to sting. Harry grunts in pain, I look over and see his left hand is slightly red. I then glance down at mine as see an 'I' appear as I continue to write. Soon the whole phrase was carved onto the top of my hand. Umbridge comes back over, acting all innocent as I glare at her.

"Yes?"

"Nothing." Harry states.

"That's right. Because you know, deep down, you deserve to be punished." She bends down in front of Harry. I continue to glare at her, feeling electricity jolt through my veins. "Don't you, Mr Potter? Go on."

I grip the pen harder as Harry goes back to writing. "Miss Potter, why have you stopped?"

"Uh I think the message has sunk in." I grit through my teeth. She comes over inspecting my hand, "A few more won't hurt."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

I pull down my sleeves as I walk back to the common room, the back of my hand aching. Draco and his minions are talking on the sofa when i walk in.

"Ah Jade, How was detention?"

"Dull. She made us write 'I shall not lie' too many times." I huff, sitting down next to him and he wraps an arm around me. "So what have you three been up to?"

"Not much."

"We've been talking about Potter." Goyle smirks.

"Honestly, do you lot have nothing better to talk about? You're obsessed." I tease, pulling out a book. "Also dare I remind you, we have OWLs this year."

"Im not worried. It'll be fine." Draco admits.

"Yeah you're not the problem here nerd, Im looking at dumb and dumber." I point to Crabbe and Goyle.

"Who are you calling a nerd? You're the one with a book in you lap." He looks down at my lap, and his face drops"What happened to you hand Jade?"

"Huh?" I look down, noticing my sleeve has come up slightly, revealing my red hand. "Nothing."

He grabs my hand, inspecting it. "That doesn't look like nothing. Did Umbridge do this to you?"

"Well technically I did it to myself. "

"What?"

"She had these quills- but it doesn't matter. It's nothing."

"Jade, it's torture. If my father found out-"

"What's he going to do, huh? " I pull my hand away. "Just leave it okay, it won't happen again anyway."

"You're right it won't because I won't allow it."

I smile slightly, kissing his cheek. "How noble of you Draco." I tease as Crabbe and Goyle leave.

"Where are you two off to?" Draco asks.

"Bed." Crabbe grunts as I watch them leave.

"Well i'm not complaining. You?" I whisper into Draco's ear before kissing his cheek again but this time I continue across his jaw. He turns his head so our lips meet.

"Defiantly not." He mumbles against them before shifting me onto his lap.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The next morning I barley make it to the breakfast table when Professor Umbridge's voice echos through the Great Hall, "Pardon me Professor but what exactly are you insinuating?"

"I am merely requesting that when it comes to my students, you conform to the prescribed disciplinary practices." I spot McGonagall tell Umbridge.

"So silly of me but it sounds as if you're questioning my authority in my own classroom. Minerva."

"Not at all, Dolores. Merely your medieval methods."

"I... am sorry, dear. But to question my practices is to question the Ministry, and by extension, the Minister himself. I am a tolerant woman, but the one thing I will not stand for is disloyalty."

"Disloyalty."

"Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared." She direct her attention to the group of us watching. "Cornelius will want to take immediate action."

I feel Draco appear behind me and look up "Did you say something?" He shakes his head. Hermione snaps her head around, grabbing my hand, "Did she do the same to you?"

I hiss slightly at the pain, watching as she inspects my hand. Oh of course it was Hermione that told McGonagall.