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You walked away from your Herbology class and looked around. Where on earth could he be?

'Alright Freddie, I'll see you in the common room then.' George spoke before he walked away.

You looked at the red haired boy who approached you with a big smile on his face. You had been friends for the past 7 years, even though you were a Ravenclaw.

'Y/N! Hi!' He smiled.

You walked towards his and took your books into one hand. Then you hugged him with the other arm. He hugged you back.

'Is it okay if I first drop this off in my room? Then we can go to the lake.' You smiled.

'I'll walk with you.' He smiled.

You walked towards the common room. Lately you started thinking about you and Fred. You like him... a awful lot. Maybe even more then he thought.

'How was Herbology?' He asked.

'As usual... lots of plants.'

You knew Fred wasn't really that interested in Herbology, so you didn't want to bore him.

'So what did you do during your free period?' You asked.

'George came up with the idea to take on Umbridge during the O.W.L exams. It's going to be fun. Lots of fireworks and brooms.'

'Can wait.' You grinned.

You walked up the stairs and Harry, Ron and Hermione ran down as well, almost knocking you over.

'Watch it kiddo.' You laughed.

'Sorry Y/N!' Harry yelled back.

'They were in a hurry.' You sighed.

'Probably potions class.' Fred spoke.

You walked towards the painting of the Ravenclaw common room. You spoke the password at the same time and you were both given permission to enter.

'Wait here okay.' You smiled before hurried up to the girls dorm.

You put your books away and then you hurried back downstairs. Fred was talking to some of your friends.

'Alright! Let's go.' You smiled.

'Bye guys.' Fred spoke before walking with you towards the lake.

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'Welcome class, to another defense against the dark arts lesson.' Umbridge started her class.

It was absolutely terrible to have her. You didn't learn any spells. If you had it with Gryffindor it could be more fun.

'Today I want you to read chaper 4 and make the exercises. Go on, get started.'

You raised your hands.

'Yes, what part of read and make the exercises didn't you understand?' She asked.

'When are we going to learn something useful?' You asked.

'Useful? This is all useful. Knowledge is important, so how about you work?' She asked.

'How about, you learn us how to defend ourselves and then I'll work.'

Everyone looked at you. They couldn't believe that you stood up to her.

'Miss Y/L... how dare you speak to me like that! I'm going to give you one last chance to do you work or-'

'Or what? I get detention? Just like everyone who doesn't agree with you?'

'Indeed! So do your work.'

You looked at her with a challenging look. Then you closed your book.

'Why don't you do your work first?' You asked while crossing your arms.

'That's it miss Y/L! That is detention for you! My office, tonight.' She spoke.

'Fine if I'm already in detention I don't feel like sitting in class anymore.'

You got up and left the classroom.

'There, all done.' George laughed as he started at the big pile of fireworks.

'High five George.' Fred grinned.

The gave each other a high five.

'Y/N? Didn't you have defense against the dark arts?' Fred asked as soon as he saw you.

'I did aaaannddd I got detention.' You sighed.

'Detention? Why?' They asked in unison.

'I spoke up to Umbridge about the fact that we aren't learning anything. Then I just left as soon as I got detention.'

Fred walked towards you.

'That's horrible. Her punishments are horrible. You shouldn't have done this.' Fred spoke.

'I'm not progressing. How am I supposed to pass my NEWTs like this?' You asked.

'You could have asked another teacher. You could have asked Snape. He wanted to be a DADA teacher since he started working here. He would have helped you.'

'Well, I did it like this. Believe me, I'll be fine. I can take care of myself.'

'When is your detention?' He asked.

'Tonight.' You spoke.

'I'll go with you.'

'You don-'

'Yes I'll go with you.'

You sighed.

'Alright. You can go with me.''

That evening you walked towards Umbridge office. You looked at Fred.

'See you soon.' You smiled.

'Good luck... just scream if you need me.'

You opened the door and walked into her pink office. You stared at the plates on the walls with moving cats.

'Welcome miss Y/L. I believe we both know why you're here.'

'Because I used my human right of freedom of speech to tell you what a terrible teacher you are.' You said while sitting down.

Umbridge tried her best to keep smiling.

'You'll be doing some lines for me today. There is your paper and your quill. I want you to write: I must no show disrespect to teachers or superiors.'

You looked at her and raised your brows.

'How many times?' You asked.

'Until... the massage sunk in.'

You grabbed the ink and looked around.

'There's no ink.' You spoke.

'You won't be needing any ink. Just write.'

You started writing.

I must not show disrespect to teachers or superiors

I must not show disrespect to teachers or superiors

After the third line your hand started to sting. You looked at it and bit your lip. You didn't want to show her that it hurt. The more you wrote, the clearer scars started te appear. You sighed and continued writing. After another line you saw that: I must not show disrespect to teachers, was carved in your hand. You wrote one more line before you couldn't take the pain anymore. You dropped your quill and used your hand to cover the scars. You took your hand off after a while.

'Again... You're not done yet.'

You looked at her.

'No, I'm sorry. I get it.' You spoke.

'No, continue.' She spoke and after that she let out a giggle.

You grabbed the quill and continued writing. When the word "superiors" was there you stopped.

'Is that clear?' She asked.

You nodded and got up. You quickly walked out of the office. You quickly passed Fred. You didn't want him to see it.

'Y/N! Wait up!'

Fred grabbed your write. You turned around but he already saw the scars.

'I must not show disrespect to teachers or superiors?' He asked. 'What has she done to you?' He asked in a bit of shock.

'I had to write lines with a weird quill. It had no ink and the massage was carved into my skin.'

'That's just cruel... why did you want to walk away with out me?' He asked.

'I didn't want you to worry.' You spoke softly.

'I would have found out anyways.' He spoke.

'You pay attention to my hand?' You asked while raising your brows.

Fred grinned.

'I always pay attention to you.'

You laughed and shook your head.

'Why?' You then asked.

Fred didn't answer and looked at you. You looked back at him.

'Fred? I asked you something.'

'Uhm... I might have to tell you something.'

'And that isss???'

'I... I think I'm in love you with you.' He spoke softly.

You looked at him in surprise then a smile appeared on your face. You pulled his chin up and looked at him. You softly pressed you lips on his. Fred froze in surprise. You pulled back and smiled at him.

'I love you too.' You smiled.