'DUMBLEDORE, DAFT OR DANGEROUS?"

The front cover of the Daily Prophet was covered with a lot of stories. The biggest story covered was the boy who lies and Dumbledore. The Daily Prophet denies all of this and is foul-mouthing Dumbledore and Harry. It talked a little about the dementor attack on Harry and him being cleared of all charges, like he should.

'The Fall of the Clermont Family'

Right beneath the story was a photo of me and my family. Dad's hands were over my shoulders and none of us were smiling. This was a photo from a while ago when Fleur and Gabrielle were also here.

'Apolline Clermont, a Death Eater, disappears after killing her husband Monseuir Clermont. Her eldest and youngest daughters are nowhere to be found while her second daughter, Evelyn Clermont, continues to attend Hogwarts"

The paragraphs under our photo goes deep into our family history but I couldn't read any longer. On the corner of the front page was a paragraph talking about the escapees of Azkaban. All the names listed in the newspaper were the names I had heard during the dinner with the dark lord. I sighed and placed the daily prophet down on the table resting my back on my seat.

"Chocolate Frog?" Ron offered me.

"No thank you" I gave him a weak smile.

The compartment fell silence, no one said anything. Just deep sighs and everyone was trapped in their own thoughts. The boy who lived became the boy who lies in a matter of days. I went from Evelyn Clermont to the daughter of a death eater in a matter of days. Harry and I haven't talked about the kiss ever since the day back at headquarters, neither of us brought it up.

The train arrived and the four of us waited until everyone was off just to avoid the fuss of shoving through everyone. Hermione linked her arm with mine as we walked towards the entrance.

"Surprise the ministry is letting the daughter of a death eater walking around Clermont" Pansy brushed past me hitting my shoulders.

"Shove off Pansy" Draco shoved her to the side walking up with Crabbe and Goyle from behind us, "I expect a cellar in Azkaban with your name on it Potter"

Harry lunged towards Draco and I quickly pulled him back. Draco eyed Harry and I before walking off with his two minions.

"What'd I tell you? He's gone nuts" He spat.

"JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Harry snapped back at him. I understood why he was mad but I never saw him lash out like that. He had changed ever since Cedric's death.

"It's only Malfoy, what'd you expect?" Ron said from beside me. I still remember Draco at the astronomy tower where he wasn't under pressure of his name, the Draco who was terrified back at the dinner. He's really not everyone sees him as.

We walked towards a path with carriages. Beautiful black bone like horses were pulling them. In front of our carriage Cho turned to face Harry giving him a smile eager to jump out and go run into Harry's arm. I scoffed at the sight, two pumpkin pasties please. The three of us paused and watched as the carriages pulled away into the distance waiting for another carriage to come pick us up.

"Hi guys" Neville walked up beside me.

"Hi Neville" The four of said in unison.

Another carriage pulled up from behind us and Harry walked up close to the horse pulling the carriage examining it.

"What is it?" He asked

"What's what?" Ron asked turning around to face the horse.

"Nothing's pulling the carriage Harry, it's pulling itself" Hermione said furrowing her eyebrows.

"You guys don't see it?" I asked.

"You're not going mad" A dreamy voice said from the carriage. We made ourselves around the carriage to see a blonde girl who slowly lowered some book. Luna Lovegood, I remembered her from last year outside the Ravenclaw common room.

"I can see them too, you two are just as sane as I am" she continued. As sane as Luna Lovegood? So I'm.. Insane? Nonetheless, the five of us sat down on the carriage. Ron sat next to Being visibly uncomfortable and I sat next to Harry.

"Everyone this is looney love-" Hermione paused looking at Luna from beside her, "Luna Lovegood"

No one said a word.

"That's an interesting necklace" I said breaking the silence.

"It's a charm actually, keeps away the nargles. Hungry, I hope there's pudding" She replied in her usual dreamy voice. Sometimes I think she's a little above the clouds.

***

Chatters filled the great hall and many different types of food were in front of us. Ron was shoving his face with food as usual beside me but I picked at it eating very slowly. Everyone distanced themselves from Harry and I, daughter of a death eater and the boy who lied. We were receiving strange stared and glares which I pretended not to notice but it was truly bothering me.

"Good evening everyone" Dumbledore's voice echoed though the great hall and everyone went silent. "Now we have two changes in staff this year, we're pleased to welcome Professor Grubbly-Plank. She'll be taking care of magical creatures while profesor Hagrid is temporarily not here. We also wish to welcome our new defense against the dark arts teacher, Profesor Dolores Umbridge. I'm wishing all of our newly joined professors a good luck"

Next to Snape was a woman smiling wearing bright pink. Dolores Umbridge, I head that name before. Dad told me how much of a pain she is to deal with in the ministry.

"As usual our caretaker Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you-" Dumbledore was interrupted by the sound of coughing. He turned to see Umbridge make her way slowly up towards the front of the great hall.

"She was at my hearing, she works for Fudge" Harry whispered to Hermione.

"Thank you, headmaster, for those kind words of welcome. And how lovely it is to see all your bright happy faces smiling at me. I'm 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 vital importance. All thought 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 said letting out a giggle before walking back. Dumbledore started to clap slowly and some of the other students joined in unsure.

"Thank you, profesor Umbridge, it really was a great speech" Dumbledore said.

"Great speech? What a load of bullshit" Ron whispered to me.

"What does it mean?" Harry looked over Hermione's shoulder and asked.

"It means the ministry is interfering at Hogwarts" I replied not looking away from the woman covered in pink. I doubt Dumbledore hired her, Fudge probably gave her the position.

***

Harry and I made our ways inside the common room. When we made our way in everyone stopped what they were doing to look at us. I was used to this by now, I didn't bother and continued to walk past. On the table I noticed the Daily Prophet, the one talking about Harry and Dumbledore, and also about my family.

"Dean, Seamus, Good holiday?" Harry asked stopping before going up the stairs. I stopped walking and turned to face Dean and Seamus standing beside Harry, I know he was more short tempered these days.

"Alright, better than Seamus" Dean said as Seamus threw the daily prophet on to the table before getting up out of his seat.

"Me mom didn't want me to come back this year"

"Why not?"

"Let me see uh, because of you two. The Daily Prophet has been saying a lot of things about you and Dumbledore. Not to forget a death eater's daughter"

"And your mom believes that?"

"Well nobody was there Cedric died. For all we know Evelyn could be the one who plotted on killing Cedric. That's why she was so close to him, what else would a death eater's child do"

My heart dropped and I stood there in shock.

"Well I guess you should read the Prophet then like your stupid mother it'll tell you everything you need to know" Harry snapped back at him before any sound escaped my mouth.

"Don't you dare talk about my mother like that"

"stop, both of you" I eyed the two of them.

"Who knows if you're a death eater too, just like your mum?"

"I'm NOT like my mother" I snapped at him, "And no, I did not plot on killing Cedric. You know who was the murder of Cedric" I snapped once again before brushing past Harry walking up towards the girl's dormitories. On top of my bed was the Daily Prophet and it just fueled my anger. I rushed towards him and tore into pieces crumbling it and threw it on the ground.

I took a deep breath and buried my face in my hands trying to calm down. No tears were even coming out of my eyes, only burning hatred to everything.

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